When I was a critic, I reviewed Public Enemy’s ‘Muse Sick-n-Hour Mess Age’ – this is back in ’94 – and I called it a ‘Dante-esque spiral of the hip-hop hell.’ I idolized Chuck D, but I just hated that record, and I did not hold back. Chuck didn’t freeze me out. Every time I met Chuck, he always treated me with the utmost respect.