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I had planned to write to you all this week from the sunny techno covered beaches of Miami at the Winter Music Conference, when my plans abruptly changed. I flew back to New York and exchanged my shorts for jeans and then hopped a plane to Tokyo, Japan knowing nothing more than my flight number. I was greeted at the airport by my Japanese host Kawana, who then gave me a cell phone, an apartment, and a driver (Hiro). Kawana’s club “Feria” is a multilevel super cool, super club. It caters to Japan’s models and foreign visitors. The Japanese are a wonderful people and have shown the utmost hospitality. Here are some shots from Saturday night and more pictures of the town are on the way.

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I’m sure this is an old video that many different people are up on. But my boy Alex showed this to me the other night and its so fucking ill. Tracy Morgan is certified bananas, and he makes doing drugs cool. This is the definition of coming out of your face!!!

SO FOR ALL YOU FELLOW DRUNKS OUT THERE.. ST PATTYS DAY IS A DAY TO LET LOOSE DRINK JAMIESON GO HOME WITH ONE OF YOUR GRANDPAS IRSIH FRIENDS. KISS SOME SKANK IN A LEPRECHAN BAR, LISTEN TO HOUSE OF PAIN OVER AND OVER WITH A GUINESS MUSTAUCHE YOU KNOW THE USUAL. BUT IF YOU ARE LIKE ME YOU PREFER ASIANS BETTER THEN THE IRISH SO I DECIDED TO CHANGE THE PACE OF ST PATTYS AND SPEND THE BETTER PART OF THE EVENING IN A PRIVATE KAROKE ROOM WITH FRIENDS. I WOULD LOVE TO TELL YOU THE EXACT LOCATION BUT I AM NOT. I WOULD LOVE TO GIVE NAMES BUT I WONT. LETS JUST SAY THIS PLACE IS INCREDIBLE PRIVATE NICE ROOMS, GOOD DIET COKE, SAKE FOR ALL YOU BOOZE HOUNDS A SELECTION OF SONGS THAT BROUGHT DOWN THE HOUSE. I CANT PIN POINT WHAT MOMENT WAS THE BEST WAS IT WHEN I WAS IN THE ROOM WITH ONE OTHER PERSON EATING POPCORN A MELLOW FLOW OF SONGS OR WHEN MY BFF TORE DOWN THE DOOR AND JOINED THE SING ALONG OR WHEN MY OTHER BFF CAME THRU AND THE FOURSOME WAS COMPLETE WITH JUMPING YELLING SINGING HUGGING CARESSING LOVING CRYING. THE NITE CONTINUED TO SHINE WHEN MY BROTHER WANDERED IN WITH A VOICE LIKE AN ANGEL WE ARE UP TO 5 NOW. THEN THE WONDERFUL YOU KNOW WHO ARRIVED WITH THE NEEDED ENERGY THE DRUNKS LACKED. IT WAS UP TO 6 NOW. I DIDNT STOP SINGING THE WHOLE FIVE HOURS. I COULDNT LET GO OF THE MIC. I FELT EVERYTHING.
ENTER ASIAN WORKER
KNOCK ON DOOR
ASIAN WORKER: ESCUSE ME MA’AM YOU BE HERE 5 HOUAR YOU GO SOON?
RAMONA: HOW MUCH IS THE BILL 5 HOURS ARE YOU SURE
ASIAN WORKER: THREE HUNDRED DOLLA
RAMONA CLOSES DOOR AND LAUGHS OUT LOUD JOINS INTO GOD ONLY KNOWS.

DEAR DIARY
YESTERDAY MARCH 18 I SPENT 180 MINUTES AT YOU KNOW WHERE. I LOVE IT THERE AND I DONT SEE MYSELF FINDING ANYTHING BETTER IN THE NEAR FUTURE!
LOVE ALWASY

I did a photo shoot last week with one of our fellow MFGaT contributors. Here is one of my favorite shot of Romi AKA CUTEATTACK.

Theres a new gallery up documenting the exploits of an unintentional rasta’s brief journey to one of the most amazing cities on earth.

Also, don’t forget to check out our homage to the series finale of “The Wire”. As Prodigy once so eloquently put it “take a good look bitch, this the last time you gunna see real gangstas like this”.

While watching episode seven of this season’s The Wire - beholding Clay Davis’ best act soliloquy abt. furnishing “puff jackets for dem that got children in need” –minds immediately shift to new age Rhodium Fronts (shit is more accessible w/ Gold price @ $1,000/troy oz.).

With Gold Fronts (and thorlo sock isotopes) on the mental lentil, thoughts of NY’s most fabled municipal insitution then arise. When we think of the NYCHA, we think of dudes donning pythons round the neck - GUESS? down to the ankle cut wigwams. So if I’m being nostalgic, I meant to be. As disc0 rave-infused madness envelopes all the music cognescenti from Woodlawn to New Lots (Kid Cudi is kinda that dude though), I wanna remember a quickly-forgotten late 90s act: The Dead. Pure boom-bap. Plaza to Baisley Park - Edenwald to Sumner - Wyckoff Garden to Taft. Only available on vinyl @ Rock&Soul, circa ‘97. I challenge the most dusty fingered excavater to locate a copy. The public housing anthem has never been more resonant. Ayres was kind enough to post an mpfree via The Hollerboard.

http://www.divshare.com/download/3732762-99e

Also a link to the Rub’s History lesson for the historians, airing on Broolyn Radio.

http://www.itstherub.com/radio.htm