DEDICATION: Heavy D
Old school hip hop will always have a special place in my heart. Not just because I truly believe it’s one of the greatest times in my favorite genre of music, but because it was the music I was raised on. It was a time when hip hop wasn’t about how many records you sold (even though Erick and Parrish loved to brag about going gold) or how you could make it rain in the strip clubs. It was about just being you. And that’s what the culture I love was built on. Being you. Not biting the next man’s style. I mean, didn’t Hurby Luv Bug catch a brutal Brooklyn beat down for being a beat biter? This is one of the MANY reasons I LOVED Heavy D. Because no matter what phase hip hop was going through, Heav always stayed true to himself. He was the overweight lover when he dropped in ’88 and he was still the overweight (well he did lose a lot of weight over the years) lover when he passed away yesterday.
Heav never felt the need to jump on the “political” hip hop bandwagon when the green, black and red was the ish. Nor did he feel the need to throw on a Raiders hat and starter jacket when the gangsta era of hip hop rolled in. He never changed his name to Heav Khadafi Escobar when it was time to be from Queensbridge and move more weight than Scarface and he never decide to switch his style from rapping really fast to all of a sudden becoming a drug lord who “boosted the crime rate, so high in one city they sent National Guards to get him.” Heavy just stayed himself. And let’s not forget that Heavy got the dopest mc’s together on the same posse cut and got them all (including Kool G. Rap) not to curse. Now who could pull that off nowadays? Hell, who else but Heav could’ve pulled it off back then? Or better yet, who but Heav would have even wanted to pull something like that off?
Heavy D is everything that hip hop is suppose to be about. And on top of that, who didn’t like Heavy D? This dude got love from the cats on the corner, to the chicks, to the backpackers and like Tip said “the Heav bumbly D is a fave of my mama.” Even when Heav decided to reach out to Pete Rock (his cuz), Primo, Tony Dofat, etc. for beats and got more of an “underground” sound for his “Blue Funk” album, nobody looked sideways on some “oh now this dude hard” cause Heav was still just being Heav…just over harder beats. And as much as we loved “You Can’t See What I Can See” and “Don’t Curse” we loved “Got Me Waiting” and “Nuthin But Love” just as much. And with Heav leaving us this early in the game, it just leaves an even bigger void in hip hop, than what we had 24 hours ago. But on a brighter note, at least now Heav is reunited with his brother Trouble T Roy. Salute.