Sunday, April 02, 2006

I aint Never Scared

What time is it? Looking around at phones, computers and clocks with conflicting times. Regardless its late and I just woke up. Aww shit, Snap or Die. Throw that in the cd player and lets go. Bouncing in my chair trying to remember the whole night. Looking around I see remnants: broken CD case, tattered flyers, battle wounds, aww shit audio posts, random scribblings and a whole snap load of pictures. Lets start from the beginning.

Last night started early and sober with the Big Art Show. Over 80 artists and a couple bands playing. Highlights include Nose, Isaac Bushkin, Jesse Rinyu, Jude Buffum and the Labold Brothers Ink with some dope shirts. There were definitely others as well that I didn't write down. Oh and this sculpture. Ok, enough of this sober art stuff.

Fast forward to Popatronix (for the seeeeds!) aka Metro and there is a line to get in. Steven Bloodbath on the tables. What up Emynd? Lager and Jameson special on blast. Head to the back of the club to go upstairs and there is a line! Whoa, I knew tonight was going to be crazy but wow. Around the line and we're upstairs Leanin wit it, rockin wit it. Brendan, Low B and Diplo tag teaming on the decks. Dance floor is packed and going crazy. Deluxxx is there and hits me off with the Snap or Die mixtape that I'm blasting now. Lix is doing his thing on the mic making sure the crowd stays hype. Bo Bliz in the place and hits me off with some flyers for White Tees White Belts this Friday sans Emynd but with special guest Deluxxx. Everybody's favorite Soul Travelers Q and Joy are gettin down on the dance floor, stage and speakers. MC Cool Disco Spankrock is here on some downtime before his tour to support Yoyoyoyoyoyo. Tommy Up rolls in with Junior Sanchez and friends. I talk to Josh who happens to be a loyal reader of 51:51. Hes been downloading tracks from More Bounce for awhile now and playing them at all the cool hipster parties in NYC. At first they're stunned but then they figure it out and can dance to it. Meanwhile Never Scared comes on and the whole place goes crazy. The dance floor turns into a moshpit and the crowd chants "I AINT NEVER SCARED". Afterwards I head to get a drink and run into Cullen Stalin from Baltimore celebrating his birthday. Its nearly 2, well 3, and the party is only half done.

Listen to the energy in the audio post from Lix. Next up is your girl Q. Needless to say last night was huge and Brendan was seriously hyped

Lights on, music off. I check my phone and its says 3:21. Wow, that late already? Oh right, daylight savings time. We're out and head to Transit for the afterparty along with the rest of Metro. Another line waiting to get in. We're in. John Redden is on the main floor. I head downstairs and King Britt is doing his thing with those smooth grooves. This is a nice change of pace for a minute but I still have "Never Scared" silently playing so I head up to the attic. Oxy Cottontail is on and provides the real soundtrack. Ultraviolet is up next along with Amanda Blank and Rose from Sweatheart. The crowd is in a frenzy as the girls are the Queens of the room right now. The energy in the air is unstoppable. These points are exactly why we go out. Nothing else matters. You're dancing you're ass off with good music in the background along with a couple hundred of your closest friends. These points recharge you and get you past whatever difficulties you've had or will have. Back to the club and Amanda finishes so I head downstairs to check out the rest of the club. Junior Sanchez is on and rocking the main floor with that dirtyelectrohouse. Back to the basement and Britt is rocking the crowd with block rocking beats. A circle forms and the breakers do their thing with spins, footwork and more. Back to the attic and Bliz is ready to go on but the lights come on. Party is over and my phone says its only 5 something. We head outside to go home and there are a number of cops outside. There is typical standing around, trying to figure out where we're going to go now. This is all interrupted though by a rather rude cop who seems to have a Napoleon complex. Calm down man. Fine, we'll move just chill out.

Its so nice out that I decide to walk home. On the way Casi G runs into someone he knows coming out of a house party. So after successfully catching the cat who was trying to escape, we head upstairs. Typical house party at 5 am. Lots of drunk people sitting around. Apparently there was a toga party at some point. Surprisingly there is still a lot of alcohol. Someone brought Cristal Aguardiente. Its from Colombia and is the South American version of Sambuca. At some point we finally decide to stumble home. Its light out and it seems like we should go to sleep so that we actually get up at a decent time. So much for that.

Check out the pictures. Trig also took some pictures. Angelo was at Transit and posted his as well. Possibly more coming soon.

1 comment:

cullen stalin said...

Correct assessment on the cop. Dude was b-u-g-g-i-n-g. Homeboy, chill out, you're going to catch an ulcer!

Anyway, thanks for the birthday drink homie...