I fell in love with the sounds of the radio it became the soundtrack to my first kiddie crush - her name was Kenya - as well as the first time I attended overnight camp and the first time R&B became centered in my musical orbit.Īside from what it meant for me personally, the summer of 1988 feels like the beginning of an era in R&B that wasn’t my parents’ music-the beginning of hip-hop influenced sounds outside of what was traditionally thought of as rap music. And in the summer of 1988, that meant a wave of Bobby Brown, Pebbles, Karyn White, Al B. As it pertains to music, that meant going from a steady diet of Top 40 pop, heartland rock and hair metal, to Macon, GA’s Magic 101, which was playing all the sounds in R&B. I was a young kid who’d moved from a predominantly white rural area (northwest Georgia, just east of the Alabama state line) to a still rural but mostly Black community in central Georgia. The summer of 1988 is an important one for me.
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