Biography Of Quote Jones
The only way for me to explain this movie to you is in first person. So you may want to get your popcorn now! let’s begin.
I was born to Elaine Pigford and Joseph Lester Jones on January 15th, 1988 10:31am, at Temple University Hospital weighing 5lbs 13.5oz. My name? Quincy Joseph Jones a.k.a Quote Jones, I was born & raised in Richard Allen Projects, North Philadelphia. I wasn’t a ordinary kid to begin with, I always stood out. I was the youngest of my siblings and the only child in the household ,which made growing up in life very difficult. Born in the late 80’s raised in the 90’s, these were crucial times for both my parents. My mother was a struggling drug addict and my father was somewhat of an alcoholic (some would say). Although my parents had their struggles they both still manage to provide for me as much as they could.
I got teased a lot because my parents couldn’t afford name brand clothes. I would be teased for wearing Payless shoes back then, “Pro-wings”. All the other kids had on Nikes, Jordan’s and Fila’s, I had Pro-wings or shoes they would call “bobo’s.” I didn’t get my first pair of Nikes until I was about 12-13 if I recall. We had a lot of roaches too; they use to call my house the roach motel. But still I enjoyed living in the projects. Man the 90’s were crazy! Summertime in the projects was the best summer’s I had til this very day still. The cookouts, the water balloon fights, going swimming, and the music!
Ever since a kid music was my passion. At all the cookouts and parties I would go straight to where the DJ was and just be amazed by the turntables, speakers and music coming out of them. I listened to music from B.I.G, Tupac, Busta Rhymes, Method Man, Redman, Wu-tang Clan, Puff Daddy. Everything that was on the radio, from Big Pun to DMX to my grandfathers oldies.
My brother was a DJ, I looked up to him a lot. Watching him DJ at all the family gatherings. I thought he was so cool, like a superhero or some shit. Back then I wanted to be a Disc Jockey, I just loved music, speakers, turntables and radio’s. These were my toys growing up as a kid. I even remember my first toy boom box as a baby, this brings me back to when I said I wasn’t an ordinary kid. While other kids were playing video games or watching cartoons. I was digging in the dumpsters in Richard Allen Projects, looking for speakers and radios I can take home and fix. I was a weirdo, I was always unique.
Life changed for me when I was about 11-12 years old, my parents separated. I remember this day more clearly than most. I remember coming home and seeing them both arguing. My father was packing all of his belongings into his station wagon. My mom was yelling and throwing pots at him. Then he just drove off, I don’t even think he even said bye to me. A few months later my mom and I moved out of Richard Allen Projects to a Hispanic neighborhood around Front and Allegheny. Everything I thought would get better only got worse. Because my father no longer lived with us, there wasn’t a dominate male figure in the house. My mother’s drug addiction had gotten worse. I had to meet new friends who weren’t good kids to be associated with at the time. Later my uncle (who also was a drug addict) moved in with us. The whole environment was much different from living in the projects but very much the same. I became familiar with the drug dealers who hustled right on the streets I lived on. At one point even played the lookout! Although life had changed dramatically, my passion for music didn’t. I continued collecting speakers and radio’s. There was an old lady who lived next door. She wasn’t too pleased with my loud music playing.
Life was still difficult. There were times I didn’t have food to eat. I would go to the gas stations on Front, Second and Fifth streets on Lehigh Avenue, and pump gas in people’s cars for $1. I made over $20 one day, went to cousins Food Market and bought oodles of noodles and hot dogs. I was 13 years old at the time. One of my most taunting memories is when my mother made me sell my VCR for $40-$50 so she can buy drugs. I remember walking in her room and seeing her in the bed sleep with a dude much younger than her. Most likely a drug dealer, (she still don’t know how I feel about that). My father came around ever so often; he still tried to do as much as he could for my birthdays and on Christmas. Him being around and back with my mom is all I wanted. That never happened; still don’t know how I feel about that either.
My brother came to visit my mother and I and when he saw how bad my mother was living and the conditions I was living in, he took me to live with him in Northeast Philadelphia; I was about 14-15 years old then. My life changed once more again, this time life got a lot better but far from perfect. I had my first rap cipher in 8th grade at . John B. Stetson middle school. I was just playing around with one of my classmates. I had no idea what I was saying and I didn’t rap for awhile after that. I was starting my freshman year at Thomas Alva Edison high school. Freshman year in high school was quite the experience; I made Honor Roll for the first time in my life that year.
I was always smart; especially in math I loved algebra. Can’t say I did just as well my sophomore year, but good enough to pass. I was just living and experiencing life. I was the class clown being silly and making people laugh was my thing then. I cut classes a couple times, got my first job at Burger King, had sex for the first time. But most importantly my sophomore year in high school is when I began rapping again. I remember this day very clearly, I was eating my lunch we called them “Freebies.” My ex-girlfriend and a couple of my classmates began a funny rap battle. She and I starting battling and she won. That same day I went home and started writing raps. The next day I asked for a rematch during science class. We began battling and I was just saying all types of crazy stuff, my classmates were hyping me up she couldn’t compete with me. Since then rap has been everything for me.
When I moved with my brother I didn’t make any new friends in the neighborhood for awhile, so I always stayed in the house and just listened to music all day writing my raps. My brother had his DJ equipment in the basement. I would go down there, set up the microphone and start recording my songs on cassette tapes.
When I started rapping again and writing songs I was most influenced by Jay-Z, Eminem and 50cent. I had the weirdest raps, I didn’t let nobody hear me because I knew I wasn’t lyrically ready. At school I found out one of my classmates “Lester” also rapped. I was really influenced by him, I would study how he rap and wrote rhymes taking notes for myself. I remember after school one day Lester was battling some other cat. Everybody gathered around in a circle to view the spectacle. They both were talented, I was just observing taking notes. No one knew I was writing raps at the time. I had an incident at my brother house which forced me to move out and move with my grandfather.
Grandpa always had the oldies on, James Brown, Sam Cook, Marvin Gaye, Ray Charles, the Temptations. Every group you can name from back in the day. My closes cousins all lived with my grandfather, man we did everything there! I don’t think kids were doing the things we were doing back then. My brother moved his DJ equipment to my grandfather’s crib about that same time. I had it setup in the second floor front room. I had the microphone in the closet, that was my booth. I formed a group with my cousins called “Closet Entertainment”. I would come home from school, go straight upstairs an just be recording on cassette tapes all day. My cousins use to make fun of me, I was still whack, I had a long way to go.
Once I got my first Job at Burger King having money, clothes and food was no longer a problem. I was the first one out of all my closes cousins together to get a real job. I never depended on any one to take care of me I knew I was the only one to get me what I wanted and needed. I went from wearing Payless shoes to wearing $120 Timberland Boots, Rocking throwback Jerseys, Rocawear jeans, any and everything I could get with the money I earned working. I was far from that kid in the projects living in the roach motel. Girlfriends were no longer a problem.
I was 17 when one of my most influencing cousins got killed, one of the worst years ever. After his death I became close friends with his close friend “Shawn Harris” we called him “Shiz Bangga”. Ironically he also rap and was real good, we connected instantly and began writing songs together.
I began going to a recording studio not too far from the projects I was raised in called “Hidden Beats Studio”. I started recording my first 2 mixtapes there; I went by the name “Cue”. My first mixtape was called “The Best of Cue-Da’Freshman” I made a little CD cover for it. Burned like 100 CDs and just passed them out at school and in the streets. Around this time I had gotten transferred from Edison to Simon Gratz High School where I started my 11th grade year at. I only made a hand full of friends there and flirted with a few girls. I didn’t trust nobody there. I was a good student but was more focused on getting money at work and working on my music than anything. I managed to pass still with solid good grades.
After I recorded my first two mixtapes, “The Best of Cue” and “ The Best Of Cue Pt.2”. The studio I recorded at just up’s an moved to a new location . After finally finding a good recording studio in Norristown, PA. I began working on my third mixtape “Unexpected Vol.1”, my flow and rhymes elevated to a new level. I started networking more, utilizing websites like Myspace and Datpiff.com to promote my music. I got a CD cover designed for me, ordered 5,000 CD covers, got flyers and posters printed out. I started off with over 500 CDs burning them on my computer all from the muscle by myself. Think it took me over week; I went round the city putting my mixtapes in every record store I could find. I changed the name of the group from “Closet Entertainment” to “Slick Mouth Entertainment”. I Got hoodies, shirts and hats made with the logo on them. I had my cousins, friends, girlfriend and co-workers wear them and help pass out CDs. My first performance at a talent show was at a club called “923”. I still wasn’t lyrically ready. Around that time artists like Meek Mill, Reed Dollars and Joey Jihad had the city on smash. They were way ahead of me, I couldn’t do the things they did or said. While other underground artists in Philly were free styling on mixtape DVDs I never wanted to be known that way. It just wasn’t me; I felt I needed to take a different route. After I dropped “Unexpected Vol.1” few months later I dropped another mixtape, “Unexpected Vol.2”.
I connected with a known DJ named DJ Nophrillz. This time I went all out putting every dollar I could save into this project. I bought thousands of flyers and posters had them put up all around the city. I put mixtapes in every record store, mall, shopping center I could find. Doing everything by myself mainly, like I said I never depended on no one. I had over 5,000 friends on MySpace and was learning as much as I could about the music industry. But still wasn’t lyrically ready and with no manager or real team behind me I still didn’t see the success.
I struggled hard trying to get the recognition I needed. Shortly after I dropped “Unexpected Vol.2-Hosted by DJ Nophrillz”. I lost my job at a hotel my brother got me. I was broke, discouraged and I didn’t know what to do. I basically just gave up on becoming a recording artist. music was all I thought about though. I met another Philly artist by the name of “Cann Smith”, we both connected. I soon found out there was a label already called “Slick Mouth” and I couldn’t use that name no more. And failing to achieve my goals with Unexpected Vol.2“. I joined forces with Smith and changed my name to “CueBoy”, we had a lot in common. We made trips to Delaware hustled our mixtapes at shopping malls, bowling alleys, gas stations and many other popular areas in Delaware. Selling our mixtapes for $3 a pop, with no job, no income, and bills needing to be paid. I was grinding until my toes bled.
This was my first time in Delaware; I got more of a hustler state of mind. Smith and I discussed so many plans, he opened my eyes to things I never looked at or thought about. Over the next 2-3 years we threw parties. Made trips to New York City, Delaware, New Jersey and Atlanta, Georgia to promote our music We were doing everything independently. After creating a little buzz in Philly, I began recording songs again at Smith Recording Studio. I watched him use Pro-tool and learned how to use it through observing him. My Uncle Martin and I put together our own recording studio at my grandfather’s house.
Everything was going great, but of course good things tend to not last long for me. We had trust issues which left Me and Smith not on speaking terms.
I quickly dropped a mixtape with the songs I recorded at his studio called “The Next Hustler “ in 2010. After the fallout I was on my own again, with more knowledge, experience and my own Recording Studio. I had no plans on giving up on my music or slowing down. I began working on my next mixtape “The Next Hustler2”. Founded my own Independent Recorded Label, “17th Nation Music Group”. Which I named representing the neighborhood where my grandfather lived that I consider my only true home. I was beginning to write an record songs on a much higher scale. I then became lyrically ready for the Music Industry. Through the help of an Art Institute student named Alexander Ayabe, I shot my first music video for a song I wrote. Called “Show Love 2 My Haters”, began promoting #TNH2 on hundreds of websites. From coast2coastmixtapes.com to Datpiff.com to Thisis50.com. “The Next Hustler2” got hundreds of downloads and 1000’s of views for my music videos.
I then moved down to Georgia and stayed with relatives I had down there. I tried to make a name in Atlanta and getting my songs played on Hot 107.9 fm. I was unable to get my songs played due to copy and legal rights. Dealing with the relatives I stayed with going through a bad relationship, it seemed as if the negative energy I tried to leave in Philly followed me there. Things weren’t going as planned; I was back in Philadelphia after only 2 months of leaving. I had to start over, take a different approach. I changed my name for the last time from “Cueboy’ to “Quote Jones”. Started planning much higher goals, I wanted to be the biggest unsigned independent artist in Philly.
It’s now 2011; I created my own website
www.QuoteJones.com . I got over 4 mixtapes I’m currently working on and plan to release them throughout the year. I’m also preparing to release my 5th mixtape called “#NoFans” which I plan to release summer 0f 2011. I plan to drop a R&B mixtape shortly after that called “#SexSymbol” which is aimed to expand my female fan base. I have a Single called “Sit High or Sit Low” available on Cdbaby.com/ ITunes, Amazon, Rhapsody and dozens more. I will soon start my Chasing Dreams Promo Tour, and begin performing at as many places that will open their door and allow me to grace the public with what I do best!. I’m just getting started though I plan on being in the Music Industry for awhile. This is only half the story, when I’m finished the whole world will remember Quote Jones as one of the greatest and most influential recording artist to live.