onyx hit me in the face?
last night we returned to the Raygun for the Prudoosuh's Cup. this entailed consuming cans upon cans of PBR and listening to truly authentic (if not entirely original [yes, work it out]) beats. there were also two horribly misplaced she-hippies from UofR, but the the beats were the main focus of the evening.
it works this way. two amateur "producers" get up on the stage to sit and nod sagely when their beats are played for thirty seconds. it looked something like this:
not terribly exciting on the surface, but diversion spontaneously materialized via the two aforementioned attention-whores who danced around like drunken hippies/giraffes in a sea of utter darkness. i wish i had gotten a picture of these two so i could post it on TipsyBitches.com and make a quick buck, but i digress. as determined by the cries of the audience, the winner of these passive tete-a-tetes gets on the microphone and drops knowledge on top of their own beats and the heads of the audience. this guy demonstrates, and looks as though he's on FIRE AHHHH kidding that's just the exposure:
and then blah blah blah here's a different perspective, you can see one of the flower children near the front of the stage. i don't know why i keep bringing them up, they just really annoyed the hell out of me.
it works this way. two amateur "producers" get up on the stage to sit and nod sagely when their beats are played for thirty seconds. it looked something like this:
not terribly exciting on the surface, but diversion spontaneously materialized via the two aforementioned attention-whores who danced around like drunken hippies/giraffes in a sea of utter darkness. i wish i had gotten a picture of these two so i could post it on TipsyBitches.com and make a quick buck, but i digress. as determined by the cries of the audience, the winner of these passive tete-a-tetes gets on the microphone and drops knowledge on top of their own beats and the heads of the audience. this guy demonstrates, and looks as though he's on FIRE AHHHH kidding that's just the exposure:
and then blah blah blah here's a different perspective, you can see one of the flower children near the front of the stage. i don't know why i keep bringing them up, they just really annoyed the hell out of me.