Can't Stop Won't Stop

I was reading Phoenix's latest blog entry about her High School Crush" She mentioned in the blog that they reconnected at a party. Well folks that party was organized by yours truly. What Pheonix didn 't know was that party was history in the making.

1997 my boy Matador, Monie Luv and myself started a little side hustle promoting parties once a month. It was going really well until we had an event at one of our regular venues. The capacity of the club was 350. Our dumb asses sold about 200 hundred tickets. The night of the party we were also taking money at the door. Word on the street was that U.S.C(Uptown Saga Continues) was on the come up and this particular party was going to be FYAAAAAAAH!!!!! Therefore people without tickets showed up early. Biiig mistake. We ended up filling the club to full capacity causing ticket holders who arrived late a nice cozy spot standing outside of the club. Friends and Fam can I tell you ! ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE!!!! I got cussed out, threatened, pussy promised to me was taken away and my close friends vowed never to come to another event hosted by SLISH. I couldn't show my face in the hood for months! Especially at Clippermans Barber shop. Rumor was The Local Thugs who bought tickets wanted their money back. What was I going to do! Give them the new leather jacket I was wearing !!!!

Few months later. Matador calls me " Yo Slish. You get an invite to our ten year High School reunion? I respond " Yeah but i'm not going to that Cracker Party" Matador laughing " I know what you mean cousin. I know what you mean. So you come up with any ideas on how we're going to redeem ourselves from that last party . People are still salty." I respond " The only idea I could come up with is to find a bigger venue and give the people who lost their money complimentery tickets. " Matador starts laughing " Slish thats a lot of people. Monie luv is not gonna endorse that. You know how money hungry she is. Come up with a new plan" I respond " How about we go by that spot your always talking about and see if they'll let us have our next party there" Matador " You mean The Carib ? " I say " yeah " Matador responds " I'm on it "

A week later Matador sets up a meeting with the Club Owner. We're looking around the place and discover its waaay bigger than we thought. Matador whispers to me as the owner is showing us around " Slish this place is too big. We can't possibly fill it up by ourselves" I say " Your right and we won't have to" Matador gives me this puzzled look. Then the Owner turns to us and says " Fellas what do you think . Want to book the club or not. " I respond " Hell yeah!" Matador looks at me like I just put my lips on his girlfriends titty. Owner responds " What night do you want " Before Matador can respond I say "Thanksgiving " Matador looks at me like I stabbed his mama, pulls me to the side and says " Nigga are you crazy!!! First of all we can't fill this place up by ourselves. Second!!! The last time someone had a party on Thanksgiving ( That would be Puff Daddy now known as Diddy) there was a stabbing, shooting and multiple fights. You know New Rochelle and Mt Vernon don't get along! I respond " What do we have that Puffy didn't" Matador responds " What. " I say " Working class people just looking to have a good time. Besides we'll have a strict dress code. That will deter our friendly neighborhood trouble makers. Matador responds " Okay. You've solved that problem. The owner said the capacity of the club is 800 we've never had a party with those numbers before" I respond " We'll get Kuh Teeth involved he's been wanting to throw parties with us for the past few months. His crew is good for about 400 people" Matador starts laughing to himself and says " You had this all planned out before we even got here. " I respond " Yes siiiir. Now go ask the owner how much the rental fee is. "

Week before the Party. Word on the street! U.S.C was throwing the party of the year! Matador came up with the idea to promote the event as our very own Ten Year High School Reunion. That shit worked! Cause no African wanted to go to that snow flake reunion Our High School comittee was organizing. We sold advance tickets at 15 dollars a pop. Printing only 400 this time around we didn't want to make the same mistake twice. Anyone who sold tickets for us got 5 dollars from each sale. Those tickets went quickly !!! U.S.C was about to do what no other Promoter could since The Carib has been open. Have a party and invite The Bronx, New Rochelle and Mt Vernon. Usually that would be a recipe for disaster.

Night of the party. We hired 12 Sumo type body guards. Monie luv is at the door making sure our money is coming in right. Matador and myself are walking around the party making sure no mini fights break out. Of course yours truly is collecting coochie coupons at the same time.

1 am Dj Billy Busch has that Place jumping!!!! We not only filled the club to its capacity WE EXCEEDED IT!!! Bar ran out of hennessy at 12 midnite. But most important thing of all NO FIGHTS!!!! We made history. U.S.C set the precedent for future events held at that venue.

End of the night Matador hands me my dough. I look in the envelope, smile and say " Luck + Preparation = SUCCESS!!! Never accept defeat. Even when the odds are not in your favor. We could have walked away. Instead ten years from now we'll look back on this night and say DAMN!!! That was a Slamming Party !!!! "