Wednesday, November 28, 2007

"Bucktown" - Smif N Wessun

So I was talking to the homie (won’t mention his name without his permission) and he’s in New York right now and it’s like damn. Fuck, even I get excited for my friends to go to New York for work or whatever. But he mentioned that he was at a bar with a bunch of suits and he heard nothing but classic joints (Itsowezeee) and stuff.

And that’s what I’m talking about. I think the strongest indication of any city or venue is their music. It’s a magnet man. You have a dope club and play some wack ass shit and it’ll either go for broke or it’ll level out with divorced lawyers and lame ass frat guys. Or you can have a shitty ass bar with good music and all of a sudden it’s the coolest place in town. The shittier the better, right? Well, eventually it gets recognition and then the yuppies come in and fuck it all up all over again. But they stand there, in the shitty environment, and they have no idea why they’re there other than they’re there because they’re supposed to be there. And you know, as the speakers praise the hip hop gospel, they’re erratically tapping their feet, itching and yearning for something familiar...

Usher maybe.
(Justin Timberlake hopefully)
But wait, I saw Hustle and Flow, where is that “Stomp that Bitch” song?
Let’s pray for some Jimmy Buffet
Anticipating, waiting for Sweet Caroline...

New York is full of said bars. The homie even told me so. First time I went there I walked into a random bar full of suits, and Tribe’s “Oh My God” was playing. The closest thing I’ve experienced here in LA was at The Dime (Fairfax Village). Walked in there randomly to celebrate a softball victory. Saw a bunch of Hollywood glam people, all attractive with sunglasses and cowboy hats and fancy, leather pants and they were all grooving. Paid attention to the snare in the beat and all of a sudden I was taken aback. If I was wearing Heelys I would’ve slipped and broken my tailbone. Today’s song was on and I was like, “Holy shit, that’s dope. These l people have no idea what they’re dancing too! They like to dance to this shit!”

I paused, then thought to myself, “Wow, that’s dope. I choose to live by this shit.”

Celebrate good times, c’mon!

-- Sonnyred

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I apologize for all the swear words. I’m just very intense right now. Every time someone mentions New York I go ape shit. The city was meant for me.

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