“Through the wire, to the limit to the wall, for a chance to be with you, I’d gladly risk it all…”
#dropthuglife
Junior year of high school, despite – and, in a contrarian way, due to – the re-election of George W. Bush, 2004 was an amazing year in an equally-understated way. Off the heels of Jay-Z’s blueprint, in the slightly distant midst of red-crossed cameras, stood the gifted present of a re-educated maestro, the Don in pink Polo: Kanye West.
Ten years ago today, pre-Yeezus walked onto the scene a solo rapper; through the wires, past the slow jamz, West set his own blueprint for fame’s new workout plan.
Ten years ago, Anna Nicole Smith had her own double wide and rode a plane. Ten years ago, Stacey Dash was on the road to riches and diamond rings. Ten years ago, Chaka Khan laced the soundtrack for chaining day. Ten years ago, radio needed this – not sex, lies, videotape. Ten years ago, and today: Yeezy taught we how dropouts rise. Happy 10th Birthday, The College Dropout.
Happy astronauting #familyflies
(The) Epochauserie 