Not saying I’m responsible for this, but, when I was 17 years old, “Breakin News” came out, and E-40 had an album signing at the Rasputin’s in San Lorenzo. I drove out there after school with a couple of friends and an empty gallon jug of Carlo Rossi Burgundy — what I thought would be a novel thing to have my favorite rapper sign. I was also, conveniently, and entirely thanks to E-40, really into drinking Rossi at the time. The line was way too long and hardly moving — everyone else had been listening to KMEL, I guess — and I eventually gave in before I even set foot in Rasputin’s. So I went back across the bridge, I’m pretty sure, to go do my homework. (This is partially a story about how time can make priorities look totally misplaced.)
Fast forward about eight years and I’m interviewing E-40 for a Complex piece about his catalog. While we’re talking about “Carlo Rossi,” I tell him this story, and, nice guy that he is, he tells me if I’m back in the Bay Area he’ll make it up to me, which I thought was a nice gesture, even if it was obvious neither of us would follow up on it.
Anyway, if you’re an underage drinker who goes to this bottle signing, and the line is really long, just stick it out. Also, it’s Friday, right? High schoolers don’t do homework on Fridays.
And you’re welcome, because I gave E-40 this idea (maybe).