B'More Funky

Hey guys - do we still like B'More Booty Funk? Of course we do - its been cool since Stan Bell was playing The Perculator in 1990 and its cool now. There have been so many neato remixes popping up over the last 12 months or so i just had to get a hand on some and do this damn thang. This set is way more straight forward than my usual mixes and it is 100% dance floor. Its also rather adult-ish (its no DJ Sluggo, but....). Clocks in at a sweaty 35 minutes or so. Enjoy!

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1. James Brown - Papa's Got a Brand New Bag (Dj Eli re-dit)
2. Bonde de Role - gasolina (buraka som sistema dub remix)
3. Aphex Twin - Windowlicker (Mac 3000 Video Remix)
4. Pete Rock & CL Smooth - T.R.O.Y. (DJ Dusty Remix) R.I.P. K-Swift
5. Spank Rock - Put That Pussy On Me (DIplo Tonight remix)
6. Suzanne Vega - Toms Diner (Tittsworth remix)
7. Cajmere - Its Time For The Perculator
8. Harry Belafonte - Jump In Line (Shake Shake Senora) (John Bourke Bmore Mix)
9. Justice - D.A.N.C.E. (Titsworth remix)
10. Spank Rock - Lyndsay Lohan's Revenge
11. Tittsworth - Nappy Headed Hoes

Back up in this....

Well, well....it's been a minute since you came here and read a true post, eh? Yes I admit the blogosphere has been hurting in my absence - but at least I saw fit to post up some cartoons and pics, right?
Well, it certainly hasn't been boring. Tigers season alone and the Coach Cal incident rocked my world - as evidenced in my past few posts - and I would have blogged about it, but it seemed wherever I went, and I mean WHEREVER I went, its all anyone could talk about. I wonder what the last time something so affecting happened here in Mempho. Whether you think its bad or stupid or whatever that people care so much about basketball around here, we do. Black, white, young, old, rich, poor - it is amazing the effect that these Tigers have on my community. Oh, and if you care about my 2 cents worth on Josh Pastner, I will say this: I am very hopeful for this guy. If Cal had to have him and he is indeed the ace recruiter they say, he already has an ace in the hole. With a decent batch of players and the right assistant or two, this guy could do a lotta good in C-USA. And, should he turn out okay, he will be a Memphis hero, shaped before our eyes. If he sucks, well, at least he will do so with a decent roster and an excuse. Its not like he can pull any power moves on us against our will...but I think we gon' be aight.
What else to report? Lots of truck wrapping going on - the rappers seem to be coming back out from the shadows...we hadn't seen them much in the last year or so, as cheaper (crappier) competition began springing up all over the place. But in recent days I have been graced by both Criminal Manne (pronounced Mayne for all you squares) and The Don Davinci (though I think he is just professionally creepy - I never saw any evidence that he actually raps!?)...
Last week I got a great dj gig from the Memphis Grizz for the Grand Opening of the Boys and Girls Club in what we call Nutbush - the area north of Summer & Highland. I have always wondered why they call it that...its not the Nutbush Tina Turner sang about, right?! Anyway, the gig was entertaining the youth while the grownups cut ribbons and did their thing.
DJ'ing for kids is tricky. They don't have the longest memories or attention spans, and they can be quite fickle. Plus, who the hell understands them or what they like?! The stuff i was into in 6th grade was retarded!!

But i did my homework and researched the top tracks on the pop and rap charts around here...having done the Grizz / kids dj thing a few times before, I was pretty well aware of their speed and taste - but some things never cease to amaze.
When you were in jr. high, did you know any dance routines? I don't mean like a cheer or The Kid n Play - I mean involved, hardcore, step by step dances? Well these kids are NOT playing. they are poppin, lockin, droppin it, bouncin it, flauntin it, and pushin it thees way and that. It is insane!

They do the birdwalk, the Cupid shuffle, they turn their swag on, and the stanky leg.....OH, the stanky leg. I could have put it on loop....Sunday I dj'd the Grizz's ticketholder appreciation perty at Putt Putt and got hit up for it 4 times. Thankfully my contact at the organization put down the "No Stanky Leg" mandate of just once.

My favorite was this one, where they let the kids have a showout on the dancefloor. The little girl in the center obviously rocked the joint - she was rockin, fuzzy boots and all. The little girl to her right was going off, too, though a little young to rule the floor just yet. But the one to watch is the little boy on the left. His Bill Cosby-ish shuffle (wiuth a dash of Chunk's Truffle Shuffle from Goonies) combined with his compulsion to fall to the ground and spin, made for the hilight of my evening.

Keep playing trivia for our tournament, but damn it gets frustrating...can you put these films in order? Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead, Encino Man, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, & Heathers?! Seriously, we lost it all on that one...
Anyway, I guess thats it fer now....getting tired - and we do like to get our crash on round hyah:

Kentucky? More like "Ken Kiss My..."

It must be March again in Memphis....

Crappy bank....but awesome windows!

True Blue

It had been on my mind for some time that the famous "Blue Dog" was merely a ripoff of my awesome "Arrow Dog". After seeing posters everywhere for the Blue Dog art show in midtown then seeing Blue Dog grace the cover of this month's Animal News magazine, i had had enough. I got Arrow to do his Blue Dog look and snapped him with my trusty cell phone.
I emailed the above to Mr. Rodrigue's website contact and immediately got the following back:

Hi Justin:
We received your email and appreciate you sending us the photo - I suppose of your dog? Quite a resemblance!!! The ears, the face, the nose!!! Blue Dog is everybody's dog!! I will make sure that Mr. Rodrigue sees the photos you sent...he will get a kick out seeing the dog that resembles Blue Dog!

Thanks again!!

Bertha Bernard
Assistant to Mr. Rodrigue

Go Tigers Go!

"Justin,
Good stuff. Great design. Thankyou so much. I forwarded it to coach Cal!" - Coach Pastner

"Very nice. My favorite was, “Now with free-throw shooting power.” - Geoff Calkins

Justin & Aaron, Awesome Trip, Great Time!

Oh, my chippies....I just got back from Hotlanta, GA, with my soon to be married partner in crime, Aaron B. and it was truly an adventre to behold. We were there thanks to Aaron getting me the greatest Christmas present of all time, two tix to see Tim and Eric's Awesome Tour. This is of course the live counterpart to Tim & Eric's Awesome Show Great Job! on Cartoon Network.
The show was absolutely amazing. I saw them last spring at a club in St Louis and it was great, too....but this time they truly went all out PLUS they had their whack pack of bizarre hangers on, so we got the full-on awesome show experience.
If you have never seen the show, it is pointless for me to attempt to describe it here. The short version would be that it is a bright, colorful, hyperactive show meant to look like a crappily made public access kid's show....sort of. It also makes the most of strange, awkward people and their would-be talents. There - that's the best I can do.

DJ Dougpound was the opening act, as he was last year. This guy is actually T & E's sound and video guy. as well as the editor for Awesome Show. His act is sort of a standup comedy/dj act and it is....well, awesome. As a dj, I can appreciate a skewering of the pretensions attached to the craft.

Then the lights came down and it was time for our heroes. First, however, we were treated to an intro by Richard Dunne, a regular to the world of Tim & Eric. I dunno if I have mentioned this, but most of their extended cast consists of 50+ year old men who are NOT professional actors. In fact, they really aren't professional anything....

Then came T & E....they opened with a rousing number about diarrhea. Once that was out of the way, we were treated to a surprising number of classics from the show - even the Kids' Breaks raps,including "I Sit Down When I Pee", "I Think My Sister's Cute" and of course "I'm Never Gonna Wipe My Butt":

And we didn't just get to see Tim and Eric - like I said, they had their whole crew with em this time! James Quall was on-hand to sing "Beach Blast" which I will always know by heart because it is my buddy's cell phone ring:

And oh my goodness they had everyone's favorite, David Loebe Hart, there to sing a collection of classics. I can now say I have seen live performances of "Stay In School", "Drink Milk", "Father & Son"....and, yes, the epic "Salame":

We got to see some previewed bits fromSeason 4 (lots of poop humor, more of the "I Sit On You" guy, and even some Alan Thicke), Eric managed to fire everyone leaving it merely The Eric Show, they even did the "Sexual Romance" bit with Sire singing live (he got fired,too) and Tim in his leopard skin briefs and rat tail, sneaking up on Eric's old lady (played this time by a blowup doll). The show covered all the bases a fan would want to see and kept everyone on their toes as to what they were watching as a Tim & Eric show should. I find that friends of mine either fall in love with this show or totally despise it and see it as the downfall of civilization. Aaron wasn't too big a fan going in....and he probably isn't now, honestly. But I ate it up and I bought some COOL crap. A new Tim & Eric t-shirt AND a David Loebe Hart cd, autographed and hand labeled! Yeeeah, boy!
But our adventure really didn't start til we got back to the Inn and were ready to crash. We had noticed the rather old timey sprinkler system as well as the corroded wires sticking out what had at one time been a smoke detector. As we were just dozing off, the sound of Squidbillies on the TV was cut short by a banging on our door and "FIRE DPARTMENT! GET OUT NOOOWWW!!!" Yup. We grabbed up our shit and scooted out - and yes it smelled like smoke. After doubling back for my glasses, I came out the front door to a dozen fire trucks, some cop cars and an ambulance or two. Smoke was billowing off the roof of the hotel. A police officer grabbed us and asked "Ya'll just coming out of there!?" We told him yes, that the fireman just banged on our door moments ago. "Good to see you aren't dead!" Always reassuring to hear from the cops.

It being 2 a.m., nobody really had any idea what to do or where to go. Nobody from the hotel was anywhere to be found so we didn't know if we would be getting back in or if there was anywhere else we could sleep. Thankfully a local from the apartments across the street noticed us and asked what was going on. he wound up offering us some beers which we gladly accepted. Before we knew it, his cute female neighbor was walking up and offering us more beers. We had a campfire party!

After a few brews and a coupla hours, a fireman informed us a public bus had been brought by for us to sit on and stay warm. We wound up sitting on it, finishing a beer, and hanging out with "Dirty James", the local bum. He had some french fries that were looking kinda right about then.
We finally made it back to our room by like 4 in the morning. The firemen once again informed us that it was cool to go in. Nobody from the hotel ever showed themselves. The next morning we woke up, packed and got ready to check out. When we approached the couter, the young girl on duty just smiled. "We're, uh, checking out now..." We had to expect someone, hopefully someone in charge, to have something to say to us, right? "OK, its cool!" Huh? I gave her my patented "What the hell is wrong with you" look and asked "Does a manager or someone not want to address us about last night's events?" She looked like a deer in headlights. We wound up walking out and resigning ourselves to writing dirty e-mails. Here's the moral of that story: "When in Atlanta, do NOT stay at The Highland Inn." Apparently, all the bands and talent stay there, but they are on drugs. Stay at a real hotel. Stay in a motel. Couch surf. At least they will have soap and shampoo. This place, not so much.

On the way home, we spotted so damn many bingo parlors. Alabama loves em some bingo! Whats up with that?!? They have 24 hour bingo!! They also have mega-porn places called "Love Stuff" which have billboards aaaalll up and down the highway. Or maybe they actually do have love stuff like cards and flowers. But I just did't think truckers bought much of that kind of stuff!