I was watching the movie Brown Sugar with Sanaa Lathan and Taye Diggs when
the question was asked, “When did you first fall in love with hip hop?” It got
me thinking about when hip hop became a part of my life. Up until that point I was like every
other Black kid in the late 70’s listening to whatever my parents were
listening to. Mostly Al
Green, Marvin Gaye, or something by the Isley’s. But then around 1979 a new music form
began to take shape and I spent many weekends in my cousin Joey’s house
listening to him practicing deejaying on his new Technic turntables and
mixer. I must have listened
to him remix Queen’s “Another One bites the Dust” over 100 times in a row that
day. But Joey also
introduced me to the Sugarhill Gang, Afrika Bambaataa, and Grandmaster Flash
and the Furious Five. I
remember when the movie Wild
Style came out and my buddy
Lee and I would have sleepovers watching it and staying awake to tape Mr. Magic
or Chuck Chillout’s master mix on the radio at midnight. Also, Video Music Box with Ralph
McDaniel’s was the edgy upstart program that showcased these gifted orators and
entrepreneurs allowing us to match the rapper’s face
with the voice for the first time.
Not
to mention, I went to the movies six times to see Beat Street and wore
out many pairs of Puma’s and cardboard boxes moon walking and
back spinning. At the time
Run DMC was hot and a new incredible rapper named LL Cool J had just burst on
the scene. For me, James
Todd was the catalyst of what was to come. Up until that point most of the
rappers were older than I and it was hard to identify with them. Run DMC was already out of college,
Kurtis Blow was being hailed as the father of hip hop, and Kool Moe D looked
like my uncle. The beats
were recognizable sampled seventies tracks from groups like Cymande and the
Jimmy Castor Bunch or disco samples from Chic.
In 1987 all of that changed. Specifically the summer of ’87 for me. I had just graduated from Union Catholic high school and was on my way to play basketball for Fairmont State College inWest Virginia . That summer I worked stripping and
waxing floors at my former high school to earn extra money. I had a boom box set up in the
classroom so I could whistle while I worked but I wasn’t doing much whistling
because I was falling in love with the melodic flow of KRS-One and Boogie Down
Productions debut album Criminal
Minded. Specifically,
“the Bridge is Over”, which was the answer to Mc Shan’s “the Bridge”, lit my
fire. The battle between Mc
Shan and Krs-One is when artist started rapping and repping where they come from rather than the individual accolades they had achieved. Over and over I
would play the tape eating up my eight hour shift as best as it could and
eventually wearing out the paltry magnetized audio tape.
In 1987 all of that changed. Specifically the summer of ’87 for me. I had just graduated from Union Catholic high school and was on my way to play basketball for Fairmont State College in
The
classic year of 1987 released Criminal Minded, Eric B. and Rakim’s Paid in Full, Public Enemy’s Yo! Bum Rush the Show,
and LL Cool J’s Bigger and Deffer. All game changers for rap music and
igniting the explosion that was to come in 1988 featuring PE It Takes a Nation of Millions to
Hold us Back, NWA Straight
Outta Compton, The
Adventures of Slick Rick, BDP By
Any Means Necessary, Epmd Strictly
Business, Lyte as a Rock, He’s the DJ I’m the Rapper DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh
Prince, Long Live the Kane.
Biz
Markie, Stetsasonic, Just Ice, the Jungle Brothers and the 2 Live Crew all
released debut albums in ’88. I
was in love and neither my life nor the music culture would ever be the
same. Hip hop had gotten
exponentially younger and took on a more educational based, conscious rap, with
Krs, Chuck D, Parish from Epmd, and Young MC all having attended college and
earned degrees.
The influence of hip hop is easy to see in Dapper Carter's 8 Rules of Dating. Rap music affects my writing by helping think out of the box with colorful metaphors and similes. It challenges me to say what i have to say and get my point across as crisply and concisely as possible. Typically I'm listening to Lil Wayne, Kanye West, or Jay Z because of their abstract and metaphorically creative styles respectively.
My hip hop roots are classic but I'm not as stubborn as some
of my contemporaries who refuse to accept the newer artists and dismiss their
lyrics as crap. Hip hop is a movement, just like Jazz; and the only
reason hip lasts the test of time, which it was predicted wouldn’t happen, is
because of its constant evolution and adaptation like multi celled organism. Even
bad rap music has its place because it allows the genre to continually
develop. Hip hop music cycles through gangsta rap, braggadocios rap,
party rap, conscious rap, and every thing in between.
I have a personal stake in the longevity and global
marketing of the product since my own son,DaKidKam, has made
rapping his occupation. He’s just completed his second mixtape, Time In Between. I’m asked all the time how I feel about having a son in the rap
industry? I think it’s great. I’m a fan and a failed ex actor
myself so I will do anything I can do to support him and help him realize his
dreams.
But he still has to go to college...
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