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Primo in LA @ The Echo: I was in the Navy and drove 3 hours down the 5 to make it to this one. I knew a chica in LA from my travels prior, we had never hooked up before. Invited her to the jam and she was with it.
Primo rocked it of course. He played old and new shit, doubles, blends, the whole 9. She wasn't into Hip Hop like that, but I was losing my shit. We got tipsy, but nothing went down at the party. When it came time to go, she asked if I was hungry. I was, so she invites me to follow her to her pad in Rowland Heights.
Get there and she breaks out the Mexican food. Then more drinks. Next thing you know we're tickle wrestling on her living room floor and you know the rest.
Questlove in Miami @ Amnesia (it's Story now): This was a WMC party in 05. Crazy packed, the homie and I posted up at the bar guzzling Amstel lights. Quest was playing an original breaks set, kinda like the sample lesson mix.
I notice this tan skin Asian giving me the eye. We just lock eye contact, neither of us looking away. She was across the room and it was basically who's gonna make the first move?
I just stayed posted and so did she. Eventually she moves and I lose her for about an hour. By now I'm kicking myself, but lo and behold I catch her with her crew on the floor. I get to her faster than the flash and we start dancing grinding making out, it's in the bag.
She was a Pinay that came from bay area to party for WMC, Questlove killed his set and so did I. Took her home and we actually stayed in touch for a couple of years after that on some LD booty call steez.
What I loved about both of these parties is I had zero expectations of getting it in. I really went for the music and to hear 2 heroes spin, and they both ripped shit. It certainly beat all the countless clubs I went to trying to get it in, having to listen to the same blazin hip hop & r & b playlist all night, and came home with my dick in my hand.
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