Luke Sick’s Gurpuary Diary #1
Thursday, January 8th, 2009Photos by: MC Oroville
Uncle Luke has made a vow to hit every Gurpuary event this year and is going to be providing us with blow by blow and bump by bump accounts all month. Here’s the first of soon to be many debaucherous posts.
Luke writes:
I started my Gurpuary a week late, because I’m poor, but Wed. Jan. 7th I kicked it off in style. Me and DJ Eons began the evening linking up with my MC mentor MD to record the song “GIgantic” for an upcoming Grand Invincible limited edition release. Then around 9:30, I high-tailed to the Elbo on Valencia to watch the cats catch wreck.
First up was the vicious grind of Verlaten lighting off between finger-bleeding fast to cancer-crawling gobs of murder pounding my ear drums flatter than hammered shit; the mic on the drummer’s snare was so fuckin’ loud, it’s still knocking my brain, I loved that shit, good job sound guy! The Elbo was the loudest I heard it ever.
Then Quest got on and ripped while the the bands switched out. My favorite for this mini-set was him rocking doubles of Ice T’s “New Jack Huslter.” Players in attendence: Philo (with Eazy E hair, full-drunk, killing people with his mind), DJ 2 Fresh (chillin’), Eddie K (off that camouflage), Z-Man (off that DANK?! I actually toked a joint that he rolled, lit, hit and passed, then I passed it back and he hit it again!?!like five times, actually!?!, had to do a roach-pinch thing even, damn homie, how long has it been?!?! Watch he’ll be back on Cisco by Friday).
The next band was Go Like This. They sounded like an updated, more pissed off younger-brother version of Plutocracy, Eddie K and Z-Man hit the pit for this band and got moshy, but I was out getting pizza and missed the first half. Then I noticed Quest was DJing for them, making all kinds of ill noise! Go Like This started the theme that all the bands adopted for the night (not to mention the rest of their punk rock lives): KILLING COPS. I really appreciated that. Leave it to the Redwood dankcore to start the revolution, shit who else would? The front guy for Verlaten had SMOKE DANK written on one shoulder in black Sharpie and KILL COPS on the other. Very nice.
After Go Like This, Quest and 88 (getting drunker by the minute) blasted through some impromptu songs, and then Redwood City’s Murder Of Crows and the Shed Dwellas took the stage to rap about all kinds of ill shit ranging from pulling guns, on… well, everybody, to Stone Henge and conspiracy evil. Tizzo (from Shed Dwellas/Shadow People) is a killer MC; his raspy-as-all-hell voice was like an icepick on these uptempo mob-style like ’93 turf beats made by this dude Tommy who works at Gelb (guitar and music store in Redwood City). “Shed Dwellaz number one, straight born in the casket!” Eddie K and Z-man were both drawn to this, and started doing the Ms. Pac-Man (have Ed show you) and even Carlos was crip-walkin’. And, what more can I say about the main man himself, MC Stinkweed was the hardest working man that night, playing guitar in two bands and rapping in Shed Dwellas.
Then Eddie K. got on and did a loaded double-time disco version of “EK Baby Straight From the Sco” and kind of went berzerker when he got to the “like Mel Gibb in Payback” part. Then Quest did doubles of the break from PE’s “Night Of The Living Baseheads,” (thanks for pointing that out Z)… what is that break? I gotta do my homework, ’cause that shit is too ill. Every beat and scratch breakdown that Quest did between Ed’s party-rockin’ was on point. Philo had stumbled out by now. Where did you go Phi?
Then all of a sudden, who takes the stage? Muhfuckin’ PLUTOCRACY!?!? Well, the whole band, except Max Ward who they explained, “Doesn’t do music anymore, and lives in Japan, doing Japan stuff.” But, fuckin’ Plutocracy!?!?! then I take a second look… no! wait! Plutocracy with Quest djing! WTF! Epic fuh rea’! (Mayor you shoulda seen it). I heard Plutocracy back in the day tear down a KZSU live set on a Wed. night, and it was fun to hear them rip through about 5,6-15 of their short, fast, loud ones. In between songs Stinkweed was like, “If we stick to fucking gether, c’mon let’s destroy the fuckin’ system.” I went apeshit inside, but I was backstage in Z’s weed coma by now.
After that, Quest and Lobo, the drummer from Go Like This (I think), got on and destroyed my ears with some heavy ass Kelis beat noise/scratch shit that deconstructed in a very natural and fucked up fashion while Ed, Z and I passed the mic around, really fucking loud, and I went deaf for the entire ride home… word up.
