DJ Chuck Chillout

I got to meet Chuck Chillout the other day when I shot this story for the Times. He was cool as hell. If you ain't down, he got name checked on all kinds of old hip hop records, and broke artists like Public Enemy on his radio show. Legendary. Seems the radio station he works for Kiss FM got closed up. Let's hope Chuck lands on his feet.

Was that the random stripper in the basement show? I think I missed that one.

Victro had to ask. So yeah, there was a question as to whether or not the previous pic was from the night where a woman was so moved by the Mercury Birds that she stripped down and danced. I think it was the same night but I can't certify that.

But here's the image. Same band, same basement, what's the difference? This young woman had stumbled across the party, drank a lot of beer and, at Mr Jackson's urging—directed at everyone and no one—to "take your clothes off and get retarded," did just that. Just look at the happy faces. She really lit up the room. Well she and her boyfriend ended up staying for the entire show and then hung out at the house into the wee hours drinking beer. We never saw her again. I wonder where she is now?

Dance with me, Come on dance with me baby

All this talk lately of New Year's about who can come to the beach and who can't has inspired me to post a couple of dance moves by pac-ass. This New Years won't be the same without you's guy's. 

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2006 on Dellwood

Moonshine Dance Party

It's not even explainable, but drinking moonshine will cause you to act a fool. Some time ago, a lot of us drank some and none of us felt drunk, but we all went stupid. We continuously threw a pile of freshly laundered undies into the ceiling fan while I had on Wisa's clothes, and we all wore stripes. By the end of our "New Order" dance off, Darnel had humped and ottoman and butt-dropped on an old banana causing it to EXPLODE. This will happen again on SaTURDay.

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