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I met Frankie, the lead singer, at The Apollo, in 1971, when they performed
this live. New York was a paradise then, not the cesspool it is now,Elderly
people could sit in the streets in beach chairs, people slept on fire
escapes, people got along, you knew who the singular junky, or thief, in
the neighbourhood was. The corner stores were run by Puerto Ricans, Germans
and Italians ran the delis, Chinese ran laundries, Black people addressed
each other as Brother & Sister. New York has gone to the dogs-post
cocaine/crack, angel dust, disco, bloods, cripps, immigrants who don't want
to assimilate, just stake out a microscopic hood-not neighbourhood. Racist
police, greedy politicians, dead-end jobs, skyrocketing rents, pitbulls,
kids don't wanna go to school. Its the pits. This music reminds me of the
time when New York was livable. People smiled. Now they scheme and frown
and beat and rob. Baby mamas and baby daddies. What a waste. And the music-
(c)rap sampled from a generation that set the example. Flush it down the
toilet along with the weaves, the gold teeth, the wigs, the doo rags, the
prison-inspired pants dragging below the asses, young people with no
brains, only asses to show, welfare addicts, babies without parents, nigger
this and bitch that. Malcolm & Martin & Marcus are turning over in their
graves. SMH!!!