Growing pains continues to bubble along, and this week i am hyped to introduce to the big homie LinoType. Lino is our West Coast Correspondent here at Stolen Records, you all may know Lino from his posts on the blog, that generally make a lot more sense than my own or Shantan’s babble. Lino also happens to be a genuine dude, known for his Pai mai knowledge of tunes, don like skills on the turntables and his uber baritone voice. Lino was a part time Sydney resident/ illegal immigrant and during this time he regulated a bunch of parties, came and hung out at Stolen Records and was my only ever guest at the Who Over.
Intro By LinoType…
Michael Who is a real bro, and for real bros, I won’t mind taking a little trip down memory lane. I’ve gone through many musical phases in life, from soft rock singer to west coast gangster to staunch underground elitist to southern rap fanatic. If anyone was wondering, my current playlist revolves around 2 Chainz and old Prince.
Download: Tag Team – Whoomp There It Is
This was the first cassingle I ever bought. Around that time, my sister started college in New York, and I remember our family helping her move out there. ‘Whoomp’ would get played all day on NYC radio, and I remember it being one of the first rap songs where I caught all of the lyrics. That infectious hook was undeniable, and I just had to own it, since it barely got played in LA at the time.
Download:2Pac – I Got My Mind Made Up
Middle school was all about fronting like you were either in a gang, or that you knew some gang members, or that you knew about gangs. 2Pac would get the most play, along with a lot of ‘Westsiiide’ posturing. It’s funny because the best song on the album was the joint with 2 rappers from NYC. Daz hooked up the beat that can best be described as nocturnal, Method Man compared himself to Magellan and Johnny Cash in one verse, and everyone else came extra correct. (For the record, I’m more of a Biggie guy)
MP3: Bob James – Nautilus
I had already been buying vinyl for a while by the time I got this, but this was the first record I picked up that made me want to have a legit record collection. Listening to this for the first time was like being exposed to the matrix. Shout outs to The Record Spot in Thousand Oaks. If the owner’s daughter is working, you’ll probably have an awkward time. All she does is talk to her boyfriend on the phone and complain about working. However if the owner is there, he’ll hook you up. He noticed me looking through the jazz section, and basically handed me the Bob James joint and recommended I check it out.