I did the photoshoot for the flyer (shown below) for this party on Friday. There was a PRE-PARTY sponsored by Ace of Spades champagne JUST to take pictures for the flyer. 30 people on stage, bottles of champagne poppin, dollar bills raining from the sky…
I cant wait to see the actual party itself.
OK, so I’m convinced. I’ve played both of these tracks in my house, at smaller DJ gigs, and at venues where I pretty much know everyone in the building.
I did a DJ set at the W Hotel in Midtown ATL last night. I didn’t know anyone in the room at all. None of them looked like me. I played these two songs at peak time and people went absolutely ape shit.
Rob Base - It Takes Two (Black Dominoes Rampage Blend)
Lil Wayne - Go Millie (Say Wut Blend) CHECK THE TRAIN WHISTLE!
Some decent early-in-the-night jams…best played when you’re not really ready to dance but you still want to walk around the spot nodding your head to the beat.
Sebastian Tellier - Sexual Sportswear (SebastiAn remix)
My last track of the night was this new Blaqstarr joint. Very introspective-gangster ala T.I. or Jeezy…It seems pretty obvious to me who dude models his flow after, but it isn’t a bad thing. Besides, the chorus is super melodic and better than some J. Holiday type shit.
-kellen aka black dominoes
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Sorry for slacking! I’m actually writing from another computer today as my laptop decided to crash RIGHT after a 4-hour fashion shoot … thanks Microsoft Vista! But maybe it’s just that time of year when computers malfunction? Even our fashion writer, themisslinds, had some computer trouble herself - hence why she has been unable to post.
What’s been going on:
Tons of updates on the way: more music, more photos, and more fashion!
I know, yr all probably either in reading Bradford Cox’s blog or out and about getting drunk, but peep this shit. Tonight i’ve been listening to Weirdo Rippers for the first time and B.I.G. for the millionth. (pause/take sip/damn/claret tastes good.) Come by the Harold Group shindig later tonite featuring Tiny Mixmaster/Dosa Kim et al. if you wanna hang—-i’ll be behind the record players and cooling with rachael. -kellen aka black dominoessssssssssssss
the great Mr. Vliet’s ten rules for guitarists.
1. LISTEN TO THE BIRDS That’s where all the music comes from. Birds know everything about how it should sound and where that sound should come from. And watch hummingbirds. They fly really fast, but a lot of times they aren’t going anywhere.
2. YOUR GUITAR IS NOT REALLY A GUITAR Your guitar is a divining rod. Use it to find spirits in the other world and bring them over. A guitar is also a fishing rod. If you’re good, you’ll land a big one.
3. PRACTICE IN FRONT OF A BUSH Wait until the moon is out, then go outside, eat a multi-grained bread and play your guitar to a bush. If the bush doesn’t shake, eat another piece of bread.
4. WALK WITH THE DEVIL Old delta blues players referred to amplifiers as the “devil box.” And they were right. You have to be an equal opportunity employer in terms of who you’re bringing over from the other side. Electricity attracts demons and devils. Other instruments attract other spirits. An acoustic guitar attracts Casper. A mandolin attracts Wendy. But an electric guitar attracts Beelzebub.
5. IF YOU’RE GUILTY OF THINKING, YOU’RE OUT If your brain is part of the process, you’re missing it. You should play like a drowning man, struggling to reach shore. If you can trap that feeling, then you have something that is fur bearing.
6. NEVER POINT YOUR GUITAR AT ANYONE Your instrument has more power than lightning. Just hit a big chord, then run outside to hear it. But make sure you are not standing in an open field.
7. ALWAYS CARRY YOUR CHURCH KEY You must carry your key and use it when called upon. That’s your part of the bargain. Like One String Sam. He was a Detroit street musician in the fifties who played a homemade instrument. His song “I Need A Hundred Dollars” is warm pie. Another church key holder is Hubert Sumlin, Howlin’ Wolf’s guitar player. He just stands there like the Statue of Liberty making you want to look up her dress to see how he’s doing it.
8. DON’T WIPE THE SWEAT OFF YOUR INSTRUMENT You need that stink on there. Then you have to get that stink onto your music.
9. KEEP YOUR GUITAR IN A DARK PLACE When you’re not playing your guitar, cover it and keep it in a dark place. If you don’t play your guitar for more than a day, be sure to put a saucer of water in with it.
10. YOU GOTTA HAVE A HOOD FOR YOUR ENGINE Wear a hat when you play and keep that hat on. A hat is a pressure cooker. If you have a roof on your house the hot air can’t escape. Even a lima bean has to have a wet paper towel around it to make it grow.
yah, the election isn’t until November, but for me the results are in.
NYC is the best place to be in the United States from June-September.
The weather is really nice, everyone is happy as shit that it isn’t freezing, you can eat all your meals outside, and obviously there’s a ton of shit to do and people to hang out with.
you can even take this train thingy to the beach. i did it.
Warnings:
There are a fuckton of tourists around (don’t go where they are.)
It is warm (don’t call it hot; Vegas or ATL in July is HOT.)
if you have a bike you pretty much own the city.
it’s flat, and compared to Atlanta the drivers are mad courteous. (for real!)
NYC has pretty much turned into a European city now–meaning the center city is safe as fuck and all the dodgy parts are in the suburbs. anybody who says NYC is all hard and crazy is lying unless they live in Bushwick or something, an and even that place is getting gentrified. nowhere in manhattan is even as hard as the dope-slanging corner on edgewood, much less vine city or some shit.
The LES (especially on weekends) hasnt been ‘edgy or ‘alt’ or whatever for years—it’s a mainstream nightlife area for people who don’t want to do the whole stupid velvet rope meatpacking district thingy.
BK (as you’ve surely heard) is fucking full of white hipsters. That entire sentence is pretty much a cliche at this point, but you don’t really get it until you actually see how many of them there are.
I went to a quesadilla spot in Fort Greene last night before my gig and it was like 4 Decatur Social Clubs in that bitch. And that was one restaurant in one tiny area of the hipster section of BK.
The whole movement is waaaay bigger than i thought.
Yeah, the realllllly rich people are in the Hamptons or Nice (fuck ‘em) and the rent is crazy high, but everyday shit like burgers and fries and beer costs no more in NYC than ATL.
Yall can have the beach and everywhere else in the summer.
From now on i’m gonna grind hardddddd in the ATL winter and spend a couple summer months in new york. Did I mention that there seems to be four females for every guy up here? and everyone looks fresh as fuck?
Gig Notes
I did a DJ set at a mainstream spot in the LES the other night. It was like being in midtown ATL.The guy before me was playing Kool & The Gang’s “Celebration” and shit, and this place is a 3min walk from the ALIFE store. I played crookers, the ramones, fake blood, para one, otis redding, cut copy etc (my usual mix) but when i played the Jeezy/Jay-Z ‘put on’ collab the spot went apeshit. i think they freaked out extra hard because they didn’t recognize much else that i played, but it was still rad.
props to east village radio for playing my ish on monday night!
boston, here i come!
athens, i’ll see you on thursday for the BET movie then STRIPED SOCKS!
yr buddy kellen aka black dominoesssssssssssssss
www.myspace.com/blackdominoes
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