I wore the cassette of The Cactus Al/bum out in my ride as a late teen. Still reeling from the onslaught of white boy rap by the Beastie Boys, I embraced 3rd Bass like they were my distant cousins. Serch’s high top fade and Chess King fashions appealed to me as I had yet to find myself, lost somewhere between The Bones Brigade, Surfer magazine and what I thought was South Jersey Hip Hop culture. I was obsessed with his NYC attitude and Prime Minister Pete Nice’s cane, pimp limp, and bravado, and I thought I could attain it by playing this record on repeat. Perhaps it was the dark beats, the Little Rascals samples, or the fact that 3rd Bass painted a very clear picture of the far away (but not so far away) culture of NYC that kept my curiosity peaked. Maybe it was the fact that I got a high top fade (and I mean Scoob Lover high top fade) that I thought Serch and I were kindred spirits. Side note: I am a white guy with no business or hair texture to have a high top fade. I used a lot of hair products to keep that thing up. Now the Beasties were my all time, and at the time, I had no idea of the war between the two that was going on behind the scenes at Def Jam. There is a reason why the Beasties kept going.