So this past weekend, I think we, as in the Internets collective made history. We held our first annual BYOBBBQ (Bring Your Own Blogger BBQ) held by me and Dallas Penn and hosted by PNC Radio. No lies, shit was dope. The above pic is an actual shot of the view from the venue at night.
Since our sponsor connects dropped the ball, DP and I came fully out of pocket. DP covered liquor and I covered the food. Please give DP a round of applause for coming through with his special sneak up on you rum punch and iced tea.
We recruited 40 Diesel, p/k/a Drewpreme to man the grill. 40 started the day ready to cook for up to 200 people.
Chocolate Snowflake, Dallas’ better half, dug deep in the trenches with us for the set up. She made sure our spread had a woman’s touch. CS is the nicest person you will ever meet and has a heart of gold and roses:
After we set up, I went home and got fresh. Then I rolled through with my youngest son, Yung Sak Passe:
People started rolling through at 5 on the dot. By 6pm, we had a decent sized crowd. My main worry though, was that at point, it was mainly dudes, and a sausage fest [||] was not on the itinerary:
Right before I was ready to cast off you Internets as being straight geek dudes holed up in they mom’s basement, a gang of like 10 chicks came through en masse to soften up the hardleg fest, and real fast too. Then, the chicks kept on coming, balancing out the female to male ratio (for the win!!!)
We had some herbalists in the house, doing what true herbalists do:
Then, just like that, the place got packed. We were legally only able to house safely approximately 200 people, shit got up to like 350:
Then, like 400:
Gotta thank the homie Marcus Troy for canceling his plans in Los Angeles to come to Brooklyn, New York to support the movement:
Deejays RPM and Gudtyme kilt the 1’s and 2’s:
As DJ J.Period and DP plotted on future endeavors:
The Queen Internets, Miss Info rolled through and everyone tried to get her attention. We got a chance to talk briefly as she said some very nice words about our movement:
Super legendary emcee Craig G. blessed us with an appearance and took a pic with Yung Sak Passe:
Alas, I had to send Yung Sak Passe home as it was getting late and time for me to meet and greet more guests:
Joe from Dollar Van Demos:
Yves Darbouze from pLot Multimedia and his beautiful wife:
Dara Taherpour from Sub Con Threads:
The O.G. Big Ced (with Lamont Ball):
Dre from Nah Right, as he built with Big Ced and Eskay:
Urkel Bot from Bar Exam Radio:
The ever lovely TeLisa D and the god A-King from PNC Radio:
Alex Norman, the jefe who runs PNC Radio:
Wifey was in the house, but I swear I wasn’t wifin in the club (no $20 dollars):
After 40 fed most of us, he cleaned up real good and entertained the ladies as he held court in the “V.I.P.” section:
As I built some more with the Big Money Internets (shouts to Louis Colon of Kixclusive and New Balance):
There were many other guests that dropped by, including General Steele from the Boot Camp Click and the infamous Charles Hamilton who was being, well, Charles Hamilton.
As the crowd started to thin, and as DP and I were headed out, we spotted the BONUS. Rapper Wordspit’s deejay thought the rum punch tasted way too much like candy and decided not to heed our warnings of caution. As he went deep in [||] with his liquor intake, his liquor intake decided it would go deep up in him [||]:
Being the good dudes that we are, we tried to talk him through it, you know, walk him through it:
But you know how gravity tends to work with liquor, whatever goes down, must come up:
I did warn everyone before the event that I would take all pics and use them at my discretion, including all money shots. Good looking out for these gems my dude, you’re a true Internets soldier:
What’s a good party without a wipe out? My only complaint is that I didn’t have a chance to meet and poly with EVERYONE that showed up. What an incredible effin event. To each and every one of youse, even the one’s that couldn’t make it and the out of towners. THANK YOU!!!
The Internets already buzzing about an end of the Summer joint. Hmmm.
Some footage by the homie Chris.
Dallas Penn’s take on the event.
UPDATE: I finally made the front cover of Nah Right (not Nah Right Lite). FTW!