Sunday, December 7, 2008

I want to work for ... Diddy

I was too late....but was I really...?

Bad Boy I come sir


I'll start this off with saying...FUCK THE TEMPERANCE BAR...the guy that runs it is a kiddy fiddler, his bouncers are wife beating derelicts and their dress code is whacker than a crack smoker...however that behind me, Pete is playing their this Wednesday which is cool...his gig at Garden Bar was mean, would have been just a tad better if there were more than 50 people there, however Garden Bar and Shan are probably still trying to decide who fucked up, either waaaayyy...make your way down to The Temperance for one night only to see the man do his thing!....and never go to that ridiculous bar again...



NESIAN on new album!

These dudes are and could be officially the nicest cats to ever meet, in terms of the welcoming and continuous gratitude they show!!! For those that cop the album do it one way or another, lets get the ball rolling kiiiiiiiiiiid

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

AK ! ! !

Went to AK for the weekend again,....gotta gold card membership staying at Casa de la Sam e Ailsa...mean perks to the accommodation such as constant good times, snoring, eating, drinking, x box, downloaded movies, and more recently two consecutive movies that contain male front on nudity...g-o-o-d times...The numero uno Wes was in town as well so it was mean to catch up with the benchmarkers and see whats running hot and cold!! I notched another rapper off my list aka Scribe, met him somewhere on the same lines as meeting Devolo but none the less i drank with him, which theoretically constitutes as fuck all, as the bar tender at his local probably would have more of a connection and Im sure if I pulled him out of a burning house and then ran back in to grab his fighting goldfish he still wouldn't remember me...however despite this its mean to meet someone whos album you've thrashed the shit out of and played to your mates back in Europe!!!

We did a few food joints like this underground sushi place on sunday night on 3..? Queen Street that gave us cabbage with mayo....A WHOLE FUCKING CABBAGE with MAYO ON THE holland the feeling of eating this would be like walking around a playground when your 80 years old, no hair and a constant hard on, without having the pills to aid the limp!


Picked up some "female kicks" for Felila, on a day where the only one keen on going to Country Road was ailsa, and where we all including Liam (ailsa's brother) wanted to go home and K the fuck Out!

Anyways pulling on strings, gwann gwann!!!!

kanye wizzler


6pm work done, accompanied by a samoan, a tongan, a inked out surfer boy and myself (the gift of the gab), a bottle of alize and a bottle of Canadian Club, we made our way to the gig...missed scribe...caught Nas...and then saw Mr all the alternative fucks who actually understood why kanye serenaded him self for 20 minutes should all pull their knee socks up, tighten up the bow tie and get back to your gay bash swinger party, because that dude lost the plot...However in saying that Mr arrogant himself was rocking fresh J5's a must ... met the entourage in the morning...pretty much conversation went:

Dan: Yo what up...whats good....yezzzzzur...ola! etc etc

Black entourage: I got two questions for much and do you have a size 11?

Dan: Yeah bro what you guys been up to anyways...hows the tour?

Black gotta a toilet?

Dan: Ummmm no...but if you get me backstage passes ill catch your shit (exaggerated a tad)

Black entourage: Then what are we doing here?


He posed a great final question...what were you doing "Mr. I'm Kanye/nas entourage however this white muhfucker prolly dont know that i trim kanyes pupes"...I admit i eat ass when i need to...hell if its got $1000 bucks in i'd prolly rim lick and catch the aftermath...but dude you gotta be nice!

01:00am go to Sanwiches to see Nas, they want $30 im thinking .... EAT SHIT

Then Nas pulls up out back and I scream at the dude for a flick he looks at me and then walks in...I ask his lady advisor she says line up like the rest and buy a ticket...if youre reading this, eat shit, you think you're the bomb because for one night only you riding with Nas, but in 2 weeks Mr Jones wont even remember your name, and when you come crawling to Loaded for me to cheer you up with some fresh shoes and maybe some sneaker protector, ill probably upsell you a can of Ironlak and give you a bag so you can inhale the fumes!

One love Nas