
Vinnie Paz (The Independent SF, Oct. 2004), pic by Diane
Jedi Mind Tricks are on tour with
Living Legends and opened for them (after
Pigeon John and Serg's friend
Mestizo, who calls me "
ate") at the sold out Fillmore last night. My friend Yan (the Phenomenon -- check the
first album) is their tour manager. He was part of Superegular Recordings, who I interviewed back in '97. I'll post that as soon as I get the new
VinylExchange.com design up. Yan hooked me up with free entrance as he did back in October when they were here last. I wore my
OG Jedi Mind Tricks shirt again. Always good to see him and the guys. No Stoupe (aka "Stoupe the Enemy of Mankind," Vinnie once said, "Me and Stoupe, we don't like people." They like me, though, luckily) this time. Vinnie, DJ Drew Dollars and crew killed it, playing a full hour, running through classic cuts from all the albums. I pushed my way up front for their set, waving my arms, yelling lyrics and jumping up and down with mostly teenage boys who can't drink anyway so they post up front and don't leave their spots all night. The kicker was the raw, uncensored version of "Kidnap the President's Wife." (That's a Nas quote from "Live at the Barbeque" in case you didn't know: "Kidnap the president's wife without a plan!") An edited version is hidden on the Legacy of Blood album, so says
Fat Tony. (Big ups, Fat Tony!) Have to check on that. But the shit they did last night was ridiculous. I asked Yan for a copy, he said the label told him something like, "We like the beat, but uh... we're not putting that out." I was pretty tired after that and we didn't stay for the Legends' whole set, but I've only seen them like a million and a half times over the years. Had a killer headache today -- I get bad tension headaches -- but it was worth it. So I recorded this week's
VE Radio show on two Advil gel caps. Maybe I should try mixing a screwed set when I'm on medication. Listen for the
pedestrian, I mean Whitefolks drop, it's funny.

Blazefest & Whitefolks = Da Babylonianz
I feel really bad about missing
Sole's San Francisco tour stop last Wednesday. I heard the show was great. We used to be really close and I miss him. Maybe he'll move back to the Bay sometime soon. Getting caught in the middle of the crap with him and
El-P really sucked, and I don't think either of them trusts nor likes me as much as before all that shit went down. But that's a whole other long story that I won't be telling on the internet. When El-P was here a couple of years ago and we were riding to Amoeba for his in-store, I asked him, "Who was your first friend in this town?" He said, "You were." He also said, "Are you still doing The Vinyl Exchange? I miss that magazine."
I can't believe it's already May. That gives me a month and a half to lose 30 pounds by summer.