So after I got off work at Teddy's (name drop) last night, i headed downtown to this Harvey/Sarcastic party to meet Pube$ & Road Manager Barry. By the time I got there it was already like 2:45 and Pube$' punk "my moms in town" ass was already talking about bouncing. Since I paid $20 to get in I said fuck it and stayed to listen to the legend....

Cut to one hour later and I'm in the middle of the spot dancing my ass off all by myself, no friends, no drugs and no alcohol! To be honest I don't really dance that much, but last night I had no choice. I spent nearly three hours dancing by myself as Harvey maneuvered between three turntables, a reel to reel tape machine and a Bozak mixer (I'm assuming).

Why am I writing this? TIME TO STEP OUR GAME UP PEOPLE! For the last time it's not about photo shoots, headphone endorsements, who's the best at scratching, how many B-More remixes you've turned out, who your booking agent is, what hotel your staying at, etc. It really is about the music and giving the people a feeling they'll always remember and turn to when life has them trapped.*

-Raver Jemz

*unless your just another top-forty dj, than disregard this post, your good.