Thursday November 21 – MF DOOM Book Release – Philly, PA Breakbeat Tuesday – Welcome To The Neighborhood
A couple days shy of exactly one year ago we moved into our new home in Fort Green right off of Fort Greene park. Had anyone ever said to me that I would be a property owner at my age, in New York, especially in this neighborhood I would have said that you were smoking freebase. But, here we are, living the life, and I couldn’t be a happier man. Special love and kisses goes out to my wife – congratulations on one year, hon!
Not long after I moved here I did my best to walk around the neighborhood and get my acclimated. Here’s the market, the bank, here’s where I get my keys made etc. One afternoon while I was heading home down Dekalb Avenue I walked by this really cool looking coffee shop that was playing some fantastic sounding Salsa so, being the coffee addict and music lover that I am, I decided to go in a check out my local java spot, with an energy and excitement for having discovered this brand new thing…
… It wasn’t a coffee shop. It was a random Puerto Rican Ex-Marine’s kitchen that he just happened to be sitting in at the time with his buddies (all Marines I gathered by looking at the tattoos,) watching the Yankees game. The all stopped and just stared at me as I was standing right in the middle of his kitchen. I was silent, looked around and saw the giant USMC and Puerto Rican flags hanging on the wall, turned back to them and said “Um, I think I made a wrong turn…” They were dumbfounded, and didn’t say a word over the blaring music or the competing volume from the Yankees game. They just stared at me for what seemed an eternity. Then I realized, I was wearing my Phillies cap. I quickly made my exit.
“Welcome to the neighborhood…”
I walked by there all the time and of course they’re still there, hanging out, holding court. Don’t don’t seem to recognize me. I don’t always wear my Phillies cap though. A couple weeks back I walked by and they were playing this song:
The Latin Blues Band feat. Luis Aviles “(I’ll Be A) Happy Man” (Speed, 1968)
Happy Birthday to Christopher Wallace, better known as The Notorious B.I.G., and always known to me simply as Biggie Smalls. My favorite rapper of all time. And if you don’t think he’s the greatest rapper of all time, stop smoking that shit.
Over the course of the next couple years it was like every time you heard him drop a guest verse, whether it be on a Super Cat record or on a Mary J. Blige record, you knew you were listening to history being made. I’m a Philly dude, I’m not a native New Yorker, but listening to dude rap he was our champion doing it right before our eyes. Biggie Smalls songs were leaked all over mixtapes that we use to bring down from Harlem, and your man was a problem. Then the Big Mack promo dropped, complete in the old school styrofoam hamburger containers, and it was a wrap – nothing could stop Biggie. That was a mad exciting time for me and for everyone around me at the time, and for music in general. Of course he released 2 classic albums and changed rap history and will always be remember as one of – if not the – greatest rappers of all time (thank you Canibus for your one contribution to rap in your paltry career, the “March 9th” line.) But when I think of Biggie I always think of those early years. It was so exciting, and had so much electricity and promise. Miss that dude. There will never be another.