It's a damn good thing that Dusty Melo and Marmalade's Ma's and Pa's didn't buy into Tipper Gore's 1985 explicit lyrics "protectionist" syndication. Instead, they decided to let their young boys bounce around the living room to Gangsta rap.
That image, although under the microscope probably a little different, could very well be a description of my own memories growing up with rap and hip-hop, and surely countless other kids of Canadian middle class families who blare what prof. Tricia Rose has called "Black Noise" : "Doggystyle was a favorite/ even though Mom and Dad probably just hated me for playin' it/ sayin' shit like/G's Up Hoes down/ and beeotch/we would watch Rap City so Loud."
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