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September 09, 2010 10:17 PM PDT
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THIS IS THE LABEL TO A 1-LITER BOTTLE of Monopolowa potato vodka. It's definitely not the "two to three airplane bottles of mid-shelf vodka" I [almost laughed as I] promised to confine myself to last night at Bamboo. But it is $10.96 after tax after Trader Joes. As of Friday 1:52pm, there's half left (not counting the Revenge Shot I just had after Janet showed me a Prohibition-era photo of cops busting a winery), and I have no hangover. So take a cue from a wise Asian of yore (or lore, whatever you like) who once said: stiff trees break against the wind. Supple trees bend with it. Principles are all well and good, but flexibility is survival. and nothing gets you flexible like a coffee mug of peppermint schnapps before lunch.

The men-to-women ratio last night was insane, by the way. Pudge, Excite, Gogo, Tha Conclusion, Mantron and I were basically the only men in the joint. And Bamboo was not empty by any stretch. So I don't know what you dirks were doing with your Thursday night, but if you like alcohol, music and attractive members of the opposite sex, you may wanna keep Thursday nights at Bamboo Restaurant on your radar. Just a thought.

Saints & Sinners tonight, and I got a real chip on my shoulder. Lotta new songs, a reinvigorated liver, and I did a bunch of push-ups yesterday so I'm gonna look mildly buff until at least Saturday afternoon. I'm on at 10.

September 09, 2010 10:28 PM PDT
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A word. Usually, I love it when people hang out with me in the deejay booth. Now that Sum no longer deejays with me, I cherish a little company, unless you're asking me to play "something good", and/or your breath smells like you've been eating out of ashtrays. But times arise when deejaying requires my focus. A throng of shiny-shirted tunnel crowd types may have just walked in after getting turned down at the Ivar, and I may need to pretend to play something poppy so they'll stay long enough to buy a few drinks, complain about me and leave. Maybe I'm really enjoying myself. Maybe you're about to spill whisky on my equipment. Point is, sometimes I need to be left alone.

I know I look more like I'm checking my email up there, so it's easy to forget that I'm responsible for the sound coming out the speakers. I'm aware I'm sparking conversation as often as you are. Plus, it can be hard to tell that you're boring the criminy out of someone when you're drunk. So, since I'm too nice to tell you myself, if you ever ask me a question while I'm deejaying and you get one or more of the below responses, do the right thing and just hang out looking cool for a minute until you see me order another drink or something.

"Sorry, didnt catch that"
"Could you not lean on the mixer please?"

enjoy the set.

September 09, 2010 10:05 PM PDT
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I WAS BORN FOR MANY REASONS. To change rap. To have pretty babies. To keep the Bushmills Distillery in business. And I was born to deejay Saints & Sinners on Friday nights.

Saints & Sinners is in Palms, one of the mostly densely populated and ethnically diverse neighborhoods in Los Angeles, one of the most ethnically diverse cities in America, easily the most ethnically diverse country in the world. So it's my job to titillate the ears of one of the most mixed-up collections of people you will find in any bar anywhere - rockers, hip-hoppers, old schoolers, latins, and so on - in one night. My dad raised me on the blues. My mother's family raised me on Persian music. Living in England put me front row center for the '80s U.K. pop explosion. Moving to Los Angeles in 1992, the year of The Chronic and the riots, put me front row center for the '90s hip-hop explosion. And tracing those rap records back to their old school source samples opened me up to galaxies of music of all genres. After three years on the decks, a decent amount of local music lovers know that if you come to Saints & Sinners on a Friday night you're gonna hear it all. At once.

Check this one out to hear me in the mix at Saints & Sinners. We recorded the full four-hour set, then condensed it to my favorite segments. I kick off with an old school flurry, dip into reggae for a spell (which is normally the part where I point at the dancing women before eating the note Kate just handed me saying "no more reggae please"), tagteam hip-hop with some originals (props to QZR for hitting me with that Asha Puthli/Biggie record), turn '70s disco-rock into '80s R&B pop-cheese, and then go out diamond in the back, sun roof top style. Expect more Saints & Sinners mixes on subsequent episodes of The Palms Weekend Radio, which will premiere every Saturday and Sunday on soulpublicradio.com from 3 to 4pm, and live on forever here.

And remember, if you're complaining about my mixing skills, you're not drunk enough.

Show #4 tracklist:

Bruce Springsteen, "Born To Run"/Parliament, "Flash Light"
Albert King, "Born Under A Bad Sign"
Little Richard, "Lucille"
Bootsy Collins, "I'd Rather Be With You"
Tonto Irie, "It A Ring"
Barrington Levy, "Teach The Youth"
Ini Kamoze, "World Of Music"
Alton Ellis, "I'm Still In Love With You"
Bob Marley, "Could You Be Loved"
The Heptones/N.W.A./Charles Wright & The 103rd Street Rhythm Band, "Express Yourself"
Asha Puthli, "Space Talk"/Notorious B.I.G., "The World Is Filled..."
Nas, "Street Dreams"/Tupac, "All Eyez On Me"
Mos Def, "Life Is Real"
Barry White, "Never Gonna Give You Up"
The Clipse, "Ride Around Shining"
U.G.K., "Good Stuff"/Jay-Z, "Hard Knock Life"
Fab 5 Freddy, "Down By Law"
Kiss, "I Was Made For Loving You"
Rod Stewart, "If You Think I'm Sexy"
Jermaine Stewart, "We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off"
Pebbles, "Girlfriend"
Janet Jackson, "What Have You Done For Me Lately"/"When I Think Of You"
Aaliyah, "One In A Million"
Prince, "Kiss"
Hall & Oates, "I Can't Go For That (instrumental)"
Isaac Hayes/Al Green, "Lets Stay Together"
William Devaughn, "Be Thankful For What You've Got"

September 09, 2010 10:01 PM PDT
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Fact: balls are round.

Fact: tight jeans make your privates smell funny.

Fact: Wu-Tang Clan fucking rules.

Yes, even after all the sub-par records. Name another group with two digits of classic albums, then maybe I'll humor that argument some.

Bart Aloe proves it here with an exclusive episode of his famed Dedicated To Wu show for The Palms Weekend Radio. Wu-Tang's music tends to scare the daylights outta people these days, so be sure to turn your stereo all the way up. They'll thank you later. In their minds.

Dedicated To Wu tracklist:

Gap Mangione, "Free Again"
"Ice Water"
"Block Rock"
"Poisonous Darts"
"Clipse Of Doom"
"Lay Your Hammer Down"
"Watch Ya Mouth"
"Hip Hop Fury"
Syl Johnson, "Is It Because I'm Black"
"The PJs"
"Killah Hills 10304"
"10 Bricks"
Booker T & The MGs, "Sunny"
"The Glock"
"Who's The Champion"
Judy Clay, "Children, Don't Get Weary"
"C.R.E.A.M. (Cee & Gee remix)"

September 09, 2010 09:59 PM PDT
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Big greasy hairy-chested shout-out to DJ Jamshid for weighing in on the Ibiza & Redbull episode of The Palms Weekend Radio, my new show which airs Saturdays and Sundays 3pm-4pm PST on soulpublicradio.com before coming to its final resting place right here. The Ibiza & Redbull episode is an instant poolside party-starter, a musical Mediterranean passport that will inspire much summer fucking and subsequent spring babies. You people won't understand what I do for you until I lose hope and start working for Allstate. The burden of genius.

Ibiza & Redbull tracklist:

Moein, "Bandari Dance Mix"
The Outhere Brothers, "Boom Boom Boom"
Real To Real and The Mad Stuntman, "I Like To Move It"
Manu Chao, "King Of The Bongo"
George Michael, "Everything She Wants"
Gipsy Kings, "Bambolero"
Kaoma, "Lambada"
Elvis Crespo, "Suavemente"
Amr Diab, "Habiby Arash"
Amr Diab, "Enta Yally"
Dirty Vegas, "Days Go By"
Olive, "You're Not Alone"
Everything But The Girl, "Missing"
Sting, "Desert Rose (techno remix)"
Chris De Burgh, "Lady In Red"

September 09, 2010 09:56 PM PDT
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SOME OLD LADY BROUGHT HER DOG TO THE BALLY POOL TODAY. What the fuck? I mean, what the fuck? She laid a ratty tartan blanket atop the poolside floor that sees a couple thousand wet, diseased toes daily, and sat her poodle on it. The dog probably has four and a half legs by now, and the blanket can probably talk. This lady bobbed in the loafer's lane for ten minutes, looking at her dog. Just fucking staring at it with this insane smile like she was going to eat it later or something. Never took her eyes off it once. I'm never going anywhere without my camera again.

Anyway, I have a radio show now at soulpublicradio.com. Yes, it's internet radio, not real radio. I'd rather hop in front of a combine harvester than play for three listeners, but apparently people actually listen to this station. That, or program director and old friend X-Ro's (also producer of Sum and my Saints & Sinners ode "Order Another Round") fabled powers of blunted persuasion really are that good. Can't tell him he ain't putting in work though. 11 deejays, 24-hour programming. That ain't easy. The Palms Weekend Radio airs Saturdays and Sundays 3-4pm PST (right before Sum's Robot Romeo show), and they will also all be available for streaming and downloading on thepalmsweekend.com, from the sidebar to the right. I'll also be pressing CDs of certain shows when I feel like it. My show features music from all over, along with commentary from various parts of me. So when you're tired of listening to Brazilian jungle noises or Pharrell playing with his latest keyboard, come to thepalmsweekend.com and click on the player, playa. Nobody has to know. Saints & Sinners tonight!

Show #1 tracklist:

Rare Earth, "Get Ready"
James Brown, radio spot
Gang Starr, "The Planet" (click for story)
Joe Tex, "I'm A Man"
John Lee Hooker, "Mama, You've Got A Daughter"
Cesaria Evora, "Sodade"
Mulatu Astatqe, "Nostalgia"
Miles Davis, "Tasty Pudding"
Fatback Band, "I Like The Girls"
World Famous Dream Team, Cassie
Hector Lavoe & Willie Bobo, "Abuelita"
Timmy Thomas, "Why Can't We Live Together"
Madonna, "La Isla Bonita"
J.C. Lodge, "Activate Me"
The Wailers, "Satisfy My Soul Jah-Jah Dub"
Jay Electronica, "The World Is Yours"
Kankick, instrumental
The Roots f. Bahamadia, "Da Jawn"