06-22-2023, 11:31 PM
Musically, SNWMF was a joy from start to finish. Friday I caught some of 7th street showcase on the village stage. A nice warm up. Then I said ‘high’ to my DJ bud Spleece as he was spinning for the main stage just prior to Kabaka Pyramid. But then I was called away (can’t remember why). Got back out for some Kabaka and some Luciano - both are acts that I enjoy for a few songs but a whole set gets repetitive so all I need is maybe 20 mins or so, a few songs.
Then There was my beloved dancehall. There were these new red horns in the sound system that really pick up the mid range. Warrior International sound was relentless and pounding. It had to be the loudest DJs ever to play there. All the corrugated steel roofs were shaking sympathetically - made our campsite sound like the snare drum of god. A chunk of ceiling fell off and hit Toch (Joel’s son who is now a high school grad and over 6 ft tall). It was probably asbestos. Hoel, Toch, & I brought our lightsabers for some dueling fun. Unfortunately mine was malfunctioning and I could only get the blue saber without sound effects (it died the next day when I tried to recharge it - I must contact saberforge about that). We had a lot of fun and later, many commented that they saw some crazy rastas with lightsabers and later realized it was us. The best part was I got into a duel with a hawty in a top hat and clown nose armed with a light up boa and a slappy hand clapper. Too much fun.
Left for camp around 15 mins before the dancehall closed. Hoel had this new electric dab rig that was truly dangerous. I had to cut myself off the following night from that beast. I’m still coughing from that and my tinnitus is still around 11 from that DJ.
But the damage was done. Might as well press on now and enjoy it.
Then There was my beloved dancehall. There were these new red horns in the sound system that really pick up the mid range. Warrior International sound was relentless and pounding. It had to be the loudest DJs ever to play there. All the corrugated steel roofs were shaking sympathetically - made our campsite sound like the snare drum of god. A chunk of ceiling fell off and hit Toch (Joel’s son who is now a high school grad and over 6 ft tall). It was probably asbestos. Hoel, Toch, & I brought our lightsabers for some dueling fun. Unfortunately mine was malfunctioning and I could only get the blue saber without sound effects (it died the next day when I tried to recharge it - I must contact saberforge about that). We had a lot of fun and later, many commented that they saw some crazy rastas with lightsabers and later realized it was us. The best part was I got into a duel with a hawty in a top hat and clown nose armed with a light up boa and a slappy hand clapper. Too much fun.
Left for camp around 15 mins before the dancehall closed. Hoel had this new electric dab rig that was truly dangerous. I had to cut myself off the following night from that beast. I’m still coughing from that and my tinnitus is still around 11 from that DJ.
But the damage was done. Might as well press on now and enjoy it.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse