This Bug has mentioned before that she taped a lot of videos back in the day. A lot. The most disheartening thing about that? My middle sister recorded over most of what I captured for...wait for it...Three different accounts of the Amy Fischer Made-For-TV movies. Yep. That's six hours of vids...gone. Do you have any concept of how much music that was, People? I wanted to murder her. Some were timeless classics. Some were one hit wonders. This week's Throwback falls into the latter category. I think it aired just once on Video Music Box on a segment they called (of all things) Nervous Thursdays and I happened to catch it. That's when Crazy Sam played obscure songs from little known artists. Those videos were just a little more to the left than the standard R&B and Hip Hop the show was known for. Recently, a near and dear friend played this and instantly transported me back to Junior High. I was moved to tears in the most inexplicable way. You see, this was one of the casualties of what I call my sister's "Buttafiasco" obsession. Which makes it very appropriate- since that same friend expressed to me once that stealing music from someone is akin to stealing a memory or part of their lives. Something about Season of the Vic was so melancholy to me. Whenever I felt lonely and misunderstood or just taken for granted; this song seemed to suit my mood but soothe it all at once. I was most definitely a "vic". She did me dirty taping over my precious memories. There's not much else I can say. Either you feel it or you don't. Peace.
Mar 12, 2009
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Yo, I'm about to troop to the Roti King and cop me a beef patti and coco bread. Wash it down with an A-Treat..
ReplyDeleteCrazy Sam, damn..why couldnt it all be so simple again..I'd give my right arm for a green slip..
Dubs
Just so you know- Roti King look a lot more like a front for something else these days. Like that "Health Food" store that only had one Nutrament in the fridge. Not sure if you can cop that patti anymore.
ReplyDeleteA green slip...you wild, Dubs. LOL.
Word, type of store w/ dusty chips and one box of tide on the shelf.
ReplyDeleteBrooklyn is full of those. People never tend to leave with a bag though..hhmmmmm