New Faces: Tricky
David Sinclair, Rolling Stone, 10 August 1995
"YOU 'AVEN'T got any rizlas, 'ave you?" Tricky says, asking for rolling papers by way of an introduction. The 27-year-old rapper and songwriter — "I like to call myself a poet, really" — is buzzing around his apartment in upscale Kensington, in west London, like a bluebottle in a jam jar. He fields a barrage of calls with mounting irritation ("I'm doing it right now!") while brainstorming with a video director who wants to stick him on a crucifix and send him flying over the poorest areas of the world. "Wicked idea," Tricky says. "I don't want to give no messages, mind. Messages ain't my forte."
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