As a young kid growing up in the 80's, I had an uncle who lived with us, and he was a DJ. This meant a daily diet of Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Slick Rick, Doug E. Fresh, Big Daddy Kane, U.T.F.O, Run D.M.C, Whodini, Newcleus and the Beastie Boys. I was 12 years old but I knew every single word to Whodini's Five Minutes of Funk.
As the years went on, the soundtrack of my life involved lots of EPMD, De la Soul, Tribe Called Quest, Erik B. & Rakim, Digital Underground, X-Clan, and N.W.A. Sidenote: Picture a group of white girls and one brown girl (um, that would be me), wind in our hair, driving in the high school parking lot rapping N.W.A's "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of our lungs.
College passed in a haze of green smoke and my boyfriend (who also happens to be my husband) introduced me to underground hip hop. Along with that, I listened to Ice Cube, Wu Tang Clan, Beatnuts, Gang Starr, The Fugees, Notorious B.I.G, Tupac, Dr. Dre, Nas, Cypress Hill, Busta Rhymes, Snoop Dog and Pharcyde to name a few from that era. Gawd, I'm so old.
I still love hip hop even though I'm a mama with six babies! We just passed it down to our kids. Remember the series of paintings my son Sol was working on? It's an ode to a well-loved rapper (may he rest in peace) and an ode to Hip Hop.
|A combination of stencils, spray paint and artist acrylic paint.|
|Incorporating some vinyl lettering.|
|Guess who? Yep, it's Dirt McGirt.|
|"Keep it nappy or braided up" --Old Dirty Bastard from Wu Tang Clan|
Go grab the button, but first...tell me what you love about hip hop? Who do you listen to?