This lil’ kitty couldn’t leave the house quick enough last Friday after being cooped up for days on end. You know the old work drill: day-in-day-out having edited an insane amount of photos and DESPERATELY needing a number of cold alcoholic thirst-quenchers. One beer for every image edited sounded about sufficient. My eyes had become rectangular vortexes into Photoshop software, sucking my mind and soul into virtually assimilated pixels. I knew my connection with the real world was in serious jeopardy. Thankfully I received a phone call from Control telling me I was needed urgently in 3 places at once, at once!
First port of call: A C&P birthday celebration at the Scotto.
Second port of call: Bar 138 on Barrack St to celebrate their 4th birthday.
It was relatively quiet at Bar 138, nonetheless it was good to see Craig Hollywood on the decks and watch the soccer. Serbia defeated Germany to beats of Depeche Mode and David Bowie. Cut to a cheeky fantasy of Hollywood playing lashings of Kraut techno vs hardcore Serbian turbofolk whilst Jovanovic scores the winning goal!
With the soccer over I make my way to the 3rd port of call: Shape Nightclub for an intimate night with DJ Premier. Just him and me, alone in a dark room, with Boyz to Men crooning in the… Oops! My bad. Let me try that again. HOW MANY REAL HIP HOPPER’S IN THE PLACE RIGHT ABOUT NOW?!!
With the event sold out and no false advertising an intimate night was certainly delivered.
Local Paperchain producer Taku turned up the heat with a twist of his kit to 90 degrees centigrade. The crowd was pumpin’, the walls were sweatin’ and the back area was closed off to prevent people from jumpin’ the fence and gettin’ a thumpin’…
Headayke played an impressive set getting the crowd amped with Primo- produced beats from Notorious BIG to Gangstarr, much to Premier’s dismay. Chatting to Jordan Shields in the DJ booth Headayke looked nervous. “Premier’s pissed with me man, I’ve dropped too many of his beats”. But he keeps his cool. Along comes Premier and a sea of patrons part. Primed like a boxer, entourage in tow.
Primo first up gave a massive shout-out and rallied a legendary tribute to the untimely death of his best friend MC Guru who passed earlier this year. In fact the man had tears in his eyes. The crowd went berserk in response to this heartfelt plea by waving Big L signs in the air shouting “Guru! We Love You!”.
Not wasting any time we get into it, get hot, get nasty, get ready to party. Despite the sound issues, Premier never hesitated in showing off his beats with soul and grace and of course his versatility in scratching, funky hip hop grooves and bump’n'grind basslines. Best hip hop tunes I’ve seen so far this year (excluding the unfortunate fall of a young man, the paramedics and the en masse evacuation down the fire escape).
As the night came to an end it was off to Uncle Billy Lee’s for Peking Ribs, salt and pepper squid, Singapore noodles and deep fried steak. The only thing missing was beer. Christ I love a Lazy Susan, the company of 5 friends and Chinese open til 5 in the morning.
*”Original Muthaf***ing Gangstarr” care of Sarah Jane Dalla Rossa