Vocal samples of a murdered rightwing supremacist as album opener – what is this, virtual insanity? Hip references to “bleeding pens” (“I Hope They Write”) and “beings that glisten among the stars and the moon” (“Nostalgia”) – right on! Jazz club nostalgia of a Dollar Brand-esque kind with West Coast rap-inspired flows to match nogal, that’s Black Vulcanite for you! The Namibian-based hip-hop trio consisting of Mark, Alain and Nikolai do the “speak-truth-to-authority” thing with outright conviction. This is throwback megalomaniac rap supremacy, a juxtaposition of the old and the new. The funk is not lost on these dudes (“Good Times”), nor is the painful history of the oppressor’s quest on their homeland (check out “Ghost of Eugène Terre’Blanche in a biltong shop” on “Black Narcissism”). The message of Remember the Future is clear and succint: be mindful of the past, but yo, remember the future, boet!