Dancehall...

I'm 14..

It's a hot and sticky summer evening, my good friend Roger has knocked for me..I'm wearing my bad boy boots I bought from Panache shoe shop in Dalston, the baggy beige coloured cord trousers I bought from Ridley..I passed through there earlier on today and heard a killer new track being blasted out at the indoor market, man what a tune !!

















I needed a wicked draw for the dance tonight, R reckons theres gonna be a 3 way soundclash !
Gemmi-magic are playing with Java sound, alongside fatman..Oh man tonights gonna be ram.
















I bumped into Pat, he's got the Red-Beard sensi, I only buy from Pat cos he sorts me out with my weed, them other lot at Ozzies gimme me like 3 spliffs worth..rip-off merchants..

Yellow is cool too though, but he does compressed draw, like oxo cubes - haha, nice gear but hard to spread in your spliff.

Get to Rogers, and drop by the offy on the way to pick up a small bottle of Thunderbird !! gotta be the red label, lick off your head top man..and easy to hide in your jacket pocket - haha

Roger is nearly ready, just his double-breasted blazer jacket to put on..man looks trash ! (smart)
spliff rolled like a cone (hybershark) ready to bun along the way to dance..

We get to within 200 yards of the dance and the doors at the entrance hall are rattling off their hinges!!! fuckin hell man that bass is unbelievable - Roger says "bloodcart they bring some weight" - (bass) weight, I say to Rog, it sounds like an articulated lorry in there !

The tune I heard at the market earlier is playing..we get to the gates and it's packed in there, you can't see anything but smoke. The thick stench of sensi pours out of the door as the 'gates-man' takes our two quid and waves us past..we are in !!

I'm probably one of only a handful of white people in here, but I don't give a shit..tonight, I'm the same colour as everyone else and I'm lovin it. Roger shouts in my ear over the deafening sound of the speaker boxes.."It's just Gemmi and Fatman, find a space to chill at and stay there..I'll catch you later".

The only space I could find was inside one of Gemmi's bass-bins that were up on the stage - haha, everything was Irie - (cool) until Gemmi took their turn to play their sound...

 


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Welcome To My Blog!

Instead of writing a full-on biography I decided to throw up a blog to make life easier. Here I'll be moving back and forth from different points in my life instead of starting at the begining and boring you to death (haha)

I've lived a colorful and crazy life so far, too good to keep to myself...everything here is fact, nothing exagerated or fabricated, just straight up chapters of my lifes experiences, journeys, and encounters. Some of it may seem mundane, some of it might have you on the edge of your seat, maybe even blow your mind, cos it blew mine !!

Anyway, most importantly I hope you enjoy it..it's been a hell of a ride so far Kenny :)