New York, New York.
Thursday, November 20th, 2008
I remember sitting on the Eglington West bus on my way to school listening to this track for the first time. My daughter was probably 1 or 2, I wasn’t sure what I was doing with my life, and me and my daughter’s mother were engaged and scheduled to be married in the coming year. I was so close to graduating high school.
I was skeptical when I saw he was gonna do another N.Y. State of Mind, but I gotta say, on a lot of levels, I like this one even more than the original. Maybe it’s because I think back to what things were like back then, how people were, how ‘the scene’ was, and how hip-hop in general was playing a role in peoples’ lives. I was older, and the perspective I had was far different than it was when I heard the Illmatic version in 93/94. The game wasn’t what it is now. It was a little more necessary and crucial, I think. We needed that shit and we hung onto it like we took pride in it. The music wasn’t exploited to the extent as it is now.. the winters seemed colder.. and the writers, dancers, dj’s, and emcees in this city felt more like a unit. Ask somebody.
Something sticks with me about this track every time I hear it though. The bus was still in the west, around Jane St. or Scarlett, and I was staring out the window with a t-shirt tied around my head, a bright orange Helly Hansen jacket and an Answer motorcross longsleeve shirt and gloves on that my dude Disco had given me. I felt lost. I felt like nothing was going to be made of what I was wishing for myself. And then I heard this line -
“A lot of niggas schemin’, some real, some niggas frontin’.
But I’m a big dreamer, so watch me come up with somethin’.”
Take it in.












