Yail Bloor Wrote:
Quick Diatribe: I'm sick of the fucking hiphop kids. So far (since I switched bars), they havent been too prevalent so I havent been playing as much hiphop. Last night, this guy--not a kid, a GROWN ASS MAN about my age is like "man, you got some interesting music" blah blah blah, basically trying to clown me. I just laughed. Then when that Kanye song came on he was like, "see now you're playing some music". (for reference, this dude is sitting right in front of me) so I say (on mic) "Look dude, I'm not gonna have you crying about the music all night" This dude FLIPPED THE FUCK OUT, called over the manager, basically tried to big wheel me, because of what I was/wasnt playing. So they moved him to the other side of the bar.
Moral: You're a grown man. Shut up and drink your beer. If you want to control the music in a bar, start running a Bingo game. Also, I did end up playing like 4 extra hiphop songs because some young bucks I know (niggas like Red and Clin) were in the house and they actually asked nicely.....And people LOVED it. Why dont these people like rock music at ALL? It could be the Beatles, Belle and Sebastian, or Slayer and its all the same----White Folks Music.... And these kids are WHITE. They dont even dig on James Brown!!! (which to his credit, the one actual Brother in the house did) Baffling.
REG AND CLI?!?!! NOICE, how are those cats holdin up? You give 'em a big up from Big Day?
Dude, this all boils down to dudes like Scotty D and Raz beating the brakes offa folks for touching stereos in HS. Or something. I dunno, I don't get it either. Nice move on gettin that busta hauled off, and even nicer playlist. As I said yesterday I would love to hit this one more time...
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