Awwww, yeah!
My good friend, Chazzie came by a few days ago. We always talk music. I front like I don't like what he is talking about (it's part of my job. I'm the older one.) then three weeks later, I buy what he was talking about and act like I put him up on it. Don't get me wrong I have put that kid up on a lotta good Music, but over the two decades we have been buddies, he has started to catch up.
There is one thing we can agree on; we became friends based on our love of hip-hop. That's where it started for me and the Chazmeister. His step-dad was someone I admired (Paul Mahern) that introduced me to this cool little dude who liked rap. I think Paul wanted me to show him some other stuff, as Chaz is about 5-7 years younger than me (I dunno, he'll always be that li'l dude to me) and was in the throes of some serious gangsta-rap shit from the jump of his love-affair. Paul knew I was listening to the other side of the spectrum, Public Enemy, Beasties, De La Soul. I made Chaz some tapes and we quickly became buddies.
Anyhoo, Chazzie just moved back from a year or so in Florida. He's one of the saving graces of this formerly quiet apartment I live in. He moved in just around the way. Jett and I can go and see Chaz and his son, Preston (Young Tiger!) when we feel like taking a little walk. ( haven't fully taken advantage of that enough. Need to walk Jett around there more.) Chaz came over here the other day and we were talking about how wicked LL Cool J was when we were kids.
LL Cool J was a favorite we had in common immediately. What teenager wouldn't wanna be THIS kid? COME ON, MAN!
Yo, is he SPAZZING on them shits or WHAT!? We used to wait for that video to come on, man. Ahhh, wow! LL was the illest. He rapped haaaaaard. He sounded like what he was saying. I thought that was the way to get on, yo; you gotta walk in, have your jambox ready, and you better RIP that shit,. kid! I believed he could take the skin off a snake and split a pea from a pod.
Welp, my buddy, Chazzie, just came by, with his iPod...of course...to scoop up my LL Cool J collection and this mix I told him I would hafta make now. So, now I can claim that I put him up on LL Cool J. Another victory.
And now I can put YOU up on LL Cool J. I guess we shoulda expected the lovey-dovey stuff, but young LL will probably always be the fiercest rapper that ever touched the mic. LL's first three albums influenced me as much as anything else I have ever listened to. He set the standard for tearing the mic a new one. Run-DMC were the Kings of Rock, no question, but LL was a new kinda beast; a microphone animal, a young tiger...the living legend, a kid like us with a set of brass ones and the rhymes to back it up.
I will take credit for this (and I have put a few people up on this theory) - LL had some FAT-ASS gold dookie ropes while he was cutting the vocal to 'I'm Bad'. Listen closely and you can hear something jingling the whole time he is rapping *ding* (more on that later)...they're jingling, baby.
MP3:
DJ RUSTY REDENBACHER - 'Ladies Love Cool James' [zshare] < click there and rock the bells with Uncle L.
Playlist::
'I Need A Beat'
'I Can't Live Without My Radio'
'The Breakthrough'
'Kanday'
'Dangerous'
'I'm Bad'
'Rock The Bells (Original Version)'
'You'll Rock'
'Jack The Ripper'
'Droppin' 'Em'
'Big Ol' Butt'
'The Bristol Hotel'
'Dear Yvette'
'Rock The Bells'
Thursday, August 14, 2008
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2 comments:
oh hell yeah!
(thats all i've got... was just excited!) :)
Russ, man, You KILLIN' EM!!! Yo man, I figured that I'd put you up to speed on something, too... You still got time to get nominated for a black weblog award, bro. I'm gonna nominate you, myself, so get the rest of your readers to do the same! And, check out my blog, da-INfection.blogspot.com...
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