There’s always been something about the uneasiness and embarrassment of others that makes the rest of us cringe with curiosity.
Such stories serve dual purposes in that they entertain on one hand and fascinate on the other, as though we can relate in some form or fashion. Or maybe we’re just intrigued by the kinds of far-fetched circumstances we’ve never had a chance to experience ourselves.
Blueprint offers up these types of stories to help quench such an appetite as he shares the most awkward moments from his life on the road in “What a Night,” a book about the worst shows of his music career.
Although Blueprint’s been known for different things at different times in his life, first as a computer programmer, and most notably a producer, emcee and musician, it’ll take some time before his work as an author of books reaches those aforementioned levels.
To me, this is the one track I identify most with from Atmosphere’s Slug and Ant. The lyrics and keys that carry this beat hit a spot that can’t easily be described. That’s how genuine this track is, at least to me.
But I’m a bit biased, of course, based on this particular moment alone: “I was addicted to the radio. Make my request, and wait for it, holding my finger on the pause button, like, “now, go” – I guess that was the original down-load. Rap videos, and girl’s digits. A 15-pack of blank cassettes for Christmas…”
The day my dad handed me a box of old blank cassette tapes of meetings or seminars he was done listening to still runs through my mind as clear as the day.
I was that kid in the late 1980s and early 1990s recording music off the radio and dubbing copies of the new tape you just bought. But, in order to do so, I had to face my boom box to my brother’s and be sure everyone left the room before hitting record. Ah, the good ol’ days.