The 20th anniversary of Gang Starr’s Hard To Earn Mar08

The 20th anniversary of Gang Starr’s Hard To Earn...

Below this are my words, but you’ve got to check the extensive and incredible feature article from Daniel Isenberg (@StanIpcus). Yeoman’s work! 1994 — Back in NYC I was riding the train to JFK to meet up with a girl flying in from Houston. I had just picked up the Hard To Earn CD, and it was on repeat in my Sony Car Discman. And it was early in the morning. I’m talking 4am-ish on a Saturday. But walking the streets of Manhattan, sitting alone on multiple trains, ascending to the streets of Queens at sunrise, Hard To Earn was the perfect soundtrack. Guru’s lyrics resonated in my mind, especially “The Planet” because his story about leaving Boston for Brooklyn mirrored my trek from Houston to Manhattan. It still affects me. I may not have accomplished what I truly wanted to do in New York, but the dream persists. I still move forward towards that goal. If there is a difference between rap then and now, rappers were willing to detail the struggle in a non-glamorous way. I’m not discounting MCs like J Cole, Big Sean, or the like who tell great stories of coming up in the world. I just know for me, Guru represented the kid who made good. And for the record, Step In The Arena is still my Gang Starr album of choice. It was their album I bought. I played it constantly for months and months. I know the tracks in and out. It was the album I played when I was a high school kid. Hard To Earn was the growth and the culmination. I was really mad back in the day about how Gang Starr wasn’t a bigger group in popularity. Now I am just happy these...

Gang Starr – “Love Sick”...

I will never be good with the females. Maybe it’s misogyny or a general animosity. I’m not an easy muthafucker to cope with anyways, it’s surprising I could ever keep a girl’s attention for any amount of time. But in high school I was on full chase mode with terrible success. Sure I could have this one or that one, but I wanted the unobtainable. Climb every mountain. And when I finally stopped getting played and looked right in front of me, there was the girl I should’ve settled on from jump. Ha! Then the real games began. Because I really thought I could have this chick and still be me. See her one day then see the fellas later that day. My time was my time, right? Fuck dat! All those missed opportunities and mixed messages with other chicks had left me woefully inexperienced in being a boyfriend. I was getting played. I was a chump. When she called, I ran to her. At least I was getting the boots. Yeah, she was easy like that. CLICK HERE for the full list of Valentine’s Day...