So, Daddy Wrall’s car got stolen.
Not recently–this was years ago, say 2000 or so. He had just finished playing a show with some friends of ours and pulled his car around in front of a venue to load out. He was carrying his drums* out one or two pieces at a time and loading them into the way back of his ’91 Chevy Blazer. The hatch was open on the back and just as he was about to put in a few more drums, the car started moving. Someone was inside and driving off with his car–drums and all!
*Yes, once upon a time, the front man from Miss Fairchild was a drummer.
At first, he figured it was a friend of his who was just going to drive around the block and return the car, but soon enough, he realized that his car wasn’t coming back. Wrall walked down to the police station and told them what happened, mostly to no avail. He called the taxi companies to ask them to keep a look out. He looked all night. He called in sick to work the next day. He and his step father drove to the far corners of the island looking for his car.* They drove on all of the public access beaches. They went to all of the cliffs that the car could have feasible been driven off of.
*Seriously, they weren’t going to pay to put the thing on the boat and risk getting caught. This had to be a joyride.
Eventually, after hours of searching in daylight, Wrall was about to give up. He was returning from 40th Pole, a beach that often has nighttime parties. His step father was driving down Cliff Road when Wrall spotted his ride in the parking lot of a local sandwich joint. The hatch was still open. The drums were still in it. Nothing was missing. Except…
A Case Logic CD holder with 100 CDs in it. At the time, Wrall had two CD cases with all of his CDs in it: a 100 disc holder, completely full, with a mix of soul and rock, which had been in the car, and was now gone forever, and a 200 disc holder, three quarters full, with exclusively gangster rap.* I’m talking 150 CDs by Tupac, Snoop Dogg and E-40. But not just the popular acts. We also had Yukmouth, Spice 1, everything available by all members of Tha Dogg Pound, B-Legit, C-Bo, all of DJ Quik’s protégés, including AMG, Suga Free, Mausberg, 2nd II None, Darkside, Playa Hamm, and much much more. Wrall was left with nothing by gangster rap to listen to, which consider his organizational methods, seemed to be just fine with him.**
*To review: 100 discs of all kinds of music except gangster rap, full, with no room for growth, and 150 discs of gangster rap, with room for 50 more. Wrall had given up on all music except gangster rap, it would appear. That’s the area in which he left room for growth. No jab to gangster rap, but isn’t this a little limiting?
**Also to be noted, Wrall had just bough the newest record by Too $hort, which was in the car’s CD player at the time, leaving him with yet another gangster rap offering to choose from.
Now, I’m not really sure what this all means, except that it’s important to note the following: starting in the fall of 2000, Wrall was fully committed to gangster rap, partially by his choice and partly by the choice of this joy-riding thief. Somebody decided that they didn’t need to the car, didn’t need the drums, didn’t need anything else of value from his car. But they did need to leave him with a whole lot of gangster rap and no listening alternate.
A little info for y’all, just in case you were interested.