Rewinding this back to 1994.  We are sitting in the playground after school right before summer is about to begin.  This feisty kid who was notorious for running around giving us wet willies had headphones on and bobbed his head every now and then.  I finally pulled his headphones off, placed them over my ears and gave them a listen.  It wasn't long before we were all singing the anthem of that summer.  REGULATORS!  Mount up.  From the exterior, I pulled off the look of a girl who listened to classical music, this quiet, studious girl who carried the same teal Jansport backpack everyday, teachers would've never suspected... but my peers knew hip hop and R&B always had a special place in my heart.  Music keeps me sane. Do these artists know how much they influence us?  How much it means to have a song on repeat, plastered on the brain?  Nate, you'll be missed but the GFunk legacy lives on for generations to come. 

Regulate