I remember the days I would smurk and burn holes through the albums of the old farts of my day. Anything 'old' was nothing more than irrelevant, dirty, a waste. This was in a time when Hip Hop ransacked through just about every piece of vinyl I knew of... when Punk music hurt to listen to. To see old ass relics and the dumb nostalgia held by my elders when they picked up a CD of an album bought 15 years earlier reinforced how 'cool' and cutting edge I was and how little they 'got it'. I reveled in their inability to understand how sweet the Beastie Boys blended Rock music crunch with Hip Hop swagger.
And yet here we are. Just as much as Chicago, Boston, Led Zeppelin, or Queen had little to no relevance to the Beasties. Fact Magazine passes along the reissue news for "Check Your Head" to remind me how much music, Hip Hop, commercialism, my conceptualization of cool, and social factors that affected music... has changed in 20 years. It makes me wonder if this...
has anything to do with this...
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