Many of these photographs, to me, are like forgotten postcards of my youth. Concert tales told in film and pixels of a young Hip Hop head doing whatever it takes to get close to the rawness, the electric energy and emotion of his boom-bap beat and rhyme heroes — straight rockin’ the crowd with two turntables and a microphone. 

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