Brooklyn – Rap

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Through April and May 2015 I lived in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.  Most who know me know I’m all into hip hop/rap, love a good freestyle – still saving up to get T.H.U.G L.I.F.E tattooed across my stomach.  So lucky star for me, there was a cool shit dive bar two steps from my apartment and on the night we rolled in, they homies was (gangsta talk, ya feel) showcasing a round robin of rappers, mixed and diverse (as in some of them were White … er of Caucasian, Anglo Saxon looking, non-African American, non – ..er … you know ethnic  … let’s not do this here, maybe later on another topic) gents … and they had real talent.  Small space, big crowd, mega beats, rainbow flashy lights and a screen playing some 70s porn (or porn from when it was the in thing for the chick to have a massive hairy bush).

It kicked off with some of it being great, after some drinks most of it was pure brilliance, at a much later point I saw all of it in 5D (like 3D but looks much closer), and then someone started blowing on an orchestra quality trumpet (was this person a hologram or real, who cares?).  I became a witness to exceptional mastery and craft.  Pay over a hundred bucks for a rah rah Broadway musical in Manhattan or pay hardly anything to take the grittier road off the sheeple grazing field … I pity the fool in this mad city who doesn’t know how to get get get it …

This ain’t a Broadway musical …

This ain’t the opera …

East Village – Enticing

As in I noticed the streets in this area are enticing you to become a drunk muthapickled drooling mummy with its endless rows of boards advertising Happy Hour … an hour so ‘happy happy good fanks’ it goes on for eight hours.  If you have a hernia or just can’t afford to pay anyone to create you a new identity to escape your partner and kids etc., you can probably drink enough around a few blocks in this area on the cheap to dissolve your entire stomach, making you so wasted you’ll wake up looking like a lopsided mutant and have to go into hiding.

Not like Bakers Delight.
Not like Bakers Delight.
This is an honest 8 hour work day.
This is an honest 8 hour work day.
Evelyn will be the judge of that player ...
Evelyn will be the judge of that player …
I got your backs hooligans.
I got your backs hooligans.
The best way to both give it and take it.
The best way to both give it and take it.

When it happened

The day of a Supreme Court ruling in a Supreme City.
The day of a Supreme Court ruling in a Supreme City.

It was awhile ago but when it happened I was here …

And I’m still here (I’m everywhere – in the USA, in Australia, in your worst nightmares if you shit me) … here for whatever happens next … in the meanwhile here’s more of the Cheetos … and the Cheetos hat, plus some other pics:

Cheetos Hat - Someone quickly show me how to set up Instagram for that InstaFame ...
Cheetos Hat – Someone quickly show me how to set up Instagram for that InstaFame …
Rest my lover ... for I have plans for you ...
Rest my lover … for I have plans for you …
Bar at Aloft hotel in Harlem, they do me right ...
Bar at Aloft hotel in Harlem, they do me right …
Then had to try this one ...
So Right …
And one more ...
So So Right …
Some bar in Brooklyn - you get a jar of plastic animals for play while you drink.
Some bar in Brooklyn – you get a jar of plastic animals for play while you drink.
Castle in Central Park - for the Empress of Cheetos mountain.
Castle in Central Park – for the Empress of Cheetos mountain.
This version will burn your ass into ash .. so worth it - do try it.
This version will burn your ass into ash … so worth it – do try it.

 

Central park - So pretty.
Central Park – So Pretty.
Central Park - So So Pretty.
Central Park – So So Pretty.

Found in Times Square – Not So Pretty.