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FREEDOM FRIDAYS IS THAT CRACK!

Friday, October 6th, 2006

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If I have to tell you about FREEDOM every week in order for you to come through and have the time of your life I will…

It’s going down like that and every Friday at the swanky TribeCa Cinemas. More space to dance in the main room that even has a plush mezzanine. More space to mack inside the dimly lit lounge room and the movie theater. FREEDOM Fridays is that crack. Last week for my birthday the DJ tandem of HERBERT and COSI played some of my favorite joints of all time including the ‘Magnificent 7’ instrumental version.

There’s no dress code at FREEDOM, I only ask you to leave the fitted caps at home. If you have a funky Justin Timberlake chapeau or a cowbiy hat please feel free to rock your style. Since the crew is in this brand new space we thought that fitted caps might not translate well to the ownership of the venue what type of crowd we are hosting. FREEDOM is a Hip-Hop party for grown folks. We’re showing ‘Grease’ and ‘The Wiz’ in the movie theater this Friday. Ladies, please answer this question. Where are you going to hear good music, dance AND watch a movie all for five dollars?!? FREEDOM Fridays is where.

TriBeCa Cinemas
54 Varick Street
(one block south of Canal Street)
for more info/RSVP – 212.767.9174

Say ‘DALLAS PENN’ to the cashier for discounted admission. Ladies $5 and fellas $7.

VH-1 Honors HIP-HOP

Thursday, October 5th, 2006

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It’s highly unlikely that you will see a post from me that gives Viacom any credit for something positive, but somehow they lucked up with the Hip-Hop Honors project. VH-1 has been the chief sponsor for the upcoming Hip-Hop Honors week here in New York City. There is a full slate of free events scheduled for all around the city with some focusing on the educational aspect of Hip-Hop, the empowerment facet, and of course, the entertainment component.

For at least one week, it’s a great time to be a fan of this here thing called Hip-Hop.

Kicking off on Thursday, October 12th Hip-Hop Education day finds various artists working with kids throughout NYC’s public schools. The message for the day should be about using education as a tool to acheive one’s goals. I’m not sure which artists have been assigned to attend these sessions, but I pray that G-Unit and DipSet were disinvited. The day culminates with the opening of the documentary ‘No Sleep ‘Til Brooklyn’, a 30-year retrospective of hip hop culture illustrating it’s humble beginnings in the South Bronx through its glorious rise to global domination.

Friday, Oct. 13th, will be Hip-Hop Restaurant Day during which restaurants in all of the five boros will feature special discounts and promotions. If Friday the 13th isn’t scary enough for you, REMY MA will be serving food at Junior’s Times Square. Let’s pray she wears a hairnet over that hot yakky madness.

Hip-Hop Music and Culture day will be on Saturday, October 14th and there will be special events taking place at ome of the city’s foremost cultural institutions, like ‘Graffiti Basics’
at the Brooklyn Museum of Art and The Hip Hop Cultural Centre at the Magic Johnson Theatre. The special treat for the evening will be when the legendary EPMD reunite for a special one-off performance at the B.B.Kings’ nightclub. I already dusted off my fisherman’s cap.

Sunday October 15th has been designated Hip-Hop Sports and Parks day and will be capped off by a celebrity basketball game featuring CHRIS BROWN, ICE-T, KURTIS BLOW and others. Since basketball is only promoted to the jig babies I will be in Van Cortlandt Park playing lacrosse with Everlast, MC Serch, Bubba Sparkxx and any other random non-jigs we can muster. Come on through, no READE SELIGMANN.

Monday the 16th is when we get finally have a chance to pay respects to the trends in design and fashion that Hip-Hop has inspired. On Hip-Hop Fashion and Shopping day we will even get a 10% discount at all Jimmy Jazz negrophilia outlets. Jimmy Jazz is where I buy all my ‘snowman’ t-shirts and Ice Cream hoodies.

Finally, on Tuesday evening at 9:00pm, VH-1 broadcasts their 2006 Hip-Hop Honors awards program. This year’s hip hop honorees include Wu-Tang Clan, AFRIKA BAMBAATAA, Wig Owner RUSSELL SIMMONS, MC Lyte, RAKIM, Beastie Boys and Eazy E. The music and influence of each of the honorees will be recognized through performances by classic artists in collaboration with today’s hottest new talent. It might be the only thing that Viacom produces all year that is truly worth watching, unless you love the white glove minstrelsy of ‘Flavor of Love’.

All Day I Dream About Strikeouts…

Wednesday, October 4th, 2006

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It’s prah’lee my fault because I was overconfident and cocky thinking about the Fall Classic being played at the crappy, yet endearing Shea Stadium. Why wouldn’t it happen? We had WILLIE in the driver’s seat and the ‘Lil’ Superstar’ on the hill. Plus, it was like what, twenty years ago that New York City was turned out by one of the most colorful lineups ever in the game of baseball(not to shit on the Oakland Athletics dynasty from the early ’70s, but this was NYC).

Thanks to RAFI for sending me this photo…

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This photo is a sad reminder of the greatness and granduer that occupied these boros. The people over at DeadSpin compared them to CY YOUNG, TED WILLIAMS and JOE LOUIS. That was their downfall too. The New York City stage is unforgiving when you don’t have your act together. The other New York City guy at this time that was missing from that ill-fated picture was the Association’s 1986 Rookie of the Year.

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PATRICK EWING had a signature pair of kicks that Adidas released in 1986. I had to cop a pair because they went with all the Mets shit I was rocking so heavy that summer. Let’s just say that one of the fringe benefits to working at the stadium was the access to free I.T.’s.

tude ADIDAS ‘Attitude’
These joints were sick because the colorways repped for the Knicks, the Mets and for New York State. I think I even came up on these through some chicanery too. MEGATRON took me shopping one day and showed me how not to buy a pair of sneakers from store. We’ll discuss that on another day.

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Then Adidas went and fucked up the game by creating a pair of metrosexual sneakers. They’re even called the Metro-Attitude (no CAM’RON to these kicks). It wasn’t about looking backwards to see the future for this Mets team. I was ready to create a new paradigm for this club. I was calling the NIKE Air Force II’s my ‘Vote For Pedro’ sneakers. I should have known that things weren’t going to last when LM was the only guy to buy one of my ‘Vote For Pedro‘ t-shirts.

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The Archives – ’85 To Infinity

Monday, October 2nd, 2006

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Say anything you want about New York City. Good and bad, it is the capital of capital because anything is possible. Not Hollywood possible, but for real. I’m not saying that L.A. isn’t real, or Chicago for that matter, or anywhere, but New York City is the place where anything is possible twenty four hours a day.

Part of the reason some of you came to this site is for that slice of life that existed in this city from 1985-1995. I feel responsible as your tour guide for that period to give you a truthful and unapologetic account of how the city dealt with itself. Crack cocaine is typically the definition for the 1980’s but in my mind the freefall of the urban landscape is way bigger than a handful of freebase. There was a concerted effort to reduce the center city to so much as rubble. It was a glimpse of post-Katrina New Orleans twenty years prior to the hurricane.

Brooklyn has since transformed itself, rising from the ashes like a phoenix. It’s hard to imagine how desperate people had become when you see condominium apartments in Brooklyn selling for upwards of three millions dollars. This is still my city. There is still a debt to be repaid that I owe to the people of New York City. The Archives will contain their real life stories. It will be a salute to the spirit of the city that still gives me life and energy.

The first story will be a shout to one of my brothers unlike any other, the incomparable TIMOTHY STONE…

A LETTER FROM THE MANAGEMENT

Sunday, October 1st, 2006

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It’s the fourth quarter kids. This is the time of the year that I live for. The crisp chill in the air is like a call to tighten up my shit. Santa is watching, of course. Mz. Peaches is watching too, you hear me?!? Mz.Peaches should host a Christmas variety show on B.E.T. Somebody get me REGGIE HUDLIN’s e-mail so I can pitch this. But back to the recognition that this is the 4Q (that’s business people talk). Some companies lose money all year long just to kill shit in the fourth quarter. MICHAEL JORDAN pwned fourth quarters. The Patriots still do. The point I’m trying to make is that this is the time of year that we put up, or we shut up. Now before you put this post in cliche purgatory I just want to say thanks to everyone that has rode with us this far, and don’t change the channel either, because you ain’t seen nothing yet…

Big shout to everyone that came to the FREEDOM Friday event for my birthday party. Shouts to C.S., RAFI, and The INTERN for holding down my Jack and Coke in the mezzanine V.I.P. section. Shouts to BILLY GENE, his wifey shorty and her girlfriend with the JANET JACKSON nipple ring pendant on the dance floor getting their Cabbage Patch and Running Man right. The theatre room was playing ‘Richard Pryor: Live On Stage’. Biggest shouts to the family from Hydra Records, BeatHustle dot com, and TURN ON Design for bringing me the cake. Y’all only need to fuck with that FREEDOM Friday party once to get turned out. Catch me next Friday.

Dukes took C.S. and I too see the ‘Color Purple’ on Broadway. Good times.

C.S. took me to the Oyster Bar restaurant and for a midnight cruise on the Hudson River. Great times.

Thanks for all of the birthday wishes.

Now let’s get it…