This is the first Blog I have written without adding the title first. The reason for this is because I have been torn on what I should write about. - I came up with the title midway through the Blog...yaay me!
This Blog was supposed to be about MoodyMan and the collective set(s) of panties that fell to the floor the moment he walked into The Grasshopper Underground and set that place on Richard Pryor fire!
SIDEBAR: That man can talk the Queen of England into given up the poonanny without saying a word ! ...but I digress. KDJ, I will get back to you in a moment. -aw'riiigh ( MoodyMan voice)
Sitting at the bar looking at my newly remodeled home, that I didn't spend a dime on fixing up. Curssing myself for forgetting my laptop after hearing Earl Mixxin McKinney spin a tune in tribute to.. who, in MY opinion is one of the reasons we are here today. Doing what we do, in This Thing of Ours. Frankie Knuckles where would we be without you? Would our feet stomp as hard? Would our fist be raised with so much intensity that you almost dislocate it? Would be as carefree and happy? Would this underground sound be as big as it is without you?
I just don't think it would be, but as one of my most favorite people in the world so aptly posted on my page, " yes it still would be" but my dearest Dee Jones, I have to disagree with you on this one lady.
Earl playing, The Whistle song brought a tear to my eye, seeing the impassioned video post by Mike Dunn broke my heart. Re posting the stat by Celeste Alexander made me feel like I finally understood what/ who he was in this scene we've carved out for ourselves.
To my ChiTown fam- my heart felt condolences go out to you all. Looking at all the pictures of Frankie with people I know or have heard of.
Truth be told., I was impressed when I saw that picture of Alan King with Barry O- aka the Prez aka POTHUS. I was just as impressed seeing Angie Slate/ Larry Vibe Maker/ and others I can not remember posing with Frankie Knuckles.
You have to be some kinda special to have the outpouring of LOVE that this DJ has gotten. I'm sure Larry Levan, God, and Jesus were waiting on you when your made your arrival to the pearly gates. After all Jesus is a DJ ya know.
Side Note... Its cold, thankfully I have Mike Clark sitting next to me to keep me warm. Thanks big guy.
..ok back to NOT about Mike Clark and my aversion to the cold,...and thank YOU Ron Spears for the spelling lesson.- smile.
Back to the MAN... MoodyMan aka Kenny Dixon Jr, and the night he set The Grasshopper on FIYAH!
Ok, first let me tell you about the Grasshopper Underground., this place is one of the best spots to hear House music. Troy (last name unknown).. here's a tidbit about Troy... out of ALL the club owners here in The D. Troy is not only the best looking, IMO he is the one that truly invest in his club. Not to mention he has one HELLUVA bartender/bouncer/friend Dom Snuggle!! I have seen that man ( who is a big corn fed white boy) fly from behind the bar and set the record straight on how things go down in THAT club... I mean the boi can FLY fo'real yall! Now we ALL know my pet is one Ms. Angie Vincent-owner of M!X, but I gots to give mad love to Troy- working his way up from the ground floor he is now the owner of a top notch House spot. - however,.... um, Troy, honey you need to work on the finger food!
...ANYWHO, Moody!!! Now, we have talked about EPIC nights, NONE of them have compared to the night Moody played not even the 3 Chairs party at TV- by the way.. Tree, you cute too! Like I said, when Moody hit the decks you could hear Victoria telling ALL her secrets!
... and to that DJ-who I happen to like as a person. But I can not keep silent on THIS one. To the DJ who put that BULLSHITIN ass post up about the vinyl DJ's KNEEGROW MASTERS STILL PLAY VINYL. That was one FUCKED up post you put up. It was shamful considering you came from vinyl- let me get off my soapbox and back on KDJ!
Let me tell ya who was in the building... all four of the Three Chairs, and I got to meet Theo Parrish for the 1st time.. ooh he IS a slick one.-smile. My buddy, my friend Rick Wilhite! ( at this point Rick is more than my buddy, more than my friend- Rick you ARE my fam and I love you!) The one and ONLY chocolate thunder.. Marcellus Pittman yall. Now, THAT'S my baybee, nothing I wouldn't do for that one. You had Divinity Devine, Parahna Head, Alton Miller- fresh from a extended tour overseas. RayBone Jones- fresh from a HELLUVA set in Brussels. Detroit House, the incredible Sierra Donovan. Dez Andres, Amp Fiddle, ooh child the list goes on and on.
Kenny slapped us with tracks that packed an Ike Turner like punch! I wish I could remember the name of that Clash record he played., Kenny controlled the decks, much like a good man controls a woman who doesn't mind being controlled! You may question what I just said, so allow me to break it down for you. When your man treats you right, gives you all that you want and need., caters to you.,feeds you all the love he has to give and more., NO woman would be opposed to that! That is what Kenny did to an entire room that night. Hell I wanted to leave the man some money on the night stand, fix him some eggs, bacon, country potatoes..and FRESH squeezed OJ..cause that night my Man, Moody took care of me musically speaking that is!
This past week I heard a Master and we lost a Master., both are legends, both play(ed) on a level that most of you will never reach! -Hey!!! MY BLOG MY THOUGHTS.
When you arrived at your final destination Frankie Knuckles I'm sure Larry was waiting with some 12's. Jesus had the CDJs, and God had the laptop. - God is pretty new to the DJ game so he decided to go with something easy to work with! You see God has other business to tend to and the Laptop makes it easy for him to pre-set his set to work on other things!
We have your music, your spirit will live on. Hopefully your message of love will pass down and the world will know the mark you left on this beautiful big blue ball we live on.
Let The Music Play!!!
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