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It’s Where They Keep The Lies Buried…
Wednesday, January 11th, 2012Just Blaze NYC Takeover…
Monday, January 9th, 2012
I showed you my Outfit Architecture that was built to hang out with Just Blaze for his sneaker launch/birthday celebration this past weekend in NYC.
I ended up replacing the toggle coat with a zip-up sweater due to the autumnal temperatures still hanging around the northeast.
Before I would join Just Blaze I had to meet up with the Swedes who were still in town shooting some video. We hopped thru Flight Club and then sat down for a sec inside of Cozy Soup & Burger to chat and chop up how I might help them become better at making web videos.
Ha. As if I would know.
Next stop was the Supra store to preview the Just Blaze x Supra ‘Skytop II’ and to have a little piece of cake with the birthday dude.
The cake was reedirk and the shoes weren’t bad either.
Just Blaze is the consummate impresario and he hosted the rest of the evening in the most gracious and professional manner I have ever seen. I couldn’t walk the Swedes into the Supra store to have them enjoy some of the free Smirnoff being liberally poured to partygoers. Just asked me if everything was good and I told him I couldn’t get the Swedish film crew inside. Just immediately went to the doorman and had the Swedes let in. BONG!
After everyone ate cake Just Blaze invited me to join him and his peoples for dinner. No, he really invited me, like, “Dallas, come with us out to dinner. I know YOU hungry.” LOL. He was sho’nuff right.
Dinner was at this official Japanese BBQ joint across from The Cooper Union. Combat Jack did his Von Trapp thing and brought the whole family with him. Just Blaze basically bought dinner (and several rounds of drinks) for 50 people. As the food arrived Just went from table to table asking everyone if they were enjoying themselves.
The next stop was for the after-dinner party at Tammany Hall where Just would be the host while many of NYC’s legendary deejays would spin mini-sets to move the crowd. Stretch Armstrong, Evil Dee, Clark Kent and others had the joint rocking all night. I dipped outside to see if I could bring in Premium Pete who made the drive into the city.
Good thing Just came outside for a minute because I wouldn’t have been able to do anything since the line was down the block. That was essentially how the night went as Just Blaze moved all around the club environs making sure people’s glasses were full and their smiles were wide. And keep in mind this was HIS birthday party.
You can learn a lot about people by how they treat the folks who can’t further their fame and acclaim. Just Blaze treats everyone like a celebrity and treats celebrities like family. Even Internets Celebrities. There’s definitely a reason success in various platforms continues to find his doorstep time after time. I’m just feeling lucky that he showed me how its done.
Get Reay For Combat…
Thursday, January 5th, 2012
This was one of the most special Combat Jack shows I have had a chance to be a part of. We had Swedish internets in the booth. We had Reebok come thru and hang HARD with the crew all nite long. We had the honor of sitting down with Bun B, the underground king.
If trill means ‘too real’ then this is the trillest episode of the Combat Jack Show. UGK$LIFE!!!
There’s No ‘D’ In D’Antoni…
Thursday, January 5th, 2012
Peep Carmelo’s expression. A portrait of befuddlement.
From Leandro Barbosa in Toronto to Boris Diaw, now with the Charlotte club, we are watching Mike D’Antoni’s former charges from the desert leave him high and dry as the Knicks coach. The countdown to his coaching tenure is ringing like an alarm clock and the Knicks management dare not hit the snooze button again.
The team was summarily smoked by the Charlotte Bobcats on the MSG floor lastnite. It wouldn’t have felt as bad had I watched the contest on television so that maybe the Garden crowd’s discontent might could have been filtered away from my ears. Instead I sat in the stands courtesy of some generous Swedish internets.
“We Want Shumpert! We Want Shumpert!”
When this cheer broke out late in the 3rd quarter you could understand the desperation of the MSG attendees for something, anything, yet still nothing came forward. The Knicks were uninspired to play and maybe that is even wishful thinking. Maybe these Knicks are incapable of playing at a middling mediocre level?
There were sloppy turnovers and far too many three point shots. Amar’e had too many three point shot attempts by himself. Shots seemingly thrown at the rim on a line with no arc or rotation and then long rebounds leading to Bobcat breaks which no one was particularly interested in defending. Who are THESE Knicks?
These Knicks are Mike D’Antoni’s creation of a longshot to contend in the East. And of late the longshot has looked like NO SHOT. Under 35% from downtown and less than 10 foul shots from your superstar battery will doom any team. So I’m not saying we should change D’Antoni because the teams shots have been clanging off the rim.
We should remove D’Antoni because these Knicks don’t respect the value of being a good defensive team. This is OUR legacy as a basketball team. Not Showtime or Run-n-Gun basketball. For disrespecting the everlasting heritage of the New Yorks Knicks defense Mike D’Antoni must go.
Kings From Queens…
Monday, January 2nd, 2012
The number 7 is representative of God and divine completion. The 7 train cuts a swath thru the heart of Queens. NYC’s 7 train logo is outlined with a purple circle. Purple is the color of kings. The 7 train’s logo posts the color of royalty in 360 degrees.
Gab Gotcha, Meyhem Lauren and Shaz IllYork pay homage to the purple 7.
#DefendQueens