Winter heat

Now that I’m back in Beijing, I realize that I didn’t provide much info on what New York’s saying these days. Usually when I’m over there, most of my friends in other places just want to know what songs are currently holding the city down. My answer is this:

“Cut dem off” by Brooklyn’s own Ricky Blaze

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That question’s getting harder and harder to answer these days what with all the record stores closing, but I went to enough bars and clubs and sneaker stores to know a thing or two.

The problem is that for all the time I was there, nothing really surprising floated in my ear. It was mostly just predictable, big songs like No one and Kiss kiss and Roc boys and Please don’t stop the music, and stuff like that.

It wasn’t til my last day in the city when I missed my train and ended up spending 45 minutes at the Flatbush station that I got hip to something a little lower on the radar, when I saw not one but two dance groups practicing routines to this song. I asked one of them what the song was and the leader looked at me like I was straight up retarded and showed me a flyer for this party, which made me feel very old.