We went home showered and popped in at the Clean Crew Cookout for the "Lobster & Champagne Edition" after Jouvert and Carnival and the swarm of bugs allegedly released by Boston Police LOL. The scene was surreal. It was the biggest display of individualism I have ever seen. I really can't explain what i witnessed. When Boston Police showed up to shut down the party, A cop turned to me and said "What the fuck, is this? A banquet?" Boston police have never seen people eating lobster and drinking champagne in Roxbury at a cookout. When we say fashion we say Clean Crew. So stop reading and click this to look at the dam pics!
Boston Nightlife Photos. GENTLEMEN START YOUR ENGINES!!
Boston Nightlife Photos. I pulled up to the venue and i heard people talking how Joe Budden's dissed Boston. So i ask what did he do and someone responded "he told the dudes to get off stage". Man listen, i agree with Mr. Budden. I have notice that alot of men have been rushing stages and trying to dance with an artist. I have even heard of a Boston Magazine owner throwing his boxer shorts on stage at the House Of Blues. I understand females doing dumb shit like throwing bra's,underwear and handing out blowjobs backstage. But i think it's important for a man to stay cool when thier favorite artist is onstage. Most women are are groupies...but yall dudes are rewriting history. P.s i forgot to mention that sexy video chick TIHARY was in the building....i'm her GROUPIE!
Just a bunch of crazy kids really happy to see their beloved Rap Starr.
Boston Nightlife Photos...Well i'll be damned. My proof reader is on a little vaca so i'll try to make sense. Anywho FC BOSTON'S #1 PROMOTER does it again. FC's parties are always a blockbuster from Tony Matterhorn to Passa Pass to Ding Dong B-day Bash. FC never fails, plus he keeps the door prices super low. I wish other promoters in Boston ran their business like FC. Now piss off!
Boston Nightlife Photos...So last week me, the ole lady and our Spanish exchange student took a drive out to Foxboro. The mission was to check out SHOWCASE LIVE. Showcase Live is a music hall that's inside Patriot's Place. Our liaison meet us at the door wearing an extra medium shirt. I told him that his shirt looks too tight. He retorted by saying "my shirt is close." As long as he can breath...Anywho, while we are breaking liaison's balls we can hear J Kool and B famous over the exterior speaker playing sweet reggae music. So we step inside to see what all this hoopla is about. On our way to the stage we pass MZ LIZ, V.O.G and a rather extra thick young women sitting in the VIP section. She's so thick that you could have spread her on a bagel. We said a quick hello and move forward toward the stage. We ordered a round of ice cold waters and waited for the opening act Home Grown Kush. Their set was pretty cool. I guess they are friends of Collie Buds. They even wrote a song with Collie Buds. I have to watch my sodium so I ordered another round of ice cold waters. While my girlfriend ordered SOY SAUCE grilled chicken. While we waited for Mr. Levy we were forced to listen to J Kool and Bucky Famous. They played a good set. People were on the dance floor dry humping or dancing whatever term you feel comfortable with. Barrington finally touched the stage and belted out the usual suspects. YAH WI DEH, MURDER, LIVING DANGEROUSLY, and the song that he says he's Broader than Broadway. Great show but even a better venue. SHOWCASE LIVE is all that and a bag of home grown kush...I mean chips. Now piss off!
Boston Nightlife Photos...I had to write that for the google bots. Moving along, I hope you kids had a good 4th. Mine was awesome! I grilled for my family. I cooked trays and trays and trays and trays of chicken and pork...grilled them to perfection. Anywho Thursday night was Ricky Blaze at Roxy Red or is it Pearl or is it the Matrix? RIcky Blaze of course jumped on stage and gaves us the hits "I Feel Free" and "How Mi Look" etc etc. Rasbeans also did his thing. I love it when an opening act doesn't over extend their time. Over all it was a good show. Oh and I forgot to mention that I almost burned my face off on the grill. Never spray a ton of lighter fluid onto a lit grill...I'm serious...I'm missing part of my eyebrow. Well I'm going upstairs to hit the hay. Before I do that I should finish my large Ice Tea from D&D. Now piss off.
All week i've been hearing "FITTY" is washed up. He isn't relative. He needs to work with Drake's people because that Dr. Dre has run out of meds. Rick Ross is selling more records than him. Listen kids i'm a grown up, records sales don't get me horny. I could care less about Lady Gaga's 10 zillion records sold. The bottom line is cash in the bank. Fitty says it best "we may look the same, rap the same, but our bank statements read different". This aint Music Biz 101 kids but we all know that artist makes cheese on tour. Fitty had a line that started at the front of the HOUSE OF BLUES and ended on Brookline Ave. A sold out show means straight cash homie. Now piss off!
Last night was the private veiwing of "WHAT YOU SMOKIN ON" by Cheddar DVD. "WHAT YOU SMOKIN ON" is awesome. Basically, the DVD talks about what people are smoking on in different parts of the country. From Boston to Oaksterdam, you hear from weed experts telling the viewers what's turned up. You don't have to be a POT HEAD to enjoy "WYSO". You can cop "WHAT YOU SMOKIN ON" at WWW.CHEDDARDVD.COM.
Holy Monkey butts, the last time I saw Dj Clue was like 10 years ago. I was working for "In The Trenches" The Source Magazines's street team. THE HARDKNOCK LIFE TOUR...damn I miss those days. Going state to state with a million dollar budget. Girls, Drugs and Hip Hop. Now look at me a fat SCHMUCK with no money taking pictures at night clubs. I got my first piece of supermodel trim on that tour. Running around NYC with CEO'S from DEF JAMS. I would pick up the phone and call Ray Dawg and say "we need 20,000 to go drinking tonite. Driving around in the Wrapped whip with JINKS, SHAKKA, and STAN. With Ja RULE "HOLLA HOLLA" beating in the background on our way to roll dice with our NIGGAS from MAG AND STEEL...........SIGH
THE ESSENCE OF HIP HOP
by: LP
(above is: Raekwon THE CHEF)
“You can check out what’s going on right there,” Bobby explained pointing to a flat screen monitor. Rhode Island shrugged and mumbled something about wanting to get in there before the show started. He left three bucks for his beer saying that he didn’t have any more cash…when Shakes and I could clearly see a five peeking out of his bill fold. The waitress returned and inquired about the three bucks on the table.
“Is this for me?” she questioned. “Its that guy’s money for your beer,” we explained. “That asshole!” she exclaimed. “He knew his beer cost five. Ugh what a dick.” Bobby reached for his wallet wanting to pay the difference. “Oh no, you don’t have to do that. It’s my problem,” the waitress told us. “It’s not the two bucks. It’s jus t the principle of the matter.” We agreed, finished our drinks, left her a handsome tip and headed in to catch the start of the show.
Rawkwon was introduced by his DJ on stage with base loud enough to rattle your ribcage. He kicked off the show with high energy performing C.R.E.A.M. And the crowd was cheering along with him, “Get the money. Dollar dollar bill y’all.” The girls were rocking their hips and the boys were bobbing their heads. It was nearly a packed house, which is impressive as six months have not passed since his last show in Boston. His Boston constituents can’t seem to get enough of him. I give props to all those who braved the 10 degree biting cold to come out and support him a second time. I parked a block and a half away from the venue and I still took off sprinting full speed down the sidewalk, stopping two storefronts away from Paradise to warm up in a corner store before standing in line to show the doormen my ID. It was fucking cold outside, but inside Raekwon was making Paradise hot.
Maybe so many of y’all came out for the much anticipated performance of old class hip hop act CNN, performing in Boston for the first time since CAPONE'S infamous lock up. Unfortunately Noreaga wasn’t able to make the show but his counterpart Capone was there and he held it down for both of them. Even saying “Noreaga held me down when I was in prison and now it’s my turn to hold him down.” And on stage that’s exactly what he did, getting the crowd fired up when he started his set with “Homeboy I came to party, your girl was looking at me . She's a Haggler. No, I'm not taggin' her. But you don't want those boys to come over and start askin' ya. So what you wanna do? What ya tryin' to do?" And with that everyone was keyed up. After an explosive intro he invited a bevy of ladies on stage to sing and dance with him as the show rolled on.
Raphael Saadiq....Takes Us Back?
by: LP
(above is: Raphael Saadiq)
Raphael Saadiq entered the scene and brought it one step further sporting a vintage inspired, red tuxedo with tapered pant legs and a matching bow tie…the epitome of a throwback. His high energy performance transcended time and place taking us back to a musical golden age. His backup dances were impressive stepping and grooving in perfect harmony mixing smooth Motown moves with their own funky renditions.
The crowd got rowdy when he began singing Dance Tonight. Audience members were singing along to those catchy lyrics, “First thing we need to do, is find brand new fits for you, make sure that you look good, make sure that I smell good.” The show continued on, a montage of different musical styles from slow baby making R&B serenades to rocking numbers with Saadiq on his white electric guitar. I caught the second half of the show from the balcony with Boston’s Hot 97 crew. I watched our very own Bobby Shakes shake it from the balcony along with Hot 97’s L-I-Z and Hot Sauce. From the floor to the balcony everyone was getting down. From my perch on the upper level I could also fully appreciate the choreographed dance moves and the skill of all those on stage. Saadiq’s keyboardist who was introduced as Charles from Houston treated the audience to a powerful solo. Saadiq on stage is surrounded by a talented bunch and together their music, vocals and moves are unstoppable. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end and in black tuxedo pants Saadiq gave us an encore ending with his very own version of the 1969 hit Let the Sunshine In. We all left humming that tune feeling transformed by an evening of classic and bona fide musical entertainment.
The Real Hip Hop Is Over Here!!!
by: LP
(above is: Rakim aka "THE GOD")
Rakim entered the scene with style and grace, and after finishing his first number he took a moment to thank his fans for their support over his many years in the Rap game. While they applauded he took a moment to pop a couple of cough drops admitting that he had a cold and asking his fans to support his strained vocals by singing along. The crowd graciously obliged.
As the show started I noticed that Technician the DJ was mixing Rakim down in a style unique to dancehall giving the show a one of a kind feel, making me think that maybe hip hop and dancehall are distant cousins. Throughout the show Rakim alternated between performing numbers and taking time to interact with the audience. He would take us down memory lane performing tracks like I Ain’t No Joke and then after finishing the number he would chat with members of the crowd, at one point asking us where we were from. Answers ranged from Roxbury and Somerville to Chicago and New York, proving this crowd’s diversity. And to that Rakim concluded “It ain’t where you’re from its where you’re at,” before beginning to perform In the Ghetto. At one monumental point, Rakim had everyone in the crowd chanting, “This I represent the real hip hop,” and “The real hip hop is over here.” It was moving to see such diversity of age and race speaking these words in unison.
Lastly, the show would not have been complete without a turntable interlude whereby Technician showcased his skills only to be joined by Rakim who surprised us all as he held his own on the tables. Afterwards he confessed that he taught himself to scratch back in the day and in the process ruined several of his sister’s Michael Jackson records. Before his last number Rakim took a moment to chat sports, telling us that it’s important to represent your hood and your city by supporting its different sports teams. “I’ve been a Knicks fan since I was knee high to a grasshopper’s ass,” he told the crowd. To which Technician replied, “I ain’t gonna front the Celtics got it this year.”
True to his warning as the night was winding down, so was Rakim’s voice and he finished his set with an acapella version of Follow the Leader. If you missed this show, you missed what felt like an hour of one on one with one of hip hop’s most revered artists. After the show wrapped, before heading back stage, he took the time to meet and greet his fans autographing every poster he was presented. If I had to describe Rakim in one word it would be REAL, and if you haven’t purchased his latest Album The Seventh Seal I recommend it to any of you fans of real hip hop.
