BB! Presents: Rap Music History Bibliography #3

Hip-Hop Week on Fresh Air – Tuesday

Interviews with:

Russell Simmons


LL Cool J

Chuck D (My Hero)

BB! Presents: Rap Music History Bibliography #3

Although summer doesn’t officially end until Sept.

All those years of starting school coupled with the onset of ragweed allergies that keep me inside from the end of August through the end of September means that the end of August signals the end of summer to me.Thankfully, we got to have one last blast at the Lake of the Ozarks for a fine farewell to a summer that brought many changes and passed waaaaay too fast for my liking (not to mention that it didn’t hold any summer road trips).

Ah well…summer’s ending for me and here are a few photos of the family enjoying some time together:
Breeze is growing up too durn fast

We rented a wave runner for the day. My first time on one.

We also tubed behind my uncle’s pontoon. The rope was dragging a bit and slowed things down so we had to make the tube a bit more exciting.

Matt was loving the wave runner.

Trav drove like a wild man – almost knocked Amber off.

Trav and Amber zipping around in the wake behind Sa Rah.


Although summer doesn’t officially end until Sept.

Thanks from C-Reg

I would like to sincerely thank each and every one of you that showed up in Independence for the Regional Championships. Without your support, I undoubtedly wouldn’t have walked away with the extra-special ‘The Man’ prize of the evening. As many of you probably aren’t aware, a large portion of the points are allocated if ‘audience response’ and ‘audience interaction’ is high; all of you ensured that I was maxed out in this regard. While these bartending competitions are far from my life goal, I really enjoy it, and you have helped me–as a result of my victory–secure a spot on a nationally traveling bar exhibition team (at the pay rate of nearly one ‘k’ per week, I might add). Among the various accolades, I am currently rated fifth among those seeking to upset the reigners in the Bartender World Championships (starting in mid-October, details soon). To make a long story short (too late I realize), I can’t properly express my thanks for the support you gave me; morally, intoxicatingly, and screamingly (if that actually was a word, that is). I won’t forget it.The man who drops bottles–


I had no idea that crowd amazement was a deciding factor. He had the crowd in awe. Got the photos downloaded last night. Now I must try to make them pretty and show them to you all.

Thanks from C-Reg

For my 30th birthday,

I wanted a Roomba. Sa Rah, however, was adamant that she wasn’t getting her husband a vacuum for his 30th birthday. I argued that a Roomba isn’t a vacuum…it’s a ROBOT!!! A ROBOT SLAVE!!!

My arguments got me this*

And this:

Now I know it’s hard to see what those photos are of so let me spoil your guessing fun and tell you that it’s The White Stripes at Starlight last night (you like that rhyme?). Holy cats! What a show. A show we almost decided not to attend because we spent damned near two-and-a-half hours changing out the chandelier in our breakfast nook. After that frustrating experience we both looked at each other and said – Do we really want to head out to a show? We bucked up and went and DAMN DAMN DAMN the Whites tore shit up. Without coming off too hyperbolic I think the Stripes are the best pop (read: on the radio) band currently doing their thing. Now before you go off on me (and please do feel free to comment otherwise) – we saw the Stripes two years ago at Memorial Hall, and while that show rocked, it didn’t make me pause and consider how much larger than life the band’s songs seemed. The songs last night, in particular the songs from ‘Elephant’, had a fullness and a familiarity that made it seem as though they had been flitting about in the popular consciousness for more than 20 years, an effect which made the entire show seem like a Greatest Hits Reunion Tour or something. The songs blended one into the other and, in accord with the new album’s branching out into different instrumental accompaniments, each song felt distinct and capable of holding the crowd enrapt…another feature that seemed lacking the last times the Stripes hit KC.

What I’m saying to you, folks, is that The White Stripes have grown sooooo much in the past two years – and they’re still so comparatively young – that I’m anxiously awaiting to listen to the next chapter of the sonic novel they’ve been composing. In the meantime, I’ll be revisiting their current and past excursions.

Did anybody else see this show? Damn…

*Footnote: Less than a week after getting that hilarious card from my wife I happened upon this all-too-appropriate-for-the-situation song, which turned us on to a musician we now love.

I still want a Roomba.


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For my 30th birthday,