Fuck. Where to even begin. I didn't realize it until last year, but Marshall has been inspiring me for over a decade. I still remember the first time he made an appearance in my life. The year was 1999. My friend Bernadette came into her room and climbed up into the bunk-bed next to me holding The Slim Shady LP .
She was so excited and crushing hard and honestly, I didn't get it. Mind you, I grew up in a household that listened to classic rock, alternative, jazz, blues...everything but rap or has my mother and father both put it "Crap." They didn't get the beauty in Rap and when Bernadette was beside herself with excitement, I just sat there, looking down at the c.d. case having no interest in what-so-ever.
It wasn't until his release of The Eminem Show and while living in Chicago that I started listening to his music but even then, there was no lover affair with his music, just appreciation.
My love affair with his Eminem's music didn't truly begin until his music affected me personally...
It's crazy how someone I've never met can affect me. There are moments when his words strike at my core and resound in shock waves which send chills up my spine.
It's why he's my muse. He's my muse because he moves me. He excited me. He challenges me. He motivates me. He inspires me. And because he inspires me, I want to share that inspiration with all of you. Which is why I am chronicling this journey.
I want to be able to look back and see everything that I did and know that I gave it my absolute all and, even if he never sees anything that I do, I know that I did all that I could do.
Until then, I'm going to keep on grinding and sharing this journey with all of you.
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