Biography:
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It all happened so quickly. Or so it seems. One day Sheed, Meany and
Fat were grease monkeys at a makeshift garage in their Bowen Homes
neighborhood, the next they were swiftly-rising hip-hop stars,
progenitors of a growing musical movement they call ‘‘hood rock.’ But
like most overnight successes, Shop Boyz’s rise to fame took many
years.
Cousins Demetrius “Meany” Hardin and Richard “Fat” Stephens grew
up with best friend Rasheed “Sheed” Hightower in the notorious Bankhead
area of Atlanta, the stomping ground of some of the city’s most
successful hip-hop artists (T.I. and D4L, among them). They worked on
cars, hustled, did whatever they could to make ends meet and when their
work was done for the day, they turned to their true passion: making
music. Their unique, groundbreaking style didn’t go unnoticed.
It
wasn’t long before a local producer named Richard “Fire” Harris stepped
up and offered to make beats for the group -- free of charge. Fresh on
his heels was an ear-to-the-street businessman named Brian “Bingo” Ward
who took the guys under his wing, put them in his studio and recorded a
bevy of songs on them, among them the group’s hit single “Party Like A
Rockstar,” a clever, hook-driven joint that is as much about living
life with fervor as it is getting your party on. Within four months of
its release, “Party Like A Rockstar” set off a frenzy of activity at
radio and clubs throughout the southeast and spread like wildfire
across the country. The electrifying song with its contagious hook
appeals to the spirited, carefree rocker in all of us – from school
children and working class dads to hard-core hip-hoppers and
blue-haired, Mohawk-wearing Punk Rockers. From note one, excited fans
begin strumming air guitars, crowd surfing and building mosh pits that
rival those of any major rock concert. “Rock stars party freely,” says
Sheed. “They don’t hold back. That’s the way we like to party.” And
it’s the way they like to make music.
The guys say the hook to “Party
Like A Rockstar” was stuck in Meany’s head for weeks. When he finally
shared it with them, they knew it was different, that it was edgy and
unlike anything else in the clubs or on the radio. It was the perfect
introduction to their unique brand of music. “I think our sound is
different,” says Sheed, “because we would listen to what everybody else
was doing and we thrived on not doing what everybody else was doing. We
didn’t want to be just like them and that’s not disrespecting them but
we want to create our own lane, not follow somebody else’s path.” As
for their definition of the newly-created sub-genre known as ‘hood
rock, Sheed says, ”It’s got energy and a rock feel to it but at the
same time it’s all about rocking the club, getting the club charged up.
We don’t want to say crunk because we’re not followers of the crunk
movement. We’re trying to have our own sound that’s still energetic.”
But in an industry that often encourages imitation over innovation,
Shop Boyz knew that coming from a fresh perspective could be risky;
still, they were willing to take the plunge. “Sometimes people are
afraid to take risks,” says Sheed. “Meany came to us with that hook. He
wasn’t scared to say something to us and take that risk and we weren’t
afraid to get behind him on it.” And a popular deejay at Bankhead’s
famous Pool Palace wasn’t afraid to put it to the test in the club.
“We’re just glad that DJ T-Rock decided not to second-guess our music,”
Sheed says. “It grew so fast that we were really chasing behind the
song,” Meany adds. The song quickly transformed into a phenomenon and
took on a life of its own, garnering airplay from Georgia to Texas to
New York and everywhere in between. It wasn’t long before Shop Boyz
found themselves and their label, ONDECK Records, negotiating a joint
venture with Universal Music Group, a move that would truly catapult
them beyond their southern boundaries and afford them the opportunity
to test their brand in unfamiliar territory. The verdict: a hit is a
hit is a hit.
Like their Bankhead brethren, Shop Boyz project a sound and image that
appeal to their street comrades but, at the same time, they shun
over-the-top vulgarity and shy away from glorifying street life and the
trials that accompany it.
“We from the streets,” offers Fat, “so if
you’re from the streets and I’m from the streets, there ain’t too much
I don’t know about. I don’t wanna hear about you not having gas for
your car when I can’t pay my rent. I want people to go on another
level….If you say you sold drugs, I did too at one point. You stole a
bike; I stole a bike at one point too. We come from Bowen Homes and
Bowen Homes, at one point, wasn’t the place to be and it’s still like
that. But in our music, we don’t have to talk about that. We can take
it to another level.”
Shop Boyz’s debut CD, “Rock Star Mentality,” is a sampling of the
creativity and diversity that go into each and every song that this
creative collective churns out.
Whether they’re flossing and having fun on a track like “My Car” or
showing respect for their ladies on “She Knows,” Shop Boyz tell new
stories in new and exciting ways.
“Rain Dance,” a sure standout, is bound to inspire some new moves on
the dance floor.
“It’s a lot of energy,” says Meany. “I think people
are gonna like it because you gotta dance to it. It’s another
movement.” And a group favorite, “Rollin’,” is a track the guys swear
is actually hotter than their blazing “Party Like A Rockstar.” “It’s so
next level,” says Meany.
From spending hours with their heads under the hoods of hoopties in
Bankhead to scheduling photo shoots and promo tours all over the
country, Shop Boyz are enjoying their success. “It’s been great,” says
Sheed. “We’ve been so blessed. You go from saying ‘Please God, please
do this, please do that’ to ‘thank you God.’
I used to wonder why I had
to grow up in Bowen Homes and why I had to see the things that I saw
and why my mama and daddy had to have me out here. But now it’s all
kinda coming together. I’m not looking at the fame and money part. What
I’m looking at is the fact that my son don’t have to worry about
nothing.”
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