June 21 -- Long Live the Kane
Yes, the album... Fuck what you thought, this is another on my top-10 all time albums. To frame this conversation… The year was 1988, I was 8 years old, 9 days short of my birthday and school was just released for the summer session. As described last week, we did the park thing, then a sports camp at A&T that the 31 year-old me cannot remember the name of, then it was to the task of having a summer. In the in-between, “Ain’t No Half Steppin’” and “Raw” had penetrated the radio down here and my older sister had the tape. Well, my interest in music has never waned, so first I copied her tape, and damn if I didn’t use the money my brother and I hustled to buy a copy of the tape for myself. At 8, I am inclined to think that this was one of the first times I did that. I would go on to play that tape and play that tape and play that tape until 2 things happened… I knew EVERY word on the damned album. And… I broke that damned tape and had to buy 2 more before buying it on CD summer 1