The thing about Matthew is that he was one of those dudes who had impeccable taste in records, probably amassed one of the best collections in the Bay (which is saying a lot) and never, ever preened or tried to act Big Willie Style about it. He was very much someone who managed to be both social yet private (if that makes sense and if you knew him, you'd know what I mean) and carried himself with a certain serious gravity but wasn't stonefaced and certainly not a dick.
I have very fond memories of going to Amoeba right when he was putting out new used stock and joining all the other grippers in trying to score some cool hip-hop promo. I also remember running into him at Ya Mama's Cafe near the Oakland/Berkeley and someone (might have been my friend Omar actually) couldn't believe that "Africa" was his actual birth name.
I also did a couple of KALX fundraiser shows with him, which is normally a total drag, but with Matthew, he'd always bring out his A-game records and just kill shit. Funny, sardonic guy on the mic too; I'll have to see if I can find one of our old show tapes and digitize it.
WHen I started my podcast, I wanted Matthew as my first guest. Listening to this now fills me with equal amounts happiness and sorrow. http://goo.gl/GhQw0