And to all a good night. Happy Holidaze everyone!Available HERE.
A bunch of people had left after high school and it was tough, but it also meant I had more time to hang with others. Russ was in his senior year and he made this tape around the time we started putting songs together. I think I told him a story about coming in 1st place for every race in the fifth grade Olympics, but during the last run this one kid ran against me. He was with the popular crowd [the ones that would shave nike and batman symbols on the back of their heads and color in the skin with colored markers]. And he just beats me by a bit in the last race and he became "the fastest kid in fifth grade."

Just under the wire... For your eternal rock out with the dark out
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Raleigh 1996. Autumn. I had moved before senior year of high school and with it fell into various crews each with their own mixtapes and they battled sounds in the night. Ahh, maybe not, but can you see that as short film? Well. Somewhere early in I met Tom Homolya who passed this cassette onto me. This tape holds dual meanings as both introduction to friend and, once ownership of sounds are gained and new adventures forged in accordance with - as soundtrack to the alienated youth. I suppose it has obtained a third as of now becoming instant time travel passageway / temporal distorter. I'll always hold this one close - to those memories of being new in town, again, and of being older and not sure about what to do next in my life. Bad times, sure, but they were real and true, and who doesn't or didn't struggle with those. The Struggling. Combat boots on ground with army jacket loafing after school in park on cold day aimless, foolish, with all feelings so recent and familiar and new. Listen. Transport to time with frustration over pending adulthood. Anger spiraling like a drunk fly.
The rips keep rollin' and this tape was a long strange trip in synergizing. Back in 1999 chillin in Jon Pratt's family mountain cabin my bro Josh from Winston-Salem School of the Arts was flipping though his caselogic packed with new Hip Hop. He told me if I tossed 50 bucks in for blank disks he'd burn fifty cds of my choice (this was in a pre-itunes-pre-computer literate era for me). A whole new world of rips opened up for me. I was like "You can do that?"





