Dear God, forgive me. I have sinned. It was 30+ years ago, but let's clear the air now.

It’s 1988. I followed my heart and kept running. I also followed a TR-808 beat and met a new friend.

I wanted no part of a new school. Good thing I met a cast of characters who shared my old-school ways.

This wasn’t a cipher pitting MC vs. MC. This was a mustang’s horsepower up against a boombox’s will.

The boombox was my generation’s jukebox. Meet my most memorable boomboxes.