It has been a minute... I am going to try and stay on top of this thing... Again
As a curator of Freshness, and a cognoscente of anything James Bond, my recent affection for firearms - specifically a prewar Walther PPK - has taken me to the firing range to work as a deadeye.
This is what happens.
True story
-me
LOL... Smiley Face
Adam Michael Goldstein
DJ AM
I do not know the words to express the loss that I feel now and will forever.
I leave you with some pictures.
•• holding down a house somewhere •• 
•• dj'ing in Germany together •• 
•• Adam 12, AMG, myself •• 
•• the Friday before his passing •• 
and of course...
•• giving the bozack •• 
I miss my friend.
-me
I leave you with some pictures.
and of course...
I miss my friend.
-me
www.captainnights.com
Some more pictures from our night out in NYC.
Good times...
I miss my friend.
-me
Good times...
I miss my friend.
-me
Kamikaze MIKEcrophone Stone
This was a fun night...
Of course, the footage where I am on the mic at Tao Nightclub dancing ON (not IN) the dj booth was not captured. No one would believe that was the scene on Saturday night simply because: 1) I NEVER get on the mic and 2) My gogo dancing days ended in the late 90's.
Shout out to Jermaine Dupri for pretending my opinion matters.
Shout out to InTYnational for my new cognomen: Thurston Howell the 3rd, Jr. (I think that makes me the 4th)
Shout out to the Bellagio for encouraging $100 YO bets. It was exciting when we finally hit one.
"If I ain't livin the life, I dont know what you call it" - Don ChiChi-O
-me
Libation Regatta
Three sheets to the wind
Here is a slide show of some of the happenings from Sujit's 14th Annual 21st birthday party at Greenhouse in New York this past Monday.
All photos by: Adam 12 (nom de guerre) nee Adam Michael Bravin (nom de plume)
More to come.
-me
Dernier Cri
Five Four Clothing "Look of the Week"
Through an experiment, Look of the Week, co-captain of Five Four Clothing Andres Izquieta, has managed to showcase the fashion eye of some of pop cultures icons and up-and-coming talents, draping them in accoutrements of the Five Four-house.
Now that the experimental stages are over, Andres has called upon The Captains Of Industry to flaunt fashion-style, scribe-style, photo-style, or as we like to call it: The Lifestyle.
See the co-captains entry on The co-Captain HERE.
This picture, as well as the others posted, does not capture the magic that happened that warm August day in Downtown Los Angeles. All photos by Andres Izquieta.
Shout out to Dee, William Lifestyle, and Mikey Bowtie.
-me
Question Of The Day
Eminence Front
Women (Girls) say they want to be treated like a princess all the time. Well then, why do they only wear tiaras on their birthdays?
I can't even think of what to title this
It's that absurd
This set us back 2000 years.
And when I say "us", of course I am referring to the human race.
Forward to 1:30.
WTF?!
-me
And when I say "us", of course I am referring to the human race.
Forward to 1:30.
WTF?!
-me
Money Talks
Does anyone know about this?
This was sent to me a week later by one of our comrades from the north.
Thanks Spoons.
After more research, I found that, "Spoons" aka Jens, our cohort in the "Fifty Dollar Big Mac" experiment is already an internet phenom. And this whole time I thought I was doing him a favor.
I know for a fact that "Homeless Mike" owes me a sandwich for THIS.
Shout out to Matty Cox and The Donnelly Hospitality Group for assisting me in achieving a level of inebriation where I spent $50 on some Big Macs.
-me
Saturday Night Live
A new club.
A new party.
A new hope.
A new party.
A new hope.
Shout out to Russian Rob for commissioning the command of his new ship to me. But really, who else would you call other than a Captain Of Industry?
(insert something "Saturday night" related here)
-me
Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel The Tweet
Thanks Robert Palmer
Here are the facts...
• There are 17 million or so twitter users WORLDWIDE.
• There are 300 million people in the UNITED STATES.
• Twitter is not as popular/rad as everyone believes it is.
• I do not like twitter. It is obviously flawed when I have to remember people's handle, and I haven't had to remember anything since 1994.
Now follow me on twitter HERE and follow Graham Funke HERE.
Power Station "Some Like It Hot"
-me
• There are 17 million or so twitter users WORLDWIDE.
• There are 300 million people in the UNITED STATES.
• Twitter is not as popular/rad as everyone believes it is.
• I do not like twitter. It is obviously flawed when I have to remember people's handle, and I haven't had to remember anything since 1994.
Now follow me on twitter HERE and follow Graham Funke HERE.
Power Station "Some Like It Hot"
-me
Jet Son
As a practiced jet setter, I observe and absorb details that most callow travelers might not. The product of my cognizance is a better understanding of airport protocol, more specifically airport security protocol, making my ramble through the airport a smooth one.
That does not give allowances to the TSA to continue to be imbeciles.
Just saying.
-me
You Know I'm Back... I'm Back...
I'm really really back
Since I have had a lack of interest or inspiration for quite some time, my blogging has been abated. Even after the death of the most significant virtuoso in the HIStory of time, I was unable to compose the prose to express myself or even have the desire to do so.
This is not another Michael Jackson post... Well, kinda.
Once gaining consciousness this morning, I went through the usual cockcrow quotidian of answering the following questions: Where am I? Where is my phone? Why do I have a twitter account? But, for once, my skitter through posts on the unusually popular site had an impact... And it was not Michael Jackson related... Well, kinda.
My man (insert your homoerotic nullifying adage here) Clinton Sparks posted the following:
- Everyday wake up & be the best you. Then everyday after that wake up & be better each day. Compete w/ urself only!
Michael Jackson was never trying to impress anyone, only competing with himself, simply because, there was no competition. Regardless of what you say or think about him, you can't take that away from him. That lasts forever.
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Live from Delux in Los Angeles 6/27/09
The above mix was recorded last night while working at Bar Delux. I think its a good representation of songs that people knew, song they might have forgotten about, and maybe some songs they knew nothing about.
I was drunk.
I was emotional.
I do not get emotional.
-me
On My Own
Monday nights at Hyde lounge is home to an 80's party that I dj at weekly. It is a night I enjoy working, since I do not have to expel the usual shitty pop records from the last 5 years. Instead, I play shitty pop records from the 80's.
As the party is promoted as an 80's party, it's expected that the musical carte du jour would be exactly that: 80's music. Unfortunately, I still have to play for the lowest common denominator who's majority falls in the 18-22 age range, which means that most were not even a consideration in 1989. That being said, the following scenario was not a surprise to me.
"Let's leave
•• Girl 2 ••
"Yea. I haven't heard a single song I know"
Girls flee the scene at go get their cars from valet. Bobby Brown "My perogative" gets played.
•• Girl 1 ••
"UGH... Of course we leave when he plays Britney"
No comment.
My favorite ditty by Robert Barisford Brown, when the gumby was on point.
Props to George Murphy aka Clarence for enlightening me of tonight's calamities, and Nick Leo for being Nick Leo.
-me
Marco.... Polo
I found you
With the conception of Serato, we saw the abortion of dj'ing. This program allowed a slew of "dj's" to gain assets in what was once THE valuable commodity in the DJ world: the vinyl record.
Since 2004/2005, the art of DJ'ing has been on a rapid decline. If the art form isn't already dead, it is on life support with NEW JACK dj's waiting in line to pull the plug. Since the egress of the urgency to corral the necessary records for any given night, and/or the adroitness to be able to do so, the only form of expression we as DJs have are our mixes specific to the representing DJ. Whether the mix is one matching harmonies, or a play on words, or whatever, the "mix" is all we have left to express individuality as a disc jockey today.
That being said, when I hear about a "dj" pilfering mixes from other DJ's, all I can do is feel sorry for them, as they lack the basic mental ability to generate original ideas or thoughts. In short, they are fucking imbeciles.
Since everyone is going to end up asking whom I am writing about, I will just tell you now... Jesse Marco.
This is NOT meant to exhibit or excavate Marco's plagiarism, as his thieving ways have ALREADY been documented by a slew of DJ's he has purloined in the past - myself included. My purpose of action is to reach out to those who still actually give a shit about Dj'ing.
God knows, I don't give a fuck anymore.
-me
Up To Dade
Someone sent this to me today...
Who am I kidding...
While perusing the quotidian bloggings of Perez Hilton, I came across this post:
LMAFO
On March 14th, 2009, the P. Man gave us his usual dose of "new music", cept this time the music wasn't so new, as "I'm in Miami BITCH" by LMFAO (Red Foo and Sky Blu) has been a set staple for the good part of a year.
Alongside his signature afro, Red Foo has been hitting the streets of Los Angeles heavy for over a decade. Whether he was reminding us we can't get fresher than him or citing us the complexities of life by way of a chess metaphor, it's no doubt Foo has been around longer than most might think. He was DEF the first to don a proton pack.
For ALL you NEW JACK BUSTERS...
Red Foo And Dre Kroon "Life is a game of chess" 1996
Red Foo And Dre Kroon ft Evidence "The Freshest" 1997
But of course, LMFAO's best performance to date was in late November 2008 apace with The Captains Of Industry.
A big 'ol merci beaucoup to AMG for the "game of chess" mp3
-me
Today...
... I feel like this.
Thanks Shane.
Just added www.shanepowers.com to my blogroll.
Current Mood: YOU CAN'T FUCKING TELL?!
-me
Thanks Shane.
Just added www.shanepowers.com to my blogroll.
Current Mood: YOU CAN'T FUCKING TELL?!
-me
This is my Sundance Film Festival Post
with the musings of Ross Schwartzman
dj Ross One is a man of many talents. Seasoned disc jockey, conservator of collectible couture, and a war veteran.
He drives a RAD car...
... Wants a RAD car...
... Plays RAD songs...
... and hangs with RAD dudes.
So when Ross Schwartzman says something, I pay attention. Since the rest of his life is so RAD, whatever knowledge he bequeaths to me, I consider invaluable.
When discussing Sundance Film Festival, Ross noticed a lot of dj's were playing at a venue called "Sundance" in Park City, Utah based on their schedules posted Myspace. 
Needless to say, I saw said dj's but never found a venue called Sundance.
Strange.
(That was my Sundace segueway)
Sundance Film Festival recap...
... flying in style...
... thanks to Chip Jordan...
... with a little work...
... and a little play...
... and the queer lounge...
... and of course, the conception of "Crazy White Man"...
More shouts to Myspace Cafe for having delicious foods ONLY Graham could enjoy.
And finally, shouts to Semu Namakajo for being au fait in the music department.
-me
[برك] حسين [أبما]
(Barack Hussein Obama... I think)
As I peruse the daily propaganda of cnn.com, I came across an entire section dedicated to the dissection of Barack Obama's presidency... after only 30 days.
Since the near flawless execution of FDR's cardinal days during the Great Depression (the first one), the first 100 days of any President has since become a benchmark for what's to come for the next 4 years. Totally absurd considering that G.W. Bush's first 100 days included a 62% approval rating (7% higher than William Jefferson Clinton), as well as 74% of Americans agreeing that Bush Jr had "a vision for his presidency" unlike his father.
As if being the first black President EVER and having to succeed the regime of Bush administration is not enough of a daunting task, now the guy has to be measured by a fictive barometer that will determine his potential success for the next 4 years. Totally absurd considering it will take two terms as President to notice ANY tangible change.
It does not help that people like this exist.
... but what do I know.
Biggups to my man Sal Likovic for blessing us with OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA OBAMA.
-me
Post Script -
"Obama" is still not part of the digital wordbook as I cite HERE and display HERE.
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