If you listen closely...you can hear it. You may be too young to recall exactly, but if you are hip-hop, you will recognize it, whether you can identify the sample or not. For me, it's in the boom bap...that takes me back. Although my influences range far and wide, and span across genres, my fastidious ears have grown accustomed to a certain sound. I won't regurgitate it, but use what I know and like; and model it into another form. The foundation resided in New York in the late 80's - early 90's. I'll add a millenniums worth of samples and sounds I've dug up from polyvinyl chloride records for that final polishing touch. I'm not here for mass appeal, but for satiating the senses of a select few. A nearly extinct kingdom of people who have not followed the exodus into darkness, and whom think you can't outgrow, or be too old, for a passion and a sense of wonder. If you take nothing from this page, know this, I am from New York...remember it...always. Thanks in advance for listening.
Vinyl Archaeologist