Seattle: Sir Mix-A-Lot's (& Posse's) Guide to Broadway
By JayFerris
updated 27 days ago
A man, his posse, and a night that will forever live in infamy, not to mention the archives of Yo! MTV Raps.
Once Upon A Time
In the far away land of 1988, rap was still considered music, and $1/gallon gas meant that cruising the streets didn’t require a trip to Money Tree. An astute gentleman keen on living life in the moment, young Anthony Ray (aka Sir Mix-a-Lot) set out on an impromptu late night sojourn with his friends, or “posse” as it were. Join me now as I retrace their steps on that fateful evening, one that coalesced in a wildly entertaining adventure of bumpin’, bitches, and burgers.
To allow for the full effect of this chronological, turn-by-turn account, you’ll want to make sure you read all the way down the left column before moving on to the right.
This is also the location of the Oh Boy! Oberto Factory Outlet. It’s just like it sounds too; a giant store of assorted discount dried meats and sausages. Best to stock up the limo before heading on to Jackson.
This is also the location of the Oh Boy! Oberto Factory Outlet. It’s just like it sounds too; a giant store of assorted discount dried meats and sausages. Best to stock up the limo before heading on to Jackson.
This little hole-in-the-wall joint is a vegetarian Vietnamese house, and you would do well for yourself by ordering a gigantic bowl of noodles. For those meat-lovers out there, try stepping completely out of your element and ordering off their vegan “green” menu, as it’s definitely some of the best chow in town that never used to have a face.
This little hole-in-the-wall joint is a vegetarian Vietnamese house, and you would do well for yourself by ordering a gigantic bowl of noodles. For those meat-lovers out there, try stepping completely out of your element and ordering off their vegan “green” menu, as it’s definitely some of the best chow in town that never used to have a face.
Some people are naturally freaked out by Ethiopian cuisine, but I suggest you put yourself out there and embrace the well-spiced treats that await you at Hidmo. It’s not as traditional as other places, and features a lot of different cultural hip hop acts throughout the week. Back in the day you know that Mix-a-Lot and his posse would’ve opened this place up.
Some people are naturally freaked out by Ethiopian cuisine, but I suggest you put yourself out there and embrace the well-spiced treats that await you at Hidmo. It’s not as traditional as other places, and features a lot of different cultural hip hop acts throughout the week. Back in the day you know that Mix-a-Lot and his posse would’ve opened this place up.
Picked up the posse on 23rd and Jackson, headin’ for the strip yes were lookin’ for some action.
The limos kinda crowded the whole car was leanin’ back, Maharaji’s watchin’ TV with two girlies on his lap…
The Central District has had its fair share of crime problems throughout the history of Seattle, but tough love from the Seattle public school system has kept Garfield relatively clean. Good thing too, or else Mix-a-Lot and his posse probably would have gotten their asses limojacked otherwise.
The Central District has had its fair share of crime problems throughout the history of Seattle, but tough love from the Seattle public school system has kept Garfield relatively clean. Good thing too, or else Mix-a-Lot and his posse probably would have gotten their asses limojacked otherwise.
Ezell’s is one of the few places I’ve actually run into a minute before closing, fingers crossed that they would still serve me. Have no doubt that the chicken is what brings ‘em in, but it’s the legendary extras like cole slaw and sweet potato pie that has everyone coming back for more.
Ezell’s is one of the few places I’ve actually run into a minute before closing, fingers crossed that they would still serve me. Have no doubt that the chicken is what brings ‘em in, but it’s the legendary extras like cole slaw and sweet potato pie that has everyone coming back for more.
At 23rd and Union the driver broke left, Kevin shouted Broadway it’s time to get def.
My girl blew me a kiss she said I was the best, she’s lookin’ mighty freaky in black silk dress.
The closa that we get the crazier I feel, my posse’s on Broadway it’s time to get ill…
23rd and Union marks Seattle’s unofficial hub of soul food, with Thompson’s being one of the main focal points of the area. It’s just unfortunate that this focus is usually around some form of police activity and not the food.
23rd and Union marks Seattle’s unofficial hub of soul food, with Thompson’s being one of the main focal points of the area. It’s just unfortunate that this focus is usually around some form of police activity and not the food.
It’s Greek, it’s fairly inexpensive, and it’s miles above your typical gyro barn. First timers have to try the lamb schwarma, but be careful; this pungent, full-flavored dish is so inexplicably tasty, you’ll have to fight the urge to rub it all over your bare chest. If you find this to be a losing battle, at the very least try to make it home first.
It’s Greek, it’s fairly inexpensive, and it’s miles above your typical gyro barn. First timers have to try the lamb schwarma, but be careful; this pungent, full-flavored dish is so inexplicably tasty, you’ll have to fight the urge to rub it all over your bare chest. If you find this to be a losing battle, at the very least try to make it home first.
Cruisin’ Broadway and my wheels spin slow, rollin with your posse is the only way to go.
The girlies by the college was lookin’ for a ride, we tried to pick em up but we had no room inside.
We put ‘em on the trunk we put em on the hood, some sat up with the driver they made him feel good.
The posse’s gettin’ bigger there’s much to many freaks, my muffler is draggin’ my suspensions gettin’ weak…
If I were you I’d swing in here to pick up some Trojans, and make sure when the time comes you double bag your beef missile. Girlies by the college that get into random limousines are awesome, but who knows what they’re bringing with them that you want no part of.
If I were you I’d swing in here to pick up some Trojans, and make sure when the time comes you double bag your beef missile. Girlies by the college that get into random limousines are awesome, but who knows what they’re bringing with them that you want no part of.
Some originally thought that Mix-a-Lot was referring to the “college girlies” of nearby Seattle University. However, Seattle University is a Jesuit school and it’s girlies are long in bed by the time SMaL and his posse are on Broadway. What they’re looking for is those filthy community college girls anyway.
Some originally thought that Mix-a-Lot was referring to the “college girlies” of nearby Seattle University. However, Seattle University is a Jesuit school and it’s girlies are long in bed by the time SMaL and his posse are on Broadway. What they’re looking for is those filthy community college girls anyway.
This mini-mall is all sorts of crazy—both filled with some crazy good shops like Trendy Wendy and Urban Outfitters, and literally rife with crazies. Not that it’s dangerous, but I’d be lying if I said I never went out of my way to go here in hopes of having a funny vagrant/hipster/transsexual story to tell later.
This mini-mall is all sorts of crazy—both filled with some crazy good shops like Trendy Wendy and Urban Outfitters, and literally rife with crazies. Not that it’s dangerous, but I’d be lying if I said I never went out of my way to go here in hopes of having a funny vagrant/hipster/transsexual story to tell later.
Pizza connoisseurs and drunken frat boys alike will love Pagliacci’s authentic-style dishes. This isn’t the kind of pizza you just settle on, eating robotically and purely for the sustenance. This is the kind of pie you take your first bite of, then do the whole “gaze at it while nodding your head in extreme approval” move. You know the one I’m talking about.
Pizza connoisseurs and drunken frat boys alike will love Pagliacci’s authentic-style dishes. This isn’t the kind of pizza you just settle on, eating robotically and purely for the sustenance. This is the kind of pie you take your first bite of, then do the whole “gaze at it while nodding your head in extreme approval” move. You know the one I’m talking about.
Now the freaks are gettin’ hungry in Mix A Lot’s treatin’, we stopped at Taco Bell for some Mexican eatin’.
But Taco Bell was closed the girls was on my tip, they said go back the other way we’ll stop and eat at Dick’s…
The Taco Bell that Sir Mix-a-Lot was referring to was a bit of a local joke, as it had a sign in the window that said “Open 24 Hours,” although the sign was never turned on nor was the Taco Bell open 24 hours. It’s closed now, which is just as well, as we now get to go back the other way and stop at Dick’s!
Dick’s is the place were the cool hang out, the SWASS like to play and the rich flaunt clout.
Posse to the burger stand so big we walk in twos, we’re gettin’ dirty looks from those other sucka crews.
Kid Sensation dropped a 20 and didn’t even miss it, this skeezer from another crew she picked it up and kissed it.
Her boyfriend’s illin’ he went to slap her face, my homeboy PLD cold sprayed the boy with mace.
Cuz I never liked a punk who beat up on his girl, if you don’t have game then let her leave your world.
We took the girl with us, with him she rode the bus, she gave the boy the finger and the sucka starts to cuss,
Boy I got a def posse you got a bunch a dudes, your broke cold crying about the rock man blues.
Ya beat up on your girl and now your all upset, she’s with the Mix-A-Lot posse on the Broadway set…
Other than their awesome shakes and ice cream, Dick’s has about 5 meal items on it’s menu. Don’t get me wrong, it’s more than ample to satisfy even the most discerning individual. I only wish I had more than two hands to shovel them into my gaping maw.
Other than their awesome shakes and ice cream, Dick’s has about 5 meal items on it’s menu. Don’t get me wrong, it’s more than ample to satisfy even the most discerning individual. I only wish I had more than two hands to shovel them into my gaping maw.