Last night Colby and I went to Hip-Hop Karaoke at the Knitting Factory. Colby used to go all the time when it was in Williamsburg, but then it stopped, and left a noticable void in it's absence.
It was really serious. Most people didn't use their lyric sheets, and this guy, the MC, didn't even take a break the whole night. It was amazing, while also very intimidating.
Oh, yeah, and Jeru the Damaja was there. I almost missed it because I went to the bathroom to practice my song (I was really nervous), and I guess he did one of his own songs, and then he just kinda spit some new stuff, acapella...it was sick.
Then later, apppearing on the same stage, COLBY BIRD.
Seriously raising the bar.
What's not to love?
Fuck the L. I hate forced taxi riding.
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