Ma people! It seems I'm destined to celebrate other people's birthday parties for the remainder of this year. And, by so doing, RIZE higher! It's only been two weeks since we did major damage at THE BANK for K.O's birthday party, but we were back VANDAL-eyes-ing the poor little rich spot for Trevor Madondo's do.
I was quite honored to be given the platform to showcase my stuff at an event that was STRICTLY DJs. Being the ONLY live performer of the night either meant I was going to be crowned king by the time the night is over, or get booed of the stage by a mob of angry people who would rather dance than watch some rapper sweat. I was nervous, and thirsty. Do you know how much a bottle of Jack costs over there? They don't call it THE BANK for nothing. Better see your financial adviser before going in fellaz. Speaking of adviser, my ever so gorgeous stylist @NellyLeo wasn't around to smoothen the edges around my look. So, I asked myself, "what would Nelly want me to wear?". I ended up putting together a colour co-ord she would be proud off, but missed the dress-code by a long shot. I was the only dude I saw wearin' some hot sneaks. Which ain't so bad as far as non-conforming goes.
I guess I've postponed the stage long enough. I mean, did I get booed off the stage? Well, I was scheduled to go on at 00:15 am. But it went to 00:50 am (We are still Bantus you know). The audience was packed to capacity, vibing to their favorite house jams. A couple of handshakes later and my manager, a friend, and I were outside McDonald's getting an early morning feast before bed. You can see a few pics of me on and off stage here. Much love to the Vandals @DjSbuOnline and @TrevorMadondo for letting a brother shine. Now, let me get back to polishing this new crown.
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Lot's of love.
MarazA.
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