the baddest bitch
in the club last night was WITH ME. that's right, THUNDERHEIST (check their myspace for the trackage, y'all) played their first gig in MO and it was the TO meets Vancoov hip hop (though Isis claimed that she was on her Gnarls Barkley shit) 1LUV borderless city that we are here in the great north.
i brought some girls from work and we shook it up, gotta send love in dj A-rock's direction, shorty can swing my way anytime, if he's gonna play patrice rushen (better believe i won't forget you, not) prince ("everytime i comb my hair, thoughts of you get in my eyes, you're a sinner i don't care, i just want your creamy thighs"-and as an aside, if i'm gonna hear any song twice in one night, how excited am i that it was that one?!) and old janet (what have you done for me lately?!) in his set, he's a friend of mine. and he's such a sweetheart too, "let me give you my mixtape!" when i went to give him daps.
the homie professeur prawns was out from london, ontario, and it was nice to see another vancouver face, along with cassin, and it was a big ol' reunion.
lady may was back in the mix, and we shook it up, but seriously, ISIS did it for me, i'm that girl's groupie for life! her energy was amazing, her dancing was the craziest and i just laughed really hard and rocked out to her mic skills, i really needed that. and grahm was a tease, saying he was gonna name their album after me since it was I that brought them together in the first place (see, myspace isn't THAT much of a crux). i mean, who else is gonna chastise you like this, "who care if he's playing jamie foxx, keep dancing bitch, if you stop dancing, you gots to leave...beat it beat it beat it! soul clap! where's my bidis? what size shoe you wear, i want them boots!" and hell ya, i shook everythang i got to kanye west with my girls in the club, fuck new york, i'm free, bitches!
then, i had the nuttiest idea to pop into rouge, just for a second, because i knew it would be popping, and we got some nostalgia in, PYT and their hit of the week "Feels good"...yes it did..."last nite was so fun, lovin' one on one, i was holding you so tight...now i just might make you my wife", nothing feels better than having a friend you can swoon to old raphael saadiq to...bigup "my name is not Susan", the only thing better woulda been jody watley, or than bangin' new janet track.
but yeah, it was a great start to kickoff my status as "celebataire until further notice". who gotta keyboard?!
