Yesterday was just a good day. It started off simple enough. Went to work, had a couple meetings… the usual. At about 1p i get a text message that 9th and Monie Love are on their way to XM for their interview, which was perfect because it wasn’t scheduled to start until 2. So i do a little more work for about an hour and head to the lobby to wait. Two o’clock comes and goes. While i’m standing in the lobby shooting the shit with Nate, fuckin Crazy Legs walks in. I’m pretty excited about that but I’m also a little annoyed because it’s going on 2:10 and my guests are nowhere to be found.
A few minutes later Monie walks up… My Gawd… she’s just beautiful. I remember when i was first learning about hip hop and figuring out what i liked and didn’t like. I liked Monie from jump. She was like the little sister of hip hop if that makes sense. She is easily one of the most passionate people I’ve ever met. And meeting a woman, who is that passionate about music in general, but hip hop especially? Just WOW.
Shortly after that 9th pulled up and we went up to the interview. When we get to the studio it’s Crazy Legs, 9th and Monie… just shooting the shit. I mean imagine standing there and listening to like some folks you’ve been following for YEARS talkin about their kids… it was surreal. Part of me felt like i was intruding… but at the same time it was like being a part of something really big. The highlight of that moment was when Monie said something to the effect that she had been trying to get 9th and Crazy Legs to meet for some time and she thanked us for making that happen. Now i know that shit was just a damn coincidence, but i mean, I had that woman’s cassette way back when and she’s thanking me for stuff… craziness. The interview went really well and i think i’m back in the game for pushing the True School Radio idea. 9th and Monie with a radio show? (with guest appearances by mittens!!!) That’s just wow.
Last night was the True School House Party at Liv too. Just imagine a party where every single song makes you think back to “the good old days.” For every song i heard last night i remember what was going on in my life when i was listening to that song, where i was living, who i was friends with… all of that stuff. I miss that about music. It’s so rare that something i buy today will have that same nostalgic effect for me. But for four hours yesterday I got to dance, and sing, and reminisce on the good old days… and i got to say whatup to Grap… that always makes me smile (if you know me, you should know why that’s a big deal).
But the best part of my night came when i got a text message from this guy sayin he’d be off work early. I spent the end of my night dancing with (on) him and headed home to devour some chicken wings… does it get any better than that?
Gangsta Mittens 