So I just pulled an old mix I made off my hard drive and figured what the hell, why not put it on the blog, right? After all, that's what these blogs are for anyways. So now all two of you who read this thing can check it out. This was the mix I put together with Dj Facetico in Barcelona when we got to open for Jurassic-5 at Apolo back in 2004... or 2005? Anyways, a few years back. The mix here was the outline for the set we played live the night of the show. Anyways, check it out, if you're into that kind of golden era hip hop sort of thing.
So Bananas is finally BACK!!! This is going to be off the friggin' chain, y'heard?!..
Calling all Big Dog Riders, Fender Bunnies, Bettys, Ink Slingers, Chrome-Sluts, Gear Heads and even you Weekend Warriors out there!
It's time to break out your spiked leather vests, flaunt your tats and facial hair (if you're a big boss man) and get mean, because the Hells Bananas Gang are back from a long swoop on the superslab to bring you a night of shaft jacking beats, trick biker rock and dicing musical madness that will totally tweak your transmisson and blow your bandana covered mind!
Whether you roll a Hog, Rat Bike, Chopper, Rice Burner, Pasta Rocket, Yammahammer, Zook, Milwaukee Vibrator, or even just ride Sidecar, DJs-
*Kid "Screamin' Night Hog" Fresh (3 x Daytona Harley Rodeo Champion, Outlaws M.C. Hong Kong chapter)
*Kami "Rebel Without A" kaze (Freedom Rock President, Macau Hells Angels Chapter)
*el "California roll" nomo (Gypsy Tour Ride Captain, Shanghai Bandidos M.C.)
will keep you at pucker factor ten until you're hanging on by a death grip, or it's time to bust out your brain bucket for some nipple surfing. So bring your hardbelly mama and your bronson rock and get ready to bump start yourself for a big night of hanging it out until you're totally hosed and ready for some love nudges or a fluid exchange.
This ain't no night at the bitch bar!
*Opening knucklebuster set by Santo "Bullneck" Chino*
10pm til late, 30rmb entrance, cheap ass drinks. At THE SHELTER, 5 Yongfu Lu near Fuxing Xi Lu
Limited supply free giveaway Hells Bananas Gang Biker Bar mix cd's at the door, so come early to get yours before the repo man snag 'em!
No Huggermuckers, Gremlins, Insta-Bikers or Cagers allowed.
So even though the British gave Hong Kong back to China way back whenever, it seems like those cheeky Brits somehow managed to avoid getting HK lumped in with us mainlanders when it comes to the Great Firewall of China. Internet is MAD FAST out here!... Comparatively, at least. How fast? So fast that I can upload a song before I finish writing a blog post, so that it's sitting waiting for me as soon as I'm ready to post this mo' fo. Ding! (That's the sound a toaster makes when your toast is ready).
Thanks "A Milli" to our main men in HK, DJ Enso and Kid Fresh, for having the Bananas Soundsystem (sans Mr. Stokes, who's a geographer now, and doesn't have time for this dj tomfoolery anymore) and Dre Skull out for round #5 of Pimpin' Ain't Easy. Wow, that's a lot of links there, but all worth checking out. Anyways, the night was off the proverbial hook and we can all pat eachother on the back for being so cool and having great taste in music and talent at playing it. If you find youself in Hong Kong, definitely check for this monthly, as the PAE guys are really pushing the envelope for music/nightlife in HK. Anyways, here's a few of my pics from the trip down, many more soon to come from Kit, the standout PAE resident photographer (and my new photography Jedi master). Holler!
Dead ass ducks
Individually wrapped sushi's from one Hong Kong's bajillion 7-11's. Of course, why didn't I think of that? I always have the craving for just one piece of sushi, but don't know how to deal with the dilemma... Psyche!
Mad mad mad props to Joey, HK's #1 most awesome tattoo artist and DJ Enso's special lady friend, for letting me crash on the floor of her studio space for three nights in a row and making me feel like a super bad ass for being able to tell people that "yeah, I was just couch surfing it at this Hong Kong tattoo parlour, waking up to the sound of electric needles imbedding ink into human flesh... no biggie."
So Kanye West came to Shanghai last Monday and put on a pretty underwhelming show. I was surprised that the world's "premier pop star" wasn't able to sell out the Shanghai Grand Theatre, and was also a bit disappointed by how one-dimensional his show was (completely focused on him, and his kind of bad singing and sort of ok rapping)... I was under the impression that Kanye's live show production value was off the charts. To his credit he brought out a full band, but then proceeded to completely ignore showcasing that band's talents (including dj Craze on the decks, wtf!...). But, the show wasn't without it's moments, and unfortunately for Mr. College Dropout, my favorite moment was when he left the stage and just let this song play out for the crowd.
Halloween was yesterday, I know this. I was 2-pac this year, and though I don't think anyone got it (a skeleton with "Thug Life" tattoed on it's chest) it was a fun costume and people were nice to me. All good, aside from the white face makeup now stuck on my headphones. Anyways, I didn't get around to posting this before, but it's probably my favorite halloween related song.
If you're a dj dork like me who gets off on improved bug fixes with new versions of serato and stuff like that, then you may already know about these guys hooking up. I've seen the future, and it's a brave new world where all dj's look like they're just checking email. Technologically mindblowing, visually mad boring.