For a rapper from the heart of Philadelphia, Nigel Noire has no reason to mince words. Straight like that. Minced garlic on the other hand could be hidden in the secret recipe. A queer stepchild of Dipset and saturday cartoons, Nigel wears his passions on his sleeve and injects it into his rhymes. In one verse you will hear the East Coast native rattling off a sandwich order, and on a dime, Noire’s words can transform a deli to a dimly lit dive bar, where you’d feel comfortable spilling out your emotions to a stranger you shared a whiskey shot with.