“So one night years ago, due to circumstances that I no longer remember, I found myself in an after-hours reggae bar in Tokyo.
At some point, I started talking to the owner of the bar, and it came up that I was into Japanese hip-hop. He asked if I’d heard of Flower Travellin’ Band. I told him no, because I hadn’t, and also because Flower Travellin’ Band sounded like the stupidest rap name I’d ever heard. I did not say the second part of that sentence aloud, but it was probably written on my face.
He shook his head at me and told me I needed to understand my roots.”