i'm starting to see after reading all of theses posts that any musical soul i had when i came down here has been eaten by this shithole city. shithole only in a musical 'scene' sense. nothing to blame but myself and money. i have not written any worthwhile music in a loooooong time.
i've cranked out a few things, but most of it is half baked shit. cable television and breaking 5 minutes for the mile is a lot more interesting to me than any music, outside of a stack of funk records Dong gave me to make space. It's time to sample, time to fight back with music, time to stop caring about Miami and it's scene of shit, scene of over fed fake ass hip hop wannabe's. Fuck 'em all, the goddamn gabber kickdrum is making a come back, the distortion pedal is coming out of hiding and y'all can eat a bowl of dick.

Damn, I sound like I'm 19 again, that's nice. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

GUNG GUNG GUNG GUNG FUCK FUCK FUCK GUNG GUNG.

And no more fucking requests, fuck you you stupid fucking bitches. Go back to kendall, hialeah, where ever. Do more shitty cocaine and die. Get drunk , get syphilis, and DIE, today, right now, in your Acura talking on your cell phone about tonight's party and the guy you sucked off in the parking lot all last week. Fucking die. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL. OMFG!!!!!! I'm texting while I'm driving Jenny, can you fucking feel me? I blew him on the hood of his chevy, etc, etc, etc.

DEATH.

weekend report

Friday:
199 songs....tried everything, but when you're playing to cattle with booze it can wear. A sober night always beats a drunk night at the lounge. Raggae, Dancehall, crunk, old school, etc., etc.., etc.

Playlist:
Snoop Dogg's greatest hits megamix
Notorious BIG powermix
Roots Mix (Althea and Donna, Tenor Saw, Dawn Penn, etc.)
Buju Banton-3 in a row
Mims-This Is Why It's Fucking Played Out but still works for the Friday night crowd airhorn remix
Party Like A rocktard remix (Young Weezy bay-bay!)
Crank Dat (meow mix.....meow moew meowmeow......genius)

Sunday:
Chocolate Sunday.....
Hey! It's a drunken spelling bee that lasts too fucking long and alienates people that want to hear music!!!!!!!! Jaeger dood! DUDE! Your word is lethargic.
A couple of guests played, running through old school hits like a crack whore runs through AIDS tests. Induce and I tag teamed for the rest of the morning.

combined playlist:

Bart Simpson-Do The Bartman
Chemical Bros. Feat. Fatlip-Salmon Dance
Aesop Rock-None Shall Pass
RJD2-a bunch in a row
Source Spoken: "DJ Doormouse on the one's and two's.....ladies, get your asses on the dancefloor!"
Micahel Jackson-Black Or White
Hoochie Coochie La La La

almost forgot....

August 11th went to St. Louis to do a 'Rave'. Got scooped up, went to the hotel, and then went to a BBQ in the hood. It was 'real'. Check out that grill....q-u-a-l-i-t-y. Really strange mix of folk. Locals, hippies, rave casualties, etc. I drank shitty beer and scotch to deal with the situation. Not the best idea.




Went to the rave after a nice dinner at a brew pub. More beer. Yep. The rave was at a warehouse. Very dark, underground feeling. Only thing missing was a proper soundsystem. I am always amazed when someone will pay for flights, fees, hotels, meals and all that and then drop 500 watts of sound into a place that needs at least 10,000. The show must go on. Ran everything into the red, freaked out x 10, drank too much beer, etc. Back to the hotel, airport, home.

Wow. Went to NYC with Nastie and his crew....
Ummmmmm.....
5 people in a hotel with the bathroom in the hall. Check.
Spirit air zero leg room flight. Check.
Lack luster show with sound guy that walked away from the board. Check.
OKAY THEN!



Last week....
Friday did Purdy. New Britney and too much something in a glass.
Saturday did Pawn Shop. Hello. Thank You for the money. Good night.
Sunday rocked Purdy with Contra on four decks. He was in the middle of a 10 day fast. I was handed a blunt every 4 minutes. It wasn't pretty but people loved it, outside of the crew that told us we sucked because we wouldn't play "I'm So Hood". Ugh.

fock it

well, it's been a bit....
gigs, more gigs, music, triathlons, salad, whey protein, etc.

current top 10 in no order

Usher, R. Kelly, T-Pain-Same Girl Remix
Oompa Loompa Remix
Kanye West-Stronger
Bal-Sogoth-The Ravening
Idonia-Chicken Head
Hasil Adkins-I Need Your Head
Richie Spice-Youths Dem Cold
Captain Ahab-A lot of their stuff
Justice-DJ Funk Remix
Nastie-Jewish Zombie Jesus

video fart

Skelechairs Video....enjoy

Summertime and everything's groovy.

Wisconsin is beautiful in the summer and Milwaukee keeps reminding me why my blood pressure and pulse is a full 15% lower (fact) when i am in the midwest. Lots of green, lots of mellow people, lots of whole foods for cheap, lots of Spotted Cow. Wednesday night I got the chance to play alongside Jordan aka DJ MadHatter aka Mr. Marsh. What started as a night of people asking for 'Wipe Me Down" and "Buy You A Drank" ended up as a hilarious after school special involving several people (thanks for getting it started Angelus) getting American Idol on the mic whil I ran instrumentals of every hip hop hit in the last 20 years. Ended the night with Captain Ahab to the delight of a few. Thursday I was invited to the smoke filled basement feeling bar V-Bar (complete with basement bathroom and no smoke eater, but two fans pushing the smoke deeper into your lungs). Why-B and D-On popped it off (literally, with the over the top pop) and I opened the mic back up (big up to Angelus and Burns and a few others for getting stupid).
Friday brought Anonymous to town for a night that included a pre show BBQ with Chuck Le Fuk (geriatric DJ cummunity liason), JuiceBoxxx(teenage sensation) and Dong (1998 Shepard Express Club DJ of the Year....holler!). A great night of fun and music in the ample and ready Artbar. Chuck opened, I played booty DJ, Josh rocked it 4/4 house style then dropped the amen jungle, then my sister and bro-in-law did their 'Haz-mat Hippie' performance, and I played new songs that I composed recently.

Wisconsin still holds on to my heart. I love the open space, the smells (yeast on I-94) and the folks.