hip hop

I was there back in the day, during the origins of Hip Hop, battling it out with my rivals on the corners and on my home turf at the Meridian Quad in San Jose, California.  I was fortunate during my short-lived time as a rapper that I actually opened in front of 5,000 people for Run DMC, Kurtis Blow, Whodini and the Fat Boys in Stockton on December 4, 1984 during the nationwide tour of the Fresh Fest.

I have been meaning to write the story down of my one year as Bee~Mac, the Rapper Supreme. It was wild. I will get to it, I promise.

Yeah, I was dope… though we called it “fresh” back then. And I had the novelty of being one of the few White boys doing it way back when.

This guest post comes to you courtesy of Dee Mason, a freelance travel writer.

Don’t come to a Pinnacle and the Antidote show if you’re not ready to get your mind blown. Seriously – if all you’re looking for is some band to play in the background while you sweet talk that cute girl at the bar, you’ll be catching that taxi home by yourself. It’s usually an exaggeration to say the entire place is watching the band – this time around, all eyes face front and most heads bob in time. With lyrics such “I’m a negro wit’ an ego the size of Danny Devito” and “I make a great Kool Aid / but you gon’ hate my punch”, Pinnacle is proof that clever lyrics trump expletives every time.