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Older Than Hip-Hop

An old man is DJ-ing in a bar in the middle of nowhere.  Some drunken young girl approaches him in her early twenties slurring, “We want to hear some REAL Hip-Hop.  Play some new stuff off the radio”.  “Real Hip-Hop?” the old man scowls, “Who’s older, me or Hip-Hop?  I am…so go take your ass somewhere and sit down.”  The old man mumbles to himself, “Little kid with no panties on trying to tell me something about some Hip-Hop.  I been around messing with music when It wasn’t no Hip-Hop.  Real Hip-Hop my ass”.
A tear wells up in his eye as he remembers the good old days…the days before Hip-Hop.  It was all blow pops, rotary phones and pinball machines back then.  Sure, he remembered the odd Blowfly record, but nobody took Blowfly seriously.  What black person of any age wasn’t used to some guy standing on the corner and talking trash while making it rhyme?  Sure, he had heard of the Last Poets, but nobody took them seriously either.  The Last Poets were good for a thought provoking laugh…