R.I.P. JMJ. I'll always remember seeing JMJ walking alone in the middle of the night down Hollywood Blvd. I ran up to him like a little school girl to give him a big hug. Man was super gracious and friendly. To me, JMJ will always be my first DJ hero.
Another related JMJ memory. I went to a
The Roots midnight Halloween show at H.O.B. on Sunset Blvd. in 2002 (just hours after JMJ's death was reported). The Roots went into an impromptu 20-minute JMJ dedication medley that might be the most impressive thing I've ever seen in-person.
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