I was going to start by reciting obscure passages from the personal pages of arguably the best that ever did it. In all my naivety I assumed that those less informed might appreciate my perceived knowledge on the topic? As corny as that sounds, my second idea was to compose a ‘Complex’ like list of features by the fat man, where by those along for the ride were shit upon. No offense Cease, Klepto, and Tracey Lee.
If at any point during 1993 you removed ‘The Chronic’ from your tape deck, you’d know that just months after that monumental release Heavy D. dropped the slightly less relevant ‘Blue Funk.’ Slotted somewhere between the GURU, and what I considered to be an epic showing from Busta Rhymes, on the 3rd Eye produced ‘A Bunch Of Niggas’, was my first Biggie Smalls experience. In the back of a friends Jetta, wearing ‘Aerpostale’ and a ‘Champion’ hoody (Enter the 36 chambers doubled as a personal fashion guide), I remember thinking to myself, “who is that?”
“That” would become monumentally important to the Hip-Hop landscape, but more importantly the soundtrack to a very personal sexual conquest, that would take place in the back seat of the aforementioned Volkswagen. As if the poorly pitched ‘Pioneers’, a Super Cat remix, and the finest malt liquor that money could buy were unable to facilitate a comfort zone suitable to cheerleading suburbanites? Where pre Easy Mo produced ‘Big’ joints lacked in ambient quality, “The What’ more than made up for.