My friend called me up the other day, asking me if I'd help him DJ this "Gangsta" themed party. I didn't have to think about it long, before telling him no. But it did get me thinking, why do so many white kids like to co-op cultures through a party format? I mean, it's one thing for a pale, pimply teenager to listen to the Diplomats and think he can call shots in the suburbs, but how lame is it to be like, "I don't listen to that savage jungle music, but I'll put on a costume and pretend I know what's up for a few hours." Seriously, that's almost worse than those faux funk bands that they have in every town, where the band members all wear fake afros and play disco covers.
But Purple Haze is my shit, though. I don't have to act "gansta" to appreciate Killa.
But Purple Haze is my shit, though. I don't have to act "gansta" to appreciate Killa.
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let me just say... i LOVE that set you left in my journal. it`s fucking great! it sounds alot like what i would normally do. the one i have up on calgarysoul.com right now is a bit more recent, but along the same lines of my usual. do you have a resident night anywhere? i have relatives in portland, and if there were something for me to do while i was down there that didn`t include sitting on a couch watching t.v., that would make it so much more worth while.
