Not everyone knows this, but my love for The Roots is not blown out of proportion (in my humble yet dramatic opinion). In fact, it’s almost ingrained, considering year after year, the iconic Roots Picnic falls on my birthday weekend. And yet, I never get hooked up with a press pass, not even as a birthday present! Instead, I get false promises and broken dreams of hanging out with Questlove for a few minutes. But this year, I got myself just a little bit closer.