This past week has had some good spring weather. I’m now wearing shorts and sleeping with the windows open! Alas, I fear it will get hotter. Hotter in Boston means more humid, which blows. :\
Today I woke up listening to the Tom Tom Club, in particular, “Woody Rappinghood” and “Genius of Love.” I have to admit, before my mariachi concert this past Saturday, I played “Genius of Love” for a few minutes, just mouthing the words. I had no idea its video was so… cartoonish. Listening to it reminds of old school hip hop.
I hope you got my voice mail.
You need to read this article: The Politics of Hip-Hop, Josh Kun, “What Is an MC If He Can’t Rap to Banda? Making Music in Nuevo L.A.,” American Quarterly vol. 56, no. 3
I was in New York two years ago when it was hot and humid; man that was the worst feeling ever! Give me good old dry LA heat anyday.
This track used to be a piece musical flotsam that I would run across all the time on Power 106 when I was a wee kid. What’s amazing about this track is that it’s been pretty widely sampled since its 1981 release. And that it had connections to the Talking Heads was a bonus. I could see why David Byrne wasn’t a part of this, though. Easily one of the cutest odes to sex, drugs, and street life ever.
Yeah, this whole winter I’ve been like, “I can’t wait til summer!!” and then I came to realize that alas, summer here means sticky-ness and sancudos.
Boo! Not a whole lot to look forward to there.
But yeah, definitely enjoying these nice days here on the East Coast. The sun feels warm.
Carina,
I will, in due time.
Chavo,
Humidity sucks, but I think dry heat that can be made worse by forest fires sucks more.
Tirado,
Same thing here! I would hear this song in a lot of older hip hop records and I had no idea where it was from until 2004, when I ran across this song somewhere (don’t remember).
CS,
Zancudos? GAH. I’ll put up with it, I guess…