Live At the BHMC: Bronx Rising!

True hip hop events that celebrate hip hop culture always makes me feel at home. These events make me feel like my world is complete and that I don’t need anything or anybody else. Hip hop events here in the Bronx makes me feel like there is hope for a better life with my own people, both my African and Hispanic people. There’s a sense of community, love, peace, prosperity, understanding, respect, we have fun together, we laugh, we shake hands, we hug, we meet each other and make new friends, we take pictures and that’s what the true spirit of hip hop is all about. After having a bad week, last night I attended this dope hip hop event on Louis Nine Boulevard with a couple of hip hop legends who poked their head in and hung out for a while and left but I was especially excited when Brand Nubian’s own Sadat X stepped foot in the place to be. The place was nicely redecorated of hip hop decor with pictures up and framed from the legendary “Tools of War” events, celebrating 14 years and of course dope graffiti artwork on the wall. People travel from far to be in the Bronx for these events so you know it’s real. Of course my boy RodStarz of Rebel Diaz was hosting, my boy DJ Illanoiz and the incredibly dope new DJ who blew me away, goes by the name of DJ Perly was blessing us with the dope music. Man, she was cutting and scratching and mixing and blending like it was nobody’s business. She spun some really dope classics including Run-D.M.C.’s “Peter Piper.” Before Sadat X hit the stage, I noticed Coke La Rock was there, hip hop’s very first MC, Debbie D from Beat Street, Popmaster Fabel, and DJ Jazzy Jay was there too. We were also blessed with incredible talent from Boca Floja and Flo Kennedy, she was my favorite and then Sadat X hits the stage. Not only does he performs some Brand Nubian classics but he shares his stories of what life was like growing up here in the Bronx. Stories of who taught him who he was and what it meant to be Black. It was truly inspiring, some more inspiration and reminder of being from the Bronx. The night ended with a cypher, meet and greets, and pictures were taken and in true nature, of course, me and a couple of my peeps hit up the chicken spot, up the street on the corner and shared a few laughs. Man, oh man, what a good ass night. Another dope hip hop memory for the books for me. Truly amazing.