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As '07 winds down to what I felt was a fairly good year for me I decided to venture to The Pyramid for some good time goodness (can I say that?). I polished up the white Tims, polished my Ecko Timex, fitted the porkpie and I was out.
Once again, the gods gave me good connections and I was where I wanted to be in a matter of an hour and change. I was sorta thrown off a bit 'cause I ran into the PATHers and their ladyfriend...um...dammit! I forgot again!...sittin' in front of store a block away from the club. They were just takin' in some of the sights so I told 'em I'll see them down at AG.
I gets in and I barely had time to even get settled in... the main floor was playin' "Pump Up The Volume"! Whaaa? I didn't even take off my coat and hat...I went straight to the floor and blacked out lovely. Of course, the pretty I was, um, focusin' on was there...along with her mans...sigh...ah well, c'est la vie and what have you. I still got the music, my one true constant. Just the same, I flexed my peacock feathers, just in case...y'never know, y'know...Anyways, the DJ also throws on Grandmaster Flash's "White Lines"...whoohoo! C'mon err'body: "FREEZE!....ROCK! FREEZE!....ROCK!" I am so, so crusty!...and I LOVE it! After that I thought it better to leave, lest I forgets why I really came here for.
I walks in and and while I was passin' off daps to The BC and The 5witch I hears...well, it was pretty much...."not...and you're...."...as I got closer..."I'm not....not listenin'...then it hit me...I'm still talkin'...you're not listenin'...." Oh snap! Sol's got the "Chrome" remix on! Just like upstairs I didn't even take the time to get my outers off...I was literally undressin' as I was dancin'! Tossed the hat to the DJ (a move I would later regret), coat, sweater and bag on the nearest chair and took to the BlackReds like it was crack! Those thumps...those synths...they're just freakin' infectious! Once I got that outta of the way I calmed down (somewhat) and showed acknowledgement to Swabby, The Advct, The OverTop (the wrestler), JD and King Kaos (is he wearin' shorts? Where the hell are his pants?).
Soon Bianca and Kev drops in and me and his ladylove are takin' to the floor as we usually does. On the side of us is this...um...really strong-lookin' female. Her body was just beefed up like that. It's the only way I can describe it. She took it to the floor like nobody's biz (further inspired by her consumption of the alcohol) and if you're in the way, well, you won't be for long. Me and Bianca deftly avoided her juggernaut-isms most of the time (I got caught about three times...I was just a drop of sweat off them pythons!) while The Stalagic One dropped the goods. There was also this pretty in a shawl that I have to say was "vertically challenged"...I never saw someone fall down so many times in one night. Once ot twice, maybe. I counted like 5 times!...one time I swear she was gonna go head backwards into the TV! Whatever dance she was tryin' to do her body was not havin' it. I don't think she was drunk but I was never good at pickin' one out. In the meantime AG's First Lady Blue comes in and hugs were given....sigh...how can you not love this woman?...and it was back to assistin' JD and King Kaos (who seemed to have lost yet another piece of clothing in the process) on shamin' the BlackReds. Stalag started throwin' on a few SureFires...one of 'em was a Combichrist "Birthday song" for Swabby. We opened the floor and cheered him on as he swayed, gyrated, thrusted and poled (yes, poled) which got us pretty amped up.
Then Jai gets on and it time to get our teefes grinded. By now it was crazy crowded and it was gettin' a little harder to maneuver, what with Lady Strong Arm and this other cat in a shirt and tie. While it was all good he was into the vibe of it all he was also tryin' to get into the crowd as well...like literally be on you while dancin'. He was like that on me as well as one of Lenny's peoples (the one who rocks the the three-step stomp)...he could hardly get a rhythm 'cause Shirt/Tie was literally on his heels. By then he got the message (plus a quick rule of floor etiquette from ThreeStep) and it was all good. All of us just havin' a good run.
Then Advct gets on and drops his brand of audio justice. As always his sets are hybrids of songs that seem to cross a few genres at once but I'd say 90% of 'em are catchy and, of course, danceable. I really enjoy how he constantly surprises me with these tunes. Add on the able assistance of my fellow inmates and you got yourself in the midst of another good run (and Kaos is now shirtless! What the hell?).
I felt the legs beginin' to cramp up a tad so I takes a breather/water/Pepsi break (which seemed to stun John Dust's brother) and look on at the goodness of the pretties. As always I wiped up the puddle that follows whenever I see The Mouse (I didn't even know she was there!) as well as a surprise entrance of The Shiny One Herself and her friends. I'm still tranked by that new look of hers. There was also this quiet pretty that seems to know Bianca (with some tricky MySpace page stalking, I see that her name is Isis) as well as the crew of the Mexican Honeys that always roll thru. Of course Lady Strong Arm is still holdin' it down in the center (with her mans playin' bodyguard/dance partner) and I'm lookin' at Blue, King Kaos and JD still beatin' those tiles into oblivion (I hope he doesn't take off his pants). Then Lady Trill comes in we politick a little bit before John comes over and says, "Need you on the floor man...it's time to get crazy out there!" A few more minutes with Lady Trill and it was onto the floor.
The 5witch was back on the podium for his second run and he showed no mercy to us whatsoever! It was literally an onslaught of powernoize and the place was rockin'! It was like a damn oven in there but we were damned if we were gonna sit down! Handclaps, "what dammits", hoots and hollers from the Mexican Pretties, Lady Strong Arm deep-throated bellows ("that's my motherfuckin' DJ!!"), Blue Hipsways (givin' a certain Mz HipLash a run for her money), Kaotic and JD Eightsteppers (at one point I lost my gum from the aweness from what these two were doin'...I was like, "Oh sh-!"), the gnashin' of regular bodies with the newbies...it was just freakin' ridiculous! By the time the smoke cleared and Jai was done the only ones left standin' were King Kaos and JD (thought it would be me, didn't ya?) who were breakin' their stride for the next Advct set. Those two were not to be denied! Me and Blue sat down and just marveled at these two gentlemen like proud parents. Blue asks me if I'm stayin' til closing and I told her I was leavin' at three..."Uh, Rob...it's 3:30 now..." Huh? Oh dayam! Y'know what? The hell with it...I'll get home later!
It was at this point my stomach was like, "Hel-lo! Remember me?" and it was time to take it down and delve into the scrum-dillyness of a Ray's pizza slice. Kev thought it was a good idea as well (he was gonna go for those elusive fries that he and Bianca always talked about but even he didn't know it was 3:30) and we headed out to said Ray's (my dumb arse in a thoroughly soaked Ecko shirt)....once I got my Pepsi, it was mmmm-proper! Then it was back to the club where I got my goods...my poor hat was mashed lovely...arrgh!...damn that "Chrome" remix!...and it was back to Paterson.
What a way to end a year in New York! Big ups to the AG DJs for just makin' this one incredible run...hell, one incredible year!...and I'm lookin' forward to what's in store for The Eight...especially in the summer!
(Rubs hands gleefully)
Have and Happy and Insane New Year, peoples!
"FREEZE!....ROCK!"
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