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So I dabbled in the rappity hop for a bit but then I entered my cocoon and emerged a "rocker" with requisite Kurt Cobain hair. *Tucks bangs behind ears* Party on Garth. I was getting down with the grunge, Nirvana, Stone Temple Pilots, Red Hot Chili Peppers, basically anyone who was on MTV and VH1.
Nirvana- Love Buzz
The Beatles, Hendrix, The Doors, Aerosmith,behind the jump.
Somewhere along the way I started listening to rap, my favorite rapper was Young MC. My mom approved of this because Young MC did not cuss and he had songs about Principal's Offices. Kind of like how my mom also approved of Macguvyer because, "He doesn't use a gun he uses his brain." Watch it nerd. *Points at Mom again* I bumped the shit out of this album. I could to this day still get down with, "Pick Up The Pace." "Rock and roller/ Coca Cola / Hot like soda/ Rollin' like a boulder." What the fuck does hot like soda mean? I think you are doing it wrong Young. "Soo you take the coke, put it in the sun, leave it for a couple of hours, then when it's done you shake it up and open it right?" Maybe he was just like a young kid friendly version of Damon Dash. I just listened to the song and whoever posted those lyrics online was off, I think he says hot like solar, which makes more sense.
I thought it might be a good idea to give people an overview of my musical history. But this is coming from a guy who also thought it was a good idea to have American Gladiator night at the retirement home. The hamster ball event went down smoothly, it was the Eliminator that really ruined the night. R.I.P. Estelle, you should have picked the door on the left you have no one to blame but yourself...and Herman...because that was a vicious hit son!!! *Chest Bumps Herman*
I grew up on Golden oldies, the station was called Cool 101, and the DJ's had names like the Big Bopper and the Godfather. Those deep baritone voices of the Casey Kasem era. Your typical golden voiced dude, spitting lines like,
"Comin up next we got the Temptations with "My Girl." "This is the Godfather hoping you and YOUR girl stay cooooool." You could hear the fake cheese oozing over the airwaves but it felt so comfortable. That's what DJ's sounded like. They were Shooter Mcgavins constantly firing at you.
After listening to our soothing music we all went to the hop and acted racist, right before we drag raced and got buzz cuts. Ohhh the good old days, with those gas shortages, wars, and outright racism, I miss them like I miss my subservient, well manicured, always baking something awesome wifey. Shout out to June!!
The station played pop hits from the 50's and 60's. I remember getting down to some Little Anthony and the Imperials, "Tears On My Pillow."
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