IMMB (some people call him NeMo) Presents: REALASS PEOPLE
This segment of my blog will be dedicated to those people I have come across in the industry that I deemed "REALASS PEOPLE." Thats a hard thing to find nowadays. I engineered at Quad Studios for years, and have been freelancing here and there through out NYC for a while.Whether it was production or engineering, I've met some of your favorites, and some of your most hated. Through both categories, REALASS PEOPLE are just hard to find man. So, without further ado, let's get started.
FIRST UP: REALASS PERSON/PRODUCER ILLMIND.
Back when I used to live in Orlando, FL, my UJE crew and I used to drive to Tampa every now and then for shows and to "build" with other FL heads. Long story short,In 2001-02 I met a guy named Slopfunkdust there, and passed him a mix cd I put together of joints I produced with my brother TzaR. He hit me not too long later and saying he liked the stuff, and shortly after introduced me to his friend Illmind. Later,we were working on remixing Akrobatik's latest album, Illmind hit me up and told me he heard my remix, told me he thought it was dope and he wanted to hear more.
Years ago,when I moved to NYC, within the first couple of months I ventured out to a Beatsociety at the Knitting Factory. It was me, Dynas, Slop, and Illmind chillin' outside the spot in the line. Nobody knew who I was really, but Illmind introduced me to what seemed like 39 people. All people i probably should have kept stayed in contact with...ha. Later that night, after mean muggin' in the crowd with Jony Fraze, I couldn't even find where i parked my whip!! Illmind drove me around the area for like 30 minutes to find my car...lol. He offered! I didn't ask. Good people.
Months later... on AIM Illmind hits me saying that he's going to be doing a beat showcase in the Manhattan, and that I can bring out my ASR-10 disks and rock off his beat machine if I wanted to. WORD? are u serious? I mean... it's intimidating rocking next to ILLMIND, but i gotta do it!! Nothing but good positive vibes from the homey. Not once did i get a vibe of "yo, I'm ILLMIND... and your not" from him. And still don't. I don't think anyone does. It's not about the fact that he was willing to help me out necessarily, because anyone will help someone out if they feel its somehow mutually beneficial, but more so that, really, who was I? He didn't have to invite me to rock with him. I was a really quiet person, and still am sometimes, so it wasn't that i was subliminally saying "Yo Illmind, put me on son!" I just played my position, as I still do. Good People. REALASS people. You don't forget stuff like that, however small it may be in the bigger scheme of things. I wish nothing but the best for the homey.
Obviously it takes more than a couple of occurrences to be branded a REALASS PERSON, but I think you can get the picture I am painting of my dealings with the Illmind.
Signing out, till next time... REALASS PEOPLE will continue. I got some surprises for yall.
2 comments:
Good to read. At the end of the day I don't give a fuck how dope your shit is if you're not a realass person. Not many folks would take 30 mins out of there day to drive someone around. Until the next edition.
word fam....Its real dope when someone takes the time to shout out the cats that go above and beyond.
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