This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Tonite I hit Labour of Love, its fucking expensive cover($50). But can you really put a price on fun? I dont think you can, tonite im going to dance like there is no tomorow, cause you really never know if there will be a tomrorow.
Im still off the booze didnt have one sip last night at the club. I am starting to feel proud of myself.
I also havent smoked any pot either.
Its that time again, yes its time for:
It all started at masta's house, when we found out we could not goto Ultra, Martina and maria came and were like where are we going to go.(martina has a new hair cut everytime i see her).
We then all hopped in Masta's car and made our way down town, I suggested Roxy Blue, cause i knew that there was house up stairs for masta, maria, and martina. But Drum and bass in the basement for me.
We past a Molson sign and it made me jones for alcohol so bad, but i didnt crack under the presure. The CNE looked really cool at night, I'm really sad that i didnt get to go to it this year. Maybe next year.?
We pull of the high-way, there was so much trafic downtown, it was hypnotizing. I feel bad for all the bums. i have such a bleeding heart. i know what its like to live on the streets, and wouldnt wish it on my worst enemy.
we get to roxy blue, a club very dimly lit. the only light came from candles. Last time i was there i was rolling in about 10 after last call. I called masta and told him to order me 25 rye and gingers. I came in and they were waiting for me on the bar, i paid my tab, drank 2 and then left. Im sure masta loved me that night. fucking free booze for him.
After watching my friends doing mass amounts of shots, i go out side to cool off. I hear something. Something good. Its drum and bass. I go running down the steps. Past the girl taking the money for cover and start dancing(i had a hard time dancing in my leather shoes, cause they weigh about 10 lbs each). I was wearing my sunday best. basically a suit, cause i thought we were going to an upscale club. The room stopped as i walked in, all the ravers looking at me "like who is this guy?" I noticed i knew the Dj, i walked right up to Slip and start talking to him. Then people started warming up to me.
My friends spent the night up stairs. untill i went running up to tell them this story: So the jungle is flowing nicely and people are starting to dance, then there is this fucking loser running in circles all drunk, pushing people and killing the vibe in this tiny room. This one guy says to me "if my friend wasnt throwing this party i would kill that kid" Then i light bulb went off in my head.
"tell you what" i say to the guy " if that guy runs by me one more time it will be his last"
As i say that the guy starts running in circles again. As he runs by me i stick my foot out, he goes sailing to the floor. Gets up and rushes the guy i was talking with. I lace him once and say " if you dont stop you are going to get beat, you dont belong here, at least pretend that you do" And of course he stopped.
Everyone was clapping and giving me high 5's even the bouncers and promoters came and thanked me.
D-syfa is the most underated, and is the best up and comming Drum and Bass Dj in the toronto scene, he never stops mixing and plays the darkest tracks i have ever heard, i hope to see him again soon. i really enjoyed his set.
The chick with the mullet could really move, she was crazy and hot.
All and all it was a good nite, had a blast. But tonite will be better. Holla Labour of love.
gsusking out.
killed softly at 9/05/2004 02:00:00 PM
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