abelson:

#896: run d.m.c. - hit and run & don cornelius interview (1986)

the way the tinman in the soul train audience pointed his metallic gloves at don—our don, mr. don, the don—is everything there is to say about the man, except that he could stand next to run d.m.c. in their prime, just like he stood next to al green in his, and the glow emanating from his white suit was brighter than the one from the rappers in their gold or the sparkly tin man. “it’s called,” he says to them in his fireside baritone, “popularity.“