9.03.2004
ouchie wally
Sam: "Do you have anything from Queensbridge?"
Huh?
Sam: "Some kid just poked his head in the booth and requested 'anything from Queensbridge.' Dorky white kid."
Ah. We've seen him before.
...mere minutes later...
(Dorky, well-meaning white kid pokes head through booth) "Queensbridge? Anything?"
Hmmm...not sure.
"M-O-B-B?"
Didn't bring any tonight, sorry.
"Awwwwww...I can run home and get some if you want."
Uh, you don't have to do that.
"I just live around the corner, I can run back to my apartment and get my Mobb Deep records."
Okay, but, I can just bring them next week.
"No Mobb at all?"
Well, if there's really something you want to hear, go for it. If you go home and get some records, I will play whatever you bring.
"That's all right. Do you have any Nas?"
...hours later...
"Do you have any Prodigy?"
Prodigy?
"Prodigy. Yes."
Prodigy the rapper, or Prodigy as in The Prodigy? 'Firestarter' Prodigy?
"Not the rapper, just Prodigy."
I'm sorry, we don't have any. Anything else you might want to hear?
"No."
(Girl exits)
Wow, that would have been pretty thug if she had wanted to hear Prodigy the rapper.
Sam: "Yeah, but girls like that ask for shit like that. They like that thug shit. It's like, they met some really thugged-out guy once, and it reminds them of the past."
...minutes later...
That girl...is...really...getting down.
(DT, Sam and Cameron peer through the booth's faux window. The girl is getting freaky with her friend, who also happens to be a girl.)
DT: "Uh, yeah they are."
Sam: "Uh-huh."
Cam (non-lecherously): "Yeah."
I wonder how long this can go on for.
Big Daddy Kane - 'Warm It Up Kane'
(Girl yawps consent. Much dancing...)
Tuff Crew - 'My Part of Town'
(So damn tuff. Perplexed, but more dancing...)
Trick Daddy - 'In Da Wind'
(See above...)
Too Short - 'Burn Rubber'
(Girls dance. And by dance, I mean 'take turns freaking each other.')
and so on. if it was possible to say this without sounding sleazy, we just wanted to see how long this could possibly last. after all, anyone who has ever been to the enormous room knows that cantabridgians don't really get down: my boys don't dance they just pull up their pants and...hit the books. hard.
so this was more of a social experiment than anything resembling voyeurism.
and it ended, oddly enough, with this great song here.
...walking home at 2 a.m...
dave tompkins, excitedly, with brows in full effect: "we got paid for that?"
Huh?
Sam: "Some kid just poked his head in the booth and requested 'anything from Queensbridge.' Dorky white kid."
Ah. We've seen him before.
...mere minutes later...
(Dorky, well-meaning white kid pokes head through booth) "Queensbridge? Anything?"
Hmmm...not sure.
"M-O-B-B?"
Didn't bring any tonight, sorry.
"Awwwwww...I can run home and get some if you want."
Uh, you don't have to do that.
"I just live around the corner, I can run back to my apartment and get my Mobb Deep records."
Okay, but, I can just bring them next week.
"No Mobb at all?"
Well, if there's really something you want to hear, go for it. If you go home and get some records, I will play whatever you bring.
"That's all right. Do you have any Nas?"
...hours later...
"Do you have any Prodigy?"
Prodigy?
"Prodigy. Yes."
Prodigy the rapper, or Prodigy as in The Prodigy? 'Firestarter' Prodigy?
"Not the rapper, just Prodigy."
I'm sorry, we don't have any. Anything else you might want to hear?
"No."
(Girl exits)
Wow, that would have been pretty thug if she had wanted to hear Prodigy the rapper.
Sam: "Yeah, but girls like that ask for shit like that. They like that thug shit. It's like, they met some really thugged-out guy once, and it reminds them of the past."
...minutes later...
That girl...is...really...getting down.
(DT, Sam and Cameron peer through the booth's faux window. The girl is getting freaky with her friend, who also happens to be a girl.)
DT: "Uh, yeah they are."
Sam: "Uh-huh."
Cam (non-lecherously): "Yeah."
I wonder how long this can go on for.
Big Daddy Kane - 'Warm It Up Kane'
(Girl yawps consent. Much dancing...)
Tuff Crew - 'My Part of Town'
(So damn tuff. Perplexed, but more dancing...)
Trick Daddy - 'In Da Wind'
(See above...)
Too Short - 'Burn Rubber'
(Girls dance. And by dance, I mean 'take turns freaking each other.')
and so on. if it was possible to say this without sounding sleazy, we just wanted to see how long this could possibly last. after all, anyone who has ever been to the enormous room knows that cantabridgians don't really get down: my boys don't dance they just pull up their pants and...hit the books. hard.
so this was more of a social experiment than anything resembling voyeurism.
and it ended, oddly enough, with this great song here.
...walking home at 2 a.m...
dave tompkins, excitedly, with brows in full effect: "we got paid for that?"
Labels: ACTUAL CONVERSATIONS
