Make Some Noise if You're With Me...

A super young Adam Yauch and Mike D in lower Manhattan

 There's a little girl dancing in our bedroom this morning to "Make Some Noise" by the Beastie Boys. She won't let me turn the volume down, or play anything else. It's kind of a nice little tribute to the Brooklyn's Adam "MCA" Yauch, who passed away this week at age 47.

 Zo has no historical context to place these beats in, or the fellas overly-simplistic but always some-kind-of-awesome lyrics, and still here she is jumping around in front of the mirror this morning getting her first lesson in Beastie goodness.

 My first lesson in Beastie goodness came in 1986 with "License to Ill" and ended up defining a big part of high school. Now, twenty five years later my daughter is discovering the reason why so many of us became Beastie brethren. She hasn't stopped moving for 40 minutes.  I'm gonna take some time today to teach her about the coolest white kids ever - Ad Rock, MCA, and Mike D - that's if I can get her to stop singing "No Sleep 'til Brooklyn," long enough.  She butchers the words but she's got the beat down cold.


Like a lemon to a lime, a lime to a lemon...RIP Adam Yauch.  You were a giant.

Now watch this and sigh.