I thought I loved Bun B about as as much as humanly possible, not only for putting out such excellent records–months into listening, I’m only beginning to wrap my brain around UGK (Underground Kingz)–but also for being a one-man smooth-talking refutation of the stereotype that rappers are all ignorant animals.

Somehow, though, I found a little more love for him after seeing him talk to the Fader at SXSW about his forthcoming II Trill and our main man Barack Obama while wearing a hat from local sneaker-fetishist boutique Saint Alfred–a store where, all told, I’ve probably spent more money than in any other place in Chicago.