Written by Justin R. Gaither

No. 1

The Chuck4Short series is dedicated to Liam K. Gaither and friends.

Lil’ Chuck knew it was going to be a great day when he put his ear phones to hear Biz Markie. Much to his surprise, he picked up the wrong tape! Follow Lil’ Chuck as he learns about different types of music through the generations.

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“It ’s been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you, without a strong rhyme to step to, think of how many weak shows you slept through, time’s up, sorry I kept you . . . ”

- Eric B and Rakim Paid in Full, 1987

I know you got Soul

I could barely hear my mother screaming “it’s time to walk to the bus stop!” I grabbed my bookbag and as I walked out of the door, my mother said, “I hope you know your class work as well as you know those rap songs.” “Music is for life,” I replied as I bopped out of the door to meet my friends at the bus stop. My mom likes old school R&B music. Her favorite artist is Marvin Gaye. I like his music too, but my first love is HipHop. I try to explain to my mom that Hip Hop is poetry, but she doesn’t agree. lol

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As I wait for my friends at the bus stop, I realize this tape has a song I really like, so I rewind it to the very beginning. Even before I press play, I sing it to myself..

“Oh baby you, got what I need, but you say he’s just a friend, OH BABY YOU...”

As much as I love my radio, waiting for the tape to rewind is pretty boring. Maybe they will do something about that one day. Finally, the bus arrives. I walk down the aisle, take a seat, pull out my radio and press play.

Wait a minute! I’m sorry for being rude. I’m Chuck. Well, really I’m Justin. That may not make sense, but my father’s name is Charles and everyone calls me Chuck-- and that’s all I know. The other thing i know is... my radio, i like it loud!

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“OH NO!!!! This is not my tape.”

I press fast forward, hoping to hear Big Daddy Kane, EPMD, or Special Ed, but I am having no luck... there is only singing. I open my radio and it’s the Isley Brothers! I must have brought one of my mom’s tapes by mistake. This is going to be a very long trip to school!

While in class, I completed all of my work. As I reviewed my answers, I had an isley brother’s song in my head from my mom’s tape...

“Who’s that lady? Lovely lady, who’s that lady?...”

...the melody stuck with me all day.

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I spoke with my dad on the phone and we laughed about the tape mix-up. He told me about some of his favorite artists, like Earth, Wind and Fire and the Ohio Players.

He said he likes a guy named Teddy Pendergrass and I have to call him Teddy P.

I learned my parents love their radio just as much as I love mine. That’s probably where I got it from.

I went to bed listening to the isley Brothers. Not only did i learn something new about music, but i realized this is much easier to fall asleep to than hip hop.lol

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Today, my teacher asked us to write down our HOBBIES. Of course My first choice is sports. i love to compete in every sport. my favorite sport to watch is basketball. i am a NBA fan, i like the new York knicks. they drafted rod stRicklAND, he is my favorite player! some day i plan on going to a knicks game... I am making my plan now, we’ll talk about it next time. Peace!

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