Hello Kitty 50th Anniversary celebration came through for Art Basel. When I first heard about this event I thought, “cool, heres something Im going nowhere near.” But I checked the flyer afterwards and saw a lineup of some dope artists including Pose. He happens to be a fukkin monster with them can skills, so do your research. Then I found out my homies from 2 Girls and a Cupcake were going to make cupcakes for the event. WIN!
It was supposedly an RSVP event, but my name didn’t end up on the cool people list, so someone let me in through the side door. wow. I literally just realized I snuck into a Hello Kitty party. Your thuggin aint got shit on my thuggin, so don’t even front. I was there from the beginning and I was supposed to leave to check out Flosstradamus at Grand Central but I kinda said fuckit. Slowly but surely, more people I knew kept coming through. Martha Cooper came by and a bunch of graff writers also. Cope, Pose and others whos combined criminal records had served 23902934 years. I stayed till the end, you know, getting Hello Kitty wasted off free wine and beers.
In summary: pretty girls, stripper pole, free dranks, tattoos and graffiti. nuff said.
Once I heard “Original Gangster” by Ice-T playing, I knew that I didn’t really need to be anywhere else.
Just as I expected, this party was fucking rediculous. I got there fashionably late as fuck. 1:30 A.M’ ish ( not amish) to be precise. I planned to get there much earlier but there were a few wrenches in my game plan. I had to wait a bit for the confirmation on the green light to attack this party. Also, I didnt know there was a festival ending in downtown that would make me take about 30 minutes on a 5 minute drive. Luckily I found parking on the first try and walked to the door, after a 211.
You know those herbs that think they own the club, because they’re the ones who decide who gets in at the front door? Well there was one here w/ a G.W smirk and 1/2 of each eyebrow.weird. The fuck with him, I got in and had many funs.
It was just like when I saw them at Bar during WMC. Really fuckin hot and sweaty and good nasty and rowdy as fuck. It couldnt get more tribal unless someone got sacrified with a dagger made of moon rock (more on daggers in a sec.) Ruh-diculous bass! The sound was so on point, crystal clear.
Heres the epitome of the madness:
You havent daggered until you’ve done it hanging off the stage lights 20ft in the air.
Aint nobody seeing Diplo and Skerrit Bwoy (one rowdy muh’fukka).
If your daughter left home a virgin, she probably didnt come back as one.
big up Mad Decent.
Heres some footage (shot by Yoyi of LivingTV) of Dj Craze gettin busy at the Bang Bang party during WMC 2010. For me it was one of the most anticipated parties. As expected, shit was rediculouuuuuuuusssssss!
If you enjoy the presence of beatiful ladies and a party atmosphere, that was the place to be. I spotted a few pornstars in the place to be. By the end of the night the club was paaaaaaacked. Also heard from a few people that some left their own parties to hit up BangBang. I dont blame them, it was the official jammy jam.
Cant wait till next year!
Our local Dj > your local Dj
*On a side note, the way i had to beg to get this footage you’d think I was asking for the secret to life. Thats why it took so long to upload.
Personally their clothing isn’t my style but nevertheless this short film/lookbook was interesting.Directed by Cass Bird ,big-ups!!!
The line-up for 2010 Coachella. Now that you got the scoop “Get Your Tickets!!!”