beer and rap: Rap Shows, Seattle, American Hardcore and other stuff

Friday night ended up at Polenge lounge to see Trackademiks perform. Took a minute for them to start so I ended up drinking brown bags around the corner with my friends. We got to meet some drunk as shit stripe shirt who proceeded to inform us that he was hung like a dimmer. I don't know what the benefit of being hung like a dimmer is but it must be great. After that I decided to head back in and watch rap. Turns out Tanya Morgan was performing also. I've been curious about those dudes but never peeped their shit. The set was dope so now I'm thinking I should cop. Track came on and did his thing as usual. Dude's studio burned down recently but he's been able to recover his harddrive and he's reupping the equipment which is good news. I ended up getting drunk and then leaving around one or so. End up down the street at Marz's spot drinking coronas and listening to his alter boys remixs. After that I just roamed the streets till I finally managed to find some pizza and stumble home around 4.

Saturday decided to seize the day by getting out of bed around 2pm. Was feeling like shit so me and stef walked up the hill to Hans for some grease. She got lucky and peaced out early the night before but my headache was in full force so I needed that shit. After that we hit up the lumiere to watch American Hardcore which was pretty dope. Could have been more informative but it's dope to hear stories of that scene back in the day. I kind of wanted to compare it to Dirty States Of America but that's a whole different deal focusing more on regional sounds. American Hardcore used a map to feature where a lot of bands were popping up. They seemed to be pretty loose with their timeline so there was quite a bit of back and forth.

Oh fucking the other week me and stef decided to get out of the city and roll up to Seattle. Originally the plan was to go to NYC/philly but that shit was goddamn expensive so we said fuck that eastcoast shit and went to Seattle instead. The first night we hit up the War Room where FourColorZack and Mr Supreme were djing. The next day we hit up the scifi museum which ended up being dope. They had all kind of shit to check out. One thing I found was that the people who make props for movies don't make shit to last. Like I saw the jet packs from minority report and those things looked fifty years old, they were beat the fuck up. They had Biff's hoverboard and that thing looked like they dug it out of a cave. That night we went to chop suey to catch the Quit your Dead End Job tour. Missed Prolyphics set but caught Glue before we decided to break out and head over to Sea Sound Lounge where Zack and Supreme were spinning. Shit was cool and fairly normal, just being out drinking and what not. Then I spotted this dude and was amazed as fuck. Fuck all those streetwear kids with their retarded accessories this fool is shitting on all of you latest overpriced repetitive patterns.

But fuck if I was amazed at that I was not prepared for the kid rocking the bulletproof vest! Apparently someone had tried to shoot him recently but he wasn't going to let them fuck up his good time and rolled out with the vest.

The next night we went back to the War Room where DVone was spinning with Zack. The night was called the hipster dance party so I didn't know what to expect. The tight pants were rolling thick though.

why?

the belt tuck is sweet

it was like a hipster trainwreck

oh and then there was this girl. She looks pretty average and was for the most part until she decided to request a song. I had a feeling it would be shitty so I asked Zack what her swift ass wanted. Turns out she asked for fucking Godsmack? Shit made no goddamn sense.