rudeboyyouth

Rosemary's baby, by far.

Fuck College.

Dj Jason Ojeda and Dj Rob James.

I find it hard to believe that they even have no-id parties. Many of the nightclubs in Manhattan, including Exit, are not good places for young kids to be hanging out around. I would hope they are strict with alcohol policy on nights like those, if they have one.

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Ezekial 25:17, by Josh Collins. I haven't heard it live yet.

"Planet E" K. C. Flight

Jason Ojeda and Rob James.

I miss "Freedom" afterhours, in the Hampton Bays. That shit was off the meter. It was good in 97/98, but it sucked after that. The place started getting raided and they started opening it up at 9pm and closing at 4 am. When they first opened, they would open on Sunday morning at 4am and close at about 2 in the afternoon. It was nuts; no alcohol served there, but absolutely anything went. Phattest underground party ever, Dj Rob James made it even phatter.

Deep used to be "Karma." It was off the meter then, now it sucks.

There is nothing that implies that you wouldn't have any fun, but your age group would be the minority there. Factory Saturdays is a much better venture.

No...actually, it wasn't.

Rosemary's Baby.

Life is beyond "having a point." It's a connundrum of everything you can possibly imagine. Life is organic, and living, just as nature and this earth. One's life is part of that big, living picture, which also has no point to it. Accepting that is the most praise-worthy thing that any individual can do. It is more respectable than any critique of what the "point" of life may be. Viewing life as if it has a "point" only makes it harder to live, and such a hindrance shouldn't be placed on something so natural.

Dj Rob James Dj Jason Ojeda

You must be kidding, yes?

I once found a baby squirrel lying on the concrete outside of my home. It was crying in this squeaky tone that was driving me crazy. I picked it up gently and took it inside. I gently placed the squirrel on top of a towel, and tried to nurse it back to health. It turns out that it must have been bleeding internally since blood was coming from the inside of it's mouth. It was dying, so I called the wildlife agency. It was a Sunday, and they were closed; they said there was nothing that can really be done, it is most likely going to die, regardless. It was still crying and it's eyes were squinted. Little did I realize that this baby squirrel was flea infested and they were literally scurrying off of his body. So I picked him up gently, brought him back outside, and put him down on the bench. I left him there to die. As I was walking away, it kept crying...it was definetly a sad sitaution. It was a cute squirrel as well...it was a shame to see it die. I didn't realize that squirrels were also flea ridden until that day.

House, Gabber, The Supremes, Old Reggae.

Mine is based on the name of the Original Don Dada.

The Old Freedom Afterhours in the Hampton Bays. Sound Factory Saturdays. Exit Saturdays with Boris. CPI saturdays during the summer, in the Hampton Bays.

Just stay home.

I don't like Sandstorm Either. Alot of the house music being made now makes me sick. I like the older tracks.

The winter sucks on the Island. Wait for Cpi's, it's always worth it. It has been the best venue on Long Island for a long time now, and Dj Jason Ojeda always makes it a sick summer.

Sewanhaka High School in Floral Park, NY. Class of 1998. Senior at Hofstra University. English and American Literature/Anthropology major.