It’s Friday and I’m having flashbacks of the good ol’ Atlanta days again. You remember Atlanta dontcha? Way before we were named the “Gayest City in America” we were on the grind. An up and coming musical powerhouse.
I want to share this tale of a friend’s encounter with the Goodie Mob back in the day (after the break up) and what was learned from the experience. Also included is a lil video interlude from Goodie Mob ‘s reunion concert in Atlanta as a reminder that real music never dies.
Walk with me on this trip down memory lane…FYI absolutely no names were changed to protect the innocent:
I remember where I was when I first heard “Cell Therapy”, it changed me. It made me feel so proud to be an ATLien, so proud of this mainstream record company LaFace for actually having artists like the Goodie Mob and Outkast mixed with my favorite group TLC. I was devastated when the group broke up, but one day I decided to stop being selfish for one minute and was able to realize the “SECRET” to this entry, its very simple – FOR EVERYTHING THERE IS A SEASON.
Now I’m gonna take you back to a night I can recall at Club 112 some years back; it was an album release party for Ludacris, and all of Atlanta’s royalty came out to support. The VIP was an ATLien who’s who list. I was sitting down near Michael Vick and my friends were asking me if was I going to follow them back to his house. I declined and really I was barely listening to them because I was witnessing a dramatic moment that no one was even paying attention to.
See, at that time Bigg Gipp had released “Stepping Out” and the Goodie Mob had just come out with an album titled “One Monkey Don’t Stop No Show” which of course was a diss to Ceelo; and here in the back of the VIP Bigg Gipp and Ceelo saw each other for what you could clearly tell was the first time in a very long time. I watched them at a comfortable distance from the first hug, to the awkward first dialog to the heart to heart that must have lasted 30min.
These niggas were not fighting, there were no girls involved but the drama of that moment and the intensity I felt from them was soooo powerful. These were two black men having an “amicable coming to Jesus” right before my eyes. It was obvious their paths were supposed to cross that night. You see, it was TIME for that conversation to take place. READ MORE