I’ve now spent 12 full hours in San Francisco, and it’s already been super magical. I saw a blimp, ate a homemade pickle, and discovered the most badass ice cream flavor name of all time; it’s called Jesus Juice and it’s red wine and Coca-Cola flavored, and tastes fucking awesome. I can’t wait to see what else this weird place has in store for me.
So in honor San Fransisco and its deep-rooted, well-executed, and heart-warming strangeness, I thought I should send a shout out to the dude that started SF Bay rap back in the early 80s: Too $hort. He’s been rapping for about 30 years now, and definitely has a style of his own that he’s stayed true to this whole time. You’ve probably heard plenty of his tunes over the years, but I’ve really got a soft spot for his super early cassette-released stuff from the early-mid 80s, there’s just something very special about it, and being here and seeing how things work around this place, I feel more than ever that his sound could only have originated in the Bay Area. Keep it rockin’ Too $hort, don’t stop rappin’!
Too $hort – Coke Dealers