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'Uncle' Ralph McDaniels, A Hip-Hop Pioneer, Still Inside the Box

Celebrating 25 years of his trailblazing rap-video show

For a generation that gets its music videos from YouTube and the like, it's hard to conceive of a time when your options in that regard were far, far fewer. In December 1983, "Uncle" Ralph McDaniels, a former intern and engineer for WNYC, channel 31, premiered Video Music Box, a daily show that showcased everyone from Madonna to Jimi Hendrix to New Kids on the Block. With partners-in-crime Ray Dejon, Lionel "Vid Kid" Martin, Crazy Sam, and Tuffy, McDaniels saw a market for the then-fledgling hip-hop that surrounded him in the city and—long before 106 & Park or Yo! MTV Raps—turned The Box into the first, and premier, source for hip-hop videos, launching the careers of countless MCs, including Fat Joe, Nas, and the Wu-Tang Clan.

"If there was no Bill Gates, there would be no Internet as we know it today," says Buckshot, MC for the influential New York hip-hop group Black Moon. "Well, if there was no Ralph McDaniels, there would be no hip-hop as we know it today. He was the first video show for rap, and a true hip-hop pioneer."

A quarter-century later, McDaniels still hosts the show, while simultaneously planning a series of 25 public events commemorating the anniversary. In addition to spearheading a July 18 concert at Central Park's SummerStage featuring hip-hop legends Naughty by Nature, Nice & Smooth, Rob Base, Chubb Rock, and O.C., the impresario gets the tribute treatment during August's Harlem Week, just hosted the Brooklyn Hip-Hop Festival, and is masterminding numerous one-off hip-hop shows around the city, featuring such classic MCs as Big Daddy Kane, Slick Rick, and KRS-One.

"I guess when you're a kid, '25th anniversary' sounds old, but it's still fresh in my mind," says McDaniels. "I'm an O.G., there's no doubt about that. But at the same time, I don't look at it as old. I look at it like: We were there from the beginning, and we just still satisfying the public that's into what we're about."

For countless New York hip-hop fans, running home after school to catch the hour-long show was a daily ritual, on par with eating and sleeping as a basic and necessary instinct. And while Video Music Box never received national exposure, its influence can be felt in nearly all of its successors. "For me and hundreds of thousands of heads, you were checking Ralph at 3:30 when he came on," recalls Fab 5 Freddy, original host of Yo! MTV Raps. "It was the only way you could see that sort of content pre-BET, pre-MTV, pre-cable. It had a ginormous effect on the culture. Whenever people come up to me and say, 'Yo Fab, Yo! MTV Raps!', I always go, 'Well, the cat who did it first was Ralph McDaniels.' The show was a model and an inspiration."

It all started back in 1982, when, in an attempt to differentiate itself from PBS, a new show called Studio 31 Dance Party emerged on WNYC, with McDaniels as co-producer and voice-over host. "Video was kinda new at the time, and people had heard about MTV, but nobody had really seen it," he recalls. After a year, he retooled and rechristened the show, stepping outside the studio to shoot in different communities around the city (thus spawning the now-ubiquitous "shout-out"). McDaniels gradually became as well known for his interviews as the videos he played. A calm talker amid an industry of outspoken bravado, he'd always be at the right industry party or concert at the right time, capturing exclusive freestyles and conducting raw, spontaneous interviews with hip-hop's best. Consequently, the show became the first place to gain insight into your favorite MCs past the albums. Thanks to McDaniels's lens and microphone, personalities were displayed, trash was talked, and a cultural phenomenon was born.

Two years later, with MTV steadfastly refusing to play hip-hop, it was The Box that would exclusively broadcast Fresh Fest, an epic hip-hop concert tour featuring Run-DMC, Whodini, LL Cool J, and Grandmaster Flash. Watching a diverse, Nassau Coliseum–sized crowd on TV for the first time, the regionalism that dominated early-'80s hip-hop mutated into a united, city-wide force. "The kids in the South Bronx and Bed-Stuy, all they knew was that they liked hip-hop," McDaniels recalls. "They didn't realize that hip-hop was going out to all different arenas. If you never left your block, you didn't realize there were other people that didn't look like you that were into this. Even people in hip-hop didn't realize that white kids were going to the shows like that."

With the dots connected, it was inevitable that the networks would come calling. While cable's reach was limited at the time, MTV was still the behemoth when it came to distribution. But in meetings with the network, and Licensed to Ill still an unborn child, McDaniels was told repeatedly that "Middle America wasn't ready for hip-hop." Despite evidence to the contrary—specifically Fresh Fest's sea of white faces in the audience—he recalls that their attitude was: "That's cool at the shows, but television is a whole different story." (That "story" would change three years later in 1988 with the premiere of Yo! MTV Raps, whose cast and crew had all been Box devotees.)

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  • Darren Fulmore 05/12/2010 6:17:00 PM

    "uncle ralph is a very inspiring indivisual. i grew up listening to radio music box and i loved it. im happy hes still doing his thing.

  • kimmie 08/15/2009 4:38:00 AM

    can u even send me weekly emails and texts but i really need to get those hot videos u show on vmb on my computer somehow can u plz plz plz help me?

  • kim 08/15/2009 4:36:00 AM

    ooh plz plz,plz can u play that hot azz video live somewhere w/biggie smalls i it outside in a park u showed it about 12/08 and also there were 2 videos with the same name i think one of the groups were from harlem video is "the One" thank you so much love ya and your show me and my niece have been watching since 1985.

  • Dusty Nathan 07/22/2008 6:59:00 PM

    Eagles� Long Road Out Of Eden Tour - 2008 -By dusty nathan During the Eagles� three-day-stop at the Borgata Hotel in Atlantic City, New Jersey the Los Angeles band - who laid down their first tracks in 1972 in their self-titled debut -sounded better than ever. More energetic. More harmony, sensational sounds. Tight, together and having fun, they delivered a bunch of tunes that won�t soon be forgotten by a sell-out crowd, many paying more than $1,000 a seat for front section tickets, some front-row-centers selling for $1,500. As invited guests we caught the act from the 14th row. Moments after the show began, on time at 8 p.m. with no opening acts, The Eagles did everything they were allowed to do. Even the old Grateful Dead had nothing on this band when longevity of show is considered. After 3.5 hours they were given the hook, as the crowd sat expecting yet another encore as the lights stayed dark for five or six minutes, indicating a debate on the issue. But economics of casinos revenue must have won out, as they finally didn�t come back. Just prior to that they kicked-up a light and young Take It Easy, just prior to Don Henley stepping to the edge of the stage to close it out with a sad-ballad warning to everyone in Desperado. Personally, I go back all the way with these guys. They were Linda Ronstadt�s Band, prior even to her Stone Pony�s hit, Different Drum, and played a couple of nights a week, down the street from where I lived on Canon Drive, at a club called Troubadour. Back then, this band, as all the bands did, would hang out in the grassy center strip that divided Santa Monica Boulevard between sets. We�d hang out with them, as they were like the coolest older people we knew. Linda would come out too and they passed the joints of Acapulco Gold and Panama Red, and we�d end up with many a roach. By the time I moved East in the early 1970s, I was losing interest in my harmonic hometown bands, like the Eagles (Troubadour), Doors (Cheetah), Byrds (Gazarris), Buffalo Springfield (Pandora�s Box), et al. By now, I had been exposed to Bruce Springsteen and the stench that emanated from Max�s Kansas City, which included Blondie, Talking Heads, Lou Reed, The Ramones and hundreds of others. The Cars took me up and Marshall Crenshaw was a sound and tempo that represented my tastes a lot more than the Eagles. Then it was on to Europe, Alphaville; Elvis Costello and Joe Jackson. Long before I became a journalist, my tiny, but diverse, firm actually had a couple of top name national touring acts under contract. So it was culture shock ending up with this invitation to the Eagles. I insisted it should be a fun night, but honestly had no interest in their music whatsoever. I have a trove of their albums, but haven�t pulled them out in decades. Was I wrong? Wrong couldn�t be further from reality. This show was the shit. You want rock? Can you stand rock and roll? Then welcome home The James Gang. Joe Walsh, never second-fiddle to Henley and Glen Frey, stole the show. But �stole� isn�t the fair word as Henley and Frey often just turned the entire thing over to him and cameras caught them smiling and just enjoying Walsh as much as the audience, as he jammed with myriad guitars from 1950s Fenders to custom-made jobs, changing boards as often as most change ass-position on folding seats. It was one punch after the next, with tempo changes, drops to ballad and accelerations to �arena rock,� with stops in between using false endings and 4/4 alternatives intermingled with � and fading keyboards and quiet drum accompaniment from Henley. This must be said: Joe Walsh has a signature as honest and easy to recognize as George Harrison�s. And, Walsh, 60-years-old, is the greatest guitar picker in the USA. He�s alone. Doing all his hits - accept Rocky Mountain Way - Walsh put on a helmet cam and goofed with the enthused audience, putting them O.C. on the two giant screens that flanked the stage. During Life�s Been Good the backdrop behind the stage showed old photos of the band for about five minutes, and when he sang, � . . . they write me letters and tell me I�m great,� Glen Frey was rolling his eyes. Haha! Walsh did Walk Away and Guilty of the Crime as if in a confessional. His guitar work on Heartache Tonight, Life In The Fast Lane, and Dirty Laundry were beyond description. One can only say, men like Clapton or even the youngest guns had better not get into a Battle of the Bands with this fella. The set was complete: Take It Easy Witchy Woman Peaceful Easy Feeling Desperado Tequila Sunrise Already Gone The Best of My Love I Don�t Want To Hear It Love Will Keep Us Alive Lyin' Eyes One of These Nights Take It to the Limit Hotel California Guilty of the Crime Walk Away Life in the Fast Lane Victim of Love Boys of Summer Dirty Laundry The Last Resort New Kid in Town Heartache Tonight The Sad Caf� I Can't Tell You Why The Long Run In the City Hole in the World Also an acoustic set where Henley, Frey, Timmy Schmit and Walsh were down front on barstools ala CSNY. Nice. They did a number of songs off the new album and these tunes were actually some of their best work ever. Schmit has always been a real singer. Henley and Frey were on edge and exciting. The hired hands included a guitarist (Stuart Smith from Arlington, VA) almost as good as good is. Schmit did three songs: �I Don�t Want to Hear Anymore�, �I Can�t Tell You Why� and �Love Will Keep us Alive�. His voice a tad shaky on the first song. Glenn Frey announced the band: Smith (guitars, mandolin, keyboards, backing vocals), Michael Thompson (keyboards, trombone), Will Hollis (keyboards, backing vocals), Richard Davy (keyboards), Scott Crago (drums, percussion), Al Garth (Manassas), Bill Armstrong (Horns), Christian Mostert (sax), Greg Smith (sax, percussion). These guys were from all over the globe, one used to be with Loggins and Messina. I don't recall a tour where tickets have began at one set of prices and have gone up 10 fold on the face as the tour progressed. Tickets are hard to find, but if you can find one, buy one. You'll never forget this show. They killed.

  • Tuffy Questell 07/17/2008 8:16:00 PM

    Ralph McDaniels and VMB made hip-hop a household appreciated and acceptable structure. My parents did NOT understand why we wanted to go to the "JAMS" or parties in the parks back in the days, but Ralph and Lionel brought my parents to the screen in "their home based" comfort zone and once they saw that mainstream was starting to embrace the sound and vibe of our music, they loosened their grip on their kids and allowed us to enjoy our musical culture as it was growing around us, in us and within our peers!! I am thankful for my time on VMB as well as my time watching VMB prior to joining the team and making a difference in the game called hip-hop. Blessings, Tuffy

  • Kevlar 07/17/2008 7:12:00 PM

    WOW, 25 years is a long time. I grew up on Video Music Box, glad to see you come this far. Check out his site, www.onfumes.com, it's HOT!

 

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