Back to the old school, y’all. While going through some of my old school tapes last week to find some ill schitt to bless y’all with, I came across one I didn’t even know I had. Audubon Ballroom, 1981 (probably not the same show as the one advertised in the flyer shown here, though). Members of the Fantastic Five, Busy Bee and Grandmaster Caz all get loose on this one over beats like Say It Loud I’m Black And I’m Proud, Heartbeat, Catch A Groove, Bounce Rock Skate Roll, etc. Plus we hear some stuff getting played that some cats who weren’t around back then might not expect to hear at an old school hip hop jam, like the Whispers‘ “It’s A Love Thing” and even the sugar-sweet bubblegum of Chee Chee and Peppy‘s “I Know I’m In Love”.
But the part I REALLY dig on this tape is where the Original Kev (aka Kevie Kev aka Waterbed Kev of the L Brothers, Fantastic Romantic Five, Fantastic Freaks, Furious Five and Furious Lovers– you did know he was down with those last two as well, right?) rhymes right over top of the Sugarhill Gang‘s “8th Wonder” and flips the words, turning into a Weird Al Yankovic-style parody. For instance, the Gang’s line “and baby dolls and all you daddy-o’s / you better get ready to move your toes” is transformed into “and baby dolls and all you pregnant hoes / you better get ready for maternity clothes“! Now, I used to hear brothers in the streets sayin’ some of these rhymes back in the days, but I never heard any of this on an actual live jam tape. And come to find I’ve had this schitt for yeeeeeeears. Whoa.
BTW, interesting ancedote about Kev in the recently released Wildstyle The Sampler book by Charlie Ahearn (required real schitt reading, of course) where Charlie tells how he was with the Fantastic right before they headed out for the big Sugarhill Convention at the Armory back in 1981, and Kev sticks his pistol in his pants on some “i wish somebody would try to test me tonight” schitt. Funny how it was just as real in the field way back then- maybe even more so- yet the emcees of that era didn’t feel the need to glorify their harsh realities anywhere near as much as they do today. And they say, children… what does it all mean?
BTW, a big middle finger salute to Blogger for illin’ out and making me have to rewrite the 2nd half of this post all over again. Luckily I’m a professional and remembered everything almost word for word after losing the schitt. BOO.