Thanks to Pat I was probably one of the first suburban white guys in Washington that had heard rap music. The first stuff, Sugar Hill Gang, was pretty goofy, but enjoyable. Not life changing besides maybe Grandmaster Flash. Sometime in the late 80s Pat sat me down to listen to something new. It started out the same goofy beat and I went “dude this stuff is going nowhere” He said “wait for it” and with a record scratch my music world changed. That song was F***k the Police by NWA. For the next few years we cleared out many parties, (or were kicked out,) by putting on NWA or Public Enemy until that new fad caught on.
Greg Mooseker