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MCA was the best rapper in the Beastie Boys as well as the best instrumentalist, and he also directed some of their many brilliant videos. But he was never the “leader” in any way because this wasn’t a group that needed a leader. The Beastie Boys are ultimately a celebration of friendship. You find people you care about and who care about you, and you make a community with them. The Beasties, both as a group and as individuals, embodied this ideal.

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It’s very unusual for me to find myself upset about a celebrity dying. After all, I didn’t know them, I have no right to share in someone who did’s sadness. I didn’t feel sad when Michael Jackson or Heath Ledger died despite their contributions to their crafts. Even Elliott Smith, a musical hero of mine didn’t make me that sad when I heard he died.

MCA is different. I’m genuinely bummed out.

I think it’s mainly because of the identity of the Beastie Boys. They represented a certain identity in rap, one that’s a huge part of how the culture developed. They were brash, obnoxious, rude and fun. They were really fucking fun. Part of what makes rap so great is that it gives you that three or four minutes of feeling invincible and lets that little kid inside of you who wants shout obscenities at strangers and walk around like he’s Al Capone out. It’s fun. It makes people happy. The Beastie Boys were maybe the happiest rappers ever. They were just misfit kids who became friends and made music that they loved. It was the best craic. It’s why people love them.

When you add something as dark as a member getting cancer into the equation of such a happy band, you try to look on the bright side. With the Beastie Boys that was easy, their music made people do a pissed robot and jump around like lunatics. So yesterday when I heard Adam Yauch had died, it hit a lot closer to home than anyone I did not know in recent memory dying. Something I associated with such positivity was now twisted into something very dark and severe.
I’d like to make it clear that this is not the same as a family member or a friend getting cancer, and I’m not comparing the two, it just makes me a bit sad about the world.

Yesterday morning I got a parcel from Phantom 105.2 thanking me for a recent focus group I did. Inside was a little Phantom VW bus, a usb stick, a lanyard and a copy of Hot Sauce Committee part 2. I was thinking about the Beastie Boys all day. About how I would be able to play HSC2 in the car with my Dad on the way to the airport next week, whether or not to wear my Beasties t-shirt that night, whether they had announced new tour dates or not. It may sound a bit coincidental and frivolous, but I found it weird.

I just put on Shake Your Rump and it’s making me sad. Fuck cancer.

RIP MCA