Me & My Crazy World

I still remember the first time my cousin Kim played this song for me. In Patterson they were listening to different things than we were in Jersey City. 15 miles and a world away.

As we did back then, I had a cassette tape with me. You’d never leave home without your Walkman (in my case a Coby knockoff). So I popped my tape into her stereo and recorded over something I had probably pulled from Hot 97. There were always these little trade-offs. With something new, something had to go, it was the art of the mixtape.