The Debut
I step outside and it’s raining. Suede + Rain = fucking fuck fuck. I’ve always wanted to take night shots but everytime I think about taking night shots, I don’t have my cam with me. Well here is my first attempts at taking a night shot while I was waiting for the STM (Smartman’s transportation method) i.e. the bus. I get to my destination and it’s History in the making: Harry is killin it softly on the turntables, umm sorry i meant on his laptop, as I witnessed a fully PACKED Salon Officiel. Let me summarize his set in it’s respective order: Miguel Graca to Bebel Gilberto to LTJ Bukem…manoeuvered into Blaze then to Roots Manuva to Depeche Mode to The Cure and slowly evolved to Everything but a Girl TO some crazy Club anthems…Took a break, and CAME BACK with tha deep south, from Crime Mob to Paul Wall and went into Nas and Jay-z then killed it with the BEEEEGEEES. Night was good, people were down as fuck and Harry was on Fire…
