Headed to downtown Jersey City for Jim Fabros' "Music is My Life". I was blessed to share the "stage" at Grand Banks with some ridiculous talent, while tweeting almost every part of the night. (This twitter thing will become the death of me I swear)
Q and I rocked our first full-band set with Alan. I guess months of living together beat practicing any day. I'll admit I had a few stage-fright jitters at first. "What song is next? When does the hook come in again? How am I going to pay for this tab?" Despite a few rough edges, we kicked off what was to become a pretty memorable night.
The Cancio siblings were up next. Music flows effortlessly through their veins. Laura's "Anna's Song" officially ties with Matt Sia's "Lost" on my list of "Songs You Can Get Married To, Grow Old To, And Make Many Babies With." Even now, my voice is still sore from yelling "MOMO!" (Thank you Jack Daniels and your key to my belligerence.)
I played double-duty, hitting up Nico's drums again for Jay and Pe. I was proud to hear how tight we sounded. We started the groove right transitioning from "TShirt and Sweats" to a spontaneous rendition of Usher's "Nice and Slow". Thankfully, Jay's voice cleared up. Thankfully, this woman (to the left) showed no signs of sexually transmitted diseases.
Ron Verbal and the Scottie Pimpins headined it, killed it, and killed it some more. No video could ever capture their live experience. Hip Hop is alive and well. And it can be found in Jersey City.
This weekend, I was able to spend some much needed time with a good friend, Ashley Clack.
From The Nuyorican, to The Forum, to good old Fusion Ti. The accolades go on and on. Honestly, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have hit up these open mics in the first place. You introduced me to the love-hate relationship that is slam poetry. An artform I hold much respect for to this day.
And you paid dues in dance as well. From Jazz and Tap, to dance crew heavyweights FR3SH and Rhythmology. You have endless potential. Glad to see you're pursuing the dream.
From Jersey to Chicago. Make us proud. (And tell Fong I found his copies of Buffy The Vampire Slayer at the apartment)
I've been slowly reaching the tail-end to a pretty eventful summer. If this is how it all ends, I can't wait to see what's next.
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