Getting to know your promoters
Initialy raves where simple. you found a location , you got the sound and some simple lighting , a homie with a good collection of vynal ( the more hard to get the better AKA white labels). you called people and told them of the event the night of ( the coolest and hottest people you knew). parties where like 5 bucks a head and they went till the sun came up then you took your cracked out ass home tried to forget about how many strangers you fucked.
Now i go to these parties and i see the same dj's (they look like clown). the same promoters who for some reason they are mafia all of the sudden. wearing baggy jeans rolling deep, some hood rats 16-20 who look like they suck dick to get into parties for free ( cough casini cough ). and then they talk shit on other promoters, callin the fire marshal ( not the cops, the godamn fire marshal dumb asses who the fuck calls 911 for the fire marshall u gotta have that dudes number). tention builds and more beef starts.
Shady promoters advertiseing talent thats not gonna be there, promiseing a venue that doesnt exist. Burning venues that are barely hainging in there and could careless cause when they throw parties they are like locusts. Refuseing to pay theire staff and running off with the monies soon as some one wants to get theire money. Dealing drugs at theire own parties and busting other drug dealers only to robb em beat em and kick em out and then re-soll the dope they just confiscated with theire shady shady shady Security guards that you see at every party robbing fools blind. ( Security is there to keep you safe , and ensure that the venue is not comprised with excesive amounts of ilegal activity) .
i dunno if you guys wanna add something to this im already bored with my owned thead i say this shit all the itme i feel like a godamn broken record.
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