Tuesday, December 15, 2009

And then we got KICKED OUT outta the shit


but let me start at the beginning.
The boys of HMBB are playing hard one day, like they do, in central park.
This lady leaves a card. Takes a card. calls the next day for an audition and we're doing the Knicks game.
So i got my pimp lady JoAnn Berman on the crazy clothes for me. it is her specialty and damn i love to wear it. The boys just chillin playin. makin music as they always do. and damn i love each o those sexy men. keepin it real how we do new orleans up in brooklyn all over manhattan playin the shit. and dancing. movin celebratin cause what else do you do. They gave us our own stage. we drapped ourselves all over the shit during the game, before. jameson for the boys, hung and didn't drink in the irish pub in madison square garden and it's nice. I like this place. The people are a little uptight, but not too much.. you know rules. rules, everywhere rules. "you need a permit to pee in new york city" screams my boy on the tuba. he's in it. The lil lady in charge with her clipboard and high heels is asking me if I can keep my jacket closed. It's a hot number with a kinda short polk a dot top and she says, "It's a weekend game so there's kids here." Im thinkin, "the kids don't have stomachs?!" but i dont say it cause ev is next to me and i know how he likes to keep things business. Don't screw off too much, cookie. But i do what i do. So this lil lady is asking me if i wanna just wear a Knicks jersey over my outfit. Ha! im : this is bad ass designer shit and the designer is here and i think she would appreciate seeing me in the steamy- street-crazy shit she is making for me! I put a safety pin. whoever said i wasnt a team player is mistaken.
we got our own stage. they tried to keep me to it but you know the people of madison square garden need  some lovin too.. but now i talk shit cause i didn't run that whole arena. Even with ron in my ear telling me to go grab the ball from the players and make a shot. I chilled in my area. and it was an area. A lil space but we got to be right up in the audience. I was looking a round. people were feeling it. So good to look at these people and to smile. This is music, people. This is it. This is your celebration shake your ass. now. now and so we played to open and we played at a time out and we were on the big screen. lookin good i assume. kev played along to the game. this solo trumpet during penalty shots. and when we werent playin anymore we took it out to the front. We set up right in FRONT of Madison Square Garden and just started playing. Instant crowd. people throwin money. The guard from next store. shuts it down. he is serious. This courtyard belongs to the building next door. the front there. We got badges. we were told we could play there..we just played inside. Gotta go indoors. We just pick the shit up move in to where all the people are filling out. inside. And we throw down. Good. We're just supposed to be there. what can we say. and we got a good 5 tunes in and the people were dancing. people from boston a lil more that the new yorkers cause they had just won the game at the last second.. but New York was feelin it too. it was a good game. a nice way to spend the day. and everyone seemed pretty good. pretty into the celebratin. I felt happy that's for damn sure. And then prissy high heels and clipboard is here and this in not cool, she explains. And i had my shirt open.. my shirt off dancing and shakin asses with the people. we've got too! (the older ladies always get it).
so then we packed. but we had some more bones and some new friends i think. we got kicked out and we got paid. ah. This be a good day....
Were you there? cause it was packed. 20,000 people. come on and see me. i could really get down again. with you. we can get kicked out of everywhere the HMBB play if it means we all had a good time while it was goin. we're at FAt cAT *New Years eve. we're counting the shit down. we're playing all into the night. we're gonna dance on the walls and pool tables and scrabble tables, bars, sofas everywhere. cause we got to, people! we got nothing else to do. Just dance. Always dance and celebrate and do what we do!


The High and Mighty Brass Band!
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*photo courtesy of Dan Keinan