The weekend has actually begun! The next gurp that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding pintsâ€¦Let it come. I repeat, Relly, Let it comeâ€¦Are jobs so dear or pussy so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of convention and sobriety? Forbid it, Almighty drunken liberty! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me Gurp City or give me death!
Start your Friday night by honing your freestyle technique to this grimey new Vrse Murphy beat. My boy’s back in the saddle.
Vrse Murphy – Mozart Wind
Then go check out X-Clan at the Mezzanine. And hope to death that Brother J plays some Dark Sun Riders tracks, because that shit was more slept on than a couch on a porch in Chico. Hit up Lydia for the guestlist, ’cause Lifesavas is on the bill as well.
Saturday night: Bring your menthol cigarettes, angel dust, zipguns, and get down like you were in a PAL cafetorium in the Bronx, and when Bam plays Soul Power by James Brown rush the floor like you were forming an Apache line to join the Black Spades:
Bambaataa Breaks 1SeeqPod – Playable SearchBambaataa Breaks 2SeeqPod – Playable SearchBambaataa Breaks 3SeeqPod – Playable SearchSunday? And still can’t get enough of the breaks? You need to chill the limit and keep bumpin’ “Ask The Dust” by Grand Invincible.
And just to keep y’all salivating. Here’s a song the Motel Crew recorded in a Bronx Cafetorium via Reno and the Bay. Doug Surreal would kill me if he knew I was leaking this. Fuck it. The song is called: The Style We Portray