Thursday, May 27, 2010

We Went To White Castle And We Got Thrown Out...

I can't believe I am going back to the summer at the end of 6th grade. The year was 1986. I was 11 and "License To Ill" dropped. It was the last day of school and our teacher said that we can listen to music. Some girl had Madonna's, "True Blue" and I of course had The Beastie Boys Tape (it was a creamy white with black writing and brown tape). We had a vote and Madonna won, I was heated..... School was over the next day, so I just went about my business.

The good thing is I lived in projects, albeit, not what you typically think of when you think of the PJ's. Most of the families were white, and we had a few non-spanish speaking Puerto-Ricans and 2 Jamaican families. The things that brought all project kids together back then no matter what color you were was rap, breaking and the whole b-boy look and AG (Adams Garden) had it in abundance.

I was just a kid so I watched in amazement the battles in the playground. The crew form AG was "The Fresh Breakers". There was linoleum behind Slick Vick and Snakes building and most days were spent watching this beautiful movement take place. There was Adidas jump suits, shell toes, fat laces and a lot of Beastie Boys and Run DMC. Their was Newports being smoked and Michelobs being drank. There were kids from neighboring towns and other projects coming to check AG. This was going to be the best summer of my life and it was.

24 years later "License To Ill" is still in my top 2 favorite albums and I am still in touch in one way or another with JL, Slick Vick, Rob Snake, Pat-Ski and Mr.Mean.


  1. Another well written piece, very descriptive and great mental picture.

  2. You brought me there, even though I wasn't. Thanks Lex! On our beach trip at the end of 6th I had "License To Ill" in the deck and played it until the took it away from me.

  3. Ha!

    The Beastie Boys... that was really a unique thing too. It was one of those things that's always worked best in hip-hop... people from certain backgrounds/upbringings talkin' about all the shit they love doing. That was the anthemic white boy rap album of the 80s, lol. And us minority folk liked it too, because they were bein' themselves and the beats went hard... can't front on it.