Sunday, December 23, 2012

How I Came to Enjoy Hip Hop

I know I may not look like it on the outside, but on the inside I am a South Minneapolis, snot-nosed, ghetto, hood rat.

Sure...I grew up in the 'burbs in a mostly secure family and had a mediocre support system, but I was born in MPLS and resided in Uptown for a period of time when it was still not frowned upon when nearly naked 2 year olds rode tricycles into traffic on 31st Street and Humboldt Avenue.

Sure..I am now a mommy, living in the 'burbs, raising my kids in a mostly secure family with an amazing support system, but I am now living in Los Angeles where I am lucky enough to catch some great musicians who roll through town, on tour from Minneapolis.

I first realized my inner social status through the music of Atmosphere. Wow, I was blown away. I had never heard anything like it in my life. I could some how emotionally relate to all the words that came out of Slug's mouth whilst shakin' my ass to Ant's sick beats.

I hadn't considered myself a fan of hip-hop, and am still having a hard time coming to terms with admitting to myself that yes, I do, indeed, love hip-hop. I mean com'mon, I only had Atmosphere playing amongst Arcade Fire, Elvis Costello, Le Tigre and maybe a little Morphine. I had no experience with hip-hop. It was, and still is, pretty fresh to me.

Only recently have I actually delved deeper into what actually gets air time on my iTunes and in my car's CD player. Mostly hip-hop, and mostly from those folks over there at Rhymesayers. I had to tell myself I was no longer an indie rock, new wave loving, A.M. College Radio Station listening nor Used Record Store digging music lover. Not that I don't still love the music, it just doesn't get as much play these days.

Which brings me to this, partly because I need fodder for this blog and partly because I can't stop the music (on air and in my head): PROF could possibly be the straw that breaks the camel's back in terms of my hip-hop fandom. (Fucking dramatic, right?!)

current favorite song

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