Thelonious Martin, "No Raps On Sunday (Sample Edition)"

Radioactive pavement, half-naked bodies, the fan you forgot to pay for at that stoop sale last summer whirring uselessly at the foot of the bed, the moisture from a cold can of beer staining your countertop as you swat at yourself with the Duane Reade coupon that came in the mail, and this song, from Chicago beatmaker Thelonious Martin.