it's mah pussy i can do what i want! hunh, i'm a big girl now!

i just made the mistake of cueing up Bmore club music in Ableton. now i fucken wanna rob somebody.

above is the EPK for Mad Decent artist and Baltimore Club hero DJ Blaqstarr. when i was a young, young buck, the pounding, repetitive sound of this shit used to scare the hell out of me.

as i got older, and cunt became ever more intriguing to me, however, i came to love it. my boy Trip's old man owns Club Choices, so much of my education came from experiences there during middle school. for those outside the area, Club Choices is a pseudo-strip club that the local "urban" radio station, 92Q, broadcasts from on the weekends.

going there back in middle school was always a crapshoot though, because we never knew whether it was gonna be guys or girls. strippers that is. one night we might go in, and tuck singles under a thick chick's G-string, trying not to nut ourselves. but the next night, we might stumble in and find ourselves amidst a bunch of fucking Mandingos! fucking Turbo, Laser, and Champion swinging their dicks all over the place. but either way, that Club shit was always rockin. we'd take those 99 track CDs straight from Rod Lee (another Club god) and bump em in the nearest SUV. acting like we weren't a bunch of private school kids.

and of course there were the kiddie discos. basically dance parties for the under-18 set, every easter weekend. there were some truly thug ass motherfucking 9th graders up in there though, so you had to watch your step. but it was all good. lots of video chicks in training too.

a kid i knew once described Bmore Club as "headache music." but i like to think of it a little differently. as the video clearly shows, this is the kinda shit that causes the teen pregnancy rate to skyrocket. you just can't fucking help yourself.

and as for the neophytes seeking a thorough education on the genre, what the fuck do you think this is, Wikipedia? there's a whole gang of shit out there, floating about the internet, so get your weight up, not your hate up.