I decided to escape the City of Sin this weekend and make my way back to my old stomping grounds in New York City. I had a couple gigs lined up while I was in town and there was a birthday event for my boy DJ Moma that I couldn’t miss. Kenny Knyewtron reminded me to bring my trusty Canon to document the whole trip so I packed my bags, my DJ gear & headed to JFK.
I never realize how homesick I am until I take that long cab ride from JFK Airport to Manhattan. You know you’ve been away too long when the scenery in Queens starts to look good (no offense to my peoples in east NY).
HIRO had a pretty cool performance from these acrobat dancers who swung from the ceilings in blanket hammocks. Nothing better than drinking hard liquor & seeing half naked girls flying 20 feet up in the air.
Heard alot of good things about this dude DJ Phresh & I finally got the chance to hear him rip 1OAK ’til the early morn. You can’t really tell but he’s was rocking a Crooks & Castles tee. I promised to lace him with some exclusive gear from KNYEW…shameless but absolutely necessary!
I was lucky enough to catch up with my man Juske & hear a quick set from him before DJ Phresh got on the wheels. Nothing is more soothing to the NY soul than a Jay-Z set from my man Juske. It was the sure sign that Crooked was back in the Empire State…minus Alicia Keys.
Flying down the Westside Highway, I realized that you’re either sitting sober in the backseat digging in between the cushions for the seat belts or lying drunk, face down in the back, totally oblivious to the possible injuries you can incur from the cab driver’s reckless speeding.