Face mentality because every Wednesday can't go wrong, you know?
Love face mentality.
Love Zed's dad.
He gets on stage and he just pumps everybody up and everybody starts dancing.
That's totally key.
I hate it when you come somewhere and it's just like a bad buzz.
Everybody's just here to have a good time, they're all fucked.
Bobby Briggs.
Briggs.
Briggs.
Bobby Briggs.
Quick shit in Briggs.
I'm number one even in the shit.
B!
Briggs.
Recorded in a piss.
I can't stand things.
You see that stream?
It's actually filling in fucking shit.
That's unbelievable.
I am alone in this global community.
Briggs.
Briggs.
Briggs.
Briggs.
He was living on Charles and or I think Isabella and he lost his cat
He had two cats and he lost his cat because it jumped off the balcony with because they only lived on the second floor and Bobby
Later on that night took a bunch of acid and then ran around
Isabella and Jarvis and Sherwin screaming the cat's name, but the cat's name happened to be Elvis
He almost goes 150%
He's a funny guy
We're roommates for here, and yeah, I don't know just like really get along. It's a great guy to have around funny guy
Yeah, basically just started smoking lots of weed together
I met Bobby five or six years ago in high school at Jarvis back in the day
When I was just smoked weed all the time at lunchtime or smoked weed at his house or skip class and smoke weed
Just fuck around
I met Bobby
I'd say about a year ago, and I was I was just working on my first mixtape then too, and I was like
Wondering what he's all about and then I went to wrong bar, and it was just like whoa
Yeah
Yeah, like he's uh, he's definitely got a presence up there. That's what it takes, you know someone who knows the songs
And even if he doesn't know the songs
He knows the music well enough to like anticipate the drop or anticipate something coming. No Bobby bricks right here baseman talent
Hold up downtown Rolls-Dalions
Slay the most aliens area 51 I give a ton of a bunch of guns to get a one and a
Where to Godman, I didn't even fucking notice you like I thought I was listening to my future fan
Friend of mine posted a graph from Google Trends where you can compare
The search results of different topics over a time period and he entered
house music
techno
Drum and bass in dubstep
On the graph the biggest one was house house was pretty constant over the last ten years yet house the first
And they made me drum and bass slowly underneath it and techno was a little up and down up and down
And this is from maybe 2000 to 2011 everything pretty consistent, and then you have dubstep
Whoop whoop whoop very slow gradual climb, you know, oh two oh three oh four oh five oh six
And then you hit oh nine oh ten boom. I'm not surprised at all
I was at if I was a century room, which is a known house club
No fancy house club, and they were playing dubstep for half an hour there
Um, when you first really experienced dubstep, it's not it's just kind of it's noise porn grimy sounds
Heavy bass a sweet one line right before the drop like
Like that feeling we're a roller coaster right at the like highest point
Generally everything just sort of stops for a second
And then oh and then it just blows up everything goes loud
I
I smoke a lot of weed blue
Be nice, buddy. I feed you
Get a buddy that's a buddy
And emcee when you're doing a set is
So key I think it's pretty important
I think like you know you definitely need something to keep people hooked, you know some people don't like it
Some people have some people feel so shut the fuck up. I just want to listen to the music quit talking
You know some emcees just go on forever, you know, they think it's about them, but he knows what it's about
It's about the vibe you need the emcee to tell you a new banger new fired man track
Blah blah blah blah blah like oh, so it's kind of like the narrator in a way usually by 11 o'clock or 12 o'clock
Someone gets on that that's heavier and then the vibe in there is just way more alive
You got people dancing everywhere you got people on the sidelines everyone has a drink in their hand
You know, I mean everyone's feeling the music
I don't know which came first shitty rave music or the drugs
I wonder if it was just these these non music fuckheads who are you know sitting in their house one day and they ticked around on a
Macintosh they go listen
To do to do Dubai
The drum sample
Fuck! That's so good!
Fuck!
Fuck!
Kiss my fucking ass!
I've always wanted to make music or read music or play an instrument. I never get too far in that.
And then I have a lot of friends who DJ's or made beats.
So there was always ample things to rap over, spit over, hear my voice over.
I know Sam since I was in high school and he used to make hip-hop. I know Dylan since I was in high school and he used to make hip-hop.
And that's Dylan, Zed, Zed and Sam with the killer bits.
And they just let me do it.
And that's fucking fun as fuck.
So it's all about a good DJ.
The crowd.
You can have a good show without the crowd being into it.
And bad crowds, yeah, if the fucking people are booing and fucking throwing shit or getting into fights, whatever you know.
He's half of the MC's job is to fucking maintain stage piece because it gets fucking rowdy as fuck.
If a fight breaks out in the crowd, you know, tell the DJs to stop the music, tell everybody to look at these fucking retards that are ruining the party.
Bricks. MC'd at 7-5-1.
When I first started doing it at 7-5-1, I used to get a little nervous, but not really.
It's just fun.
To have that little extra flair in it to have, you know, especially the human element.
So it's almost like nervousness after going up a roller coaster, you know?
Then when you finally start going down, it's fucking fun.
If he has the right energy, the right attitude, then whatever you're playing will sound good.
But I remember one day I came up to him and I told him to lower his voice.
And I don't mean like be quieter, I mean put more of like a dramatic feel to what you're saying.
Like don't just rap over it.
Like you're listening to bass music, have a bass voice.
One thing about Bobby, he listens to all sort of music, A to Z, everything.
So he has definitely a lot of experience, he's heard it all.
So I think he kind of pulls bits and pieces for everywhere.
He creates his own style, his own MC style, you know.
And as soon as that happened, it took off for him.
Oh yeah, I got a video.
Smoke you like I planted you, then twist your top off like I was opening a canister.
And I got the camera up.
Yo, you get so many dirty skanks that after hours, this motherfucker still stinks.
After hours.
No manager, but face me in front of camera bus and you'll be the motherfucker looking like the amateur.
It was just natural for me to just yell at people to get fucking smashed and dance on a microphone.
Some fucking stupid white girls always say I sound like Sean Paul, but I wouldn't say that.
A few beers in me and I fucking let loose.
I fucking spit like East Coast kind of style, I guess I would say hip hop, but wise.
Closer like nonfiction, ill bill, UK garage, two step, break beats.
You get a lot of influence from that rap for sure, hip hop.
But I guess when I MC like dubstep and drum and bass, I use, I kind of mix all of them together, you know.
Pretty big guy, have a pretty big voice.
I'm a walking and drinking advertisement.
Generally people say they like it, but at the same time, if you don't like it, go to another party.
So yeah, what up?
It's fucking Monday, 4.30.
I don't even know the exact date because that's how I get down.
My way to work, this is my five minute walk to work.
It's my building right there.
Today, Russia, Moscow just got bombed, they're international airport, which is definitely going to get blamed on the Chechens.
What probably has more to do with the Russian government themselves than anything the Chechens ever did.
Anyways, kind of a heavy note for today.
Bobby is the smartest person I know.
It hasn't happened in a while, but we used to watch Jeopardy together.
Opened in 1865, this New England college was started by a scientist for an increasingly industrialized America.
MIT.
And Bobby would win all the time?
He's kind of a walking almanac.
What is Yale?
No, what is MIT? Massachusetts Institute of...
What?!
He's definitely a smarter than an average person.
In terms of his brain and the facts that he possesses, he dwarfs anyone I've ever met, including myself.
Well, he's definitely a major history buff. He can definitely retain a lot of information.
In 1919, this school was established as the southern branch of the University of California.
UCLA.
Scott, what is UCLA?
Yes, University of California in Los Angeles.
I am six credit short. I didn't give a fuck. I don't think I ever did homework in high school, ever.
A lot of people that meet him just think he's just a hoodlum, and he's actually, yeah, he's nothing of the sort.
During the summer, four or five years ago, we were on the island, a big party, a big kegger party in the forest.
And the only way to get to the city is on a private water taxi.
The water taxi guy refused to take us across from the island to Toronto at two in the morning.
And the taxi man's like, everyone get the fuck off. There's too many kids. You wouldn't leave until everyone got off his boat.
But I wanted my fucking five bucks back.
And Bobby stays on. He refuses to get off. You will not get off.
The boat man backed the fucking boat out.
And Bobby's still on the boat. And he said, we're waiting for the cops.
So there's a hundred kids storming the water taxi.
So I realized I didn't have a phone or anything on me. I give the fuck about too much.
Mine, it was like three o'clock in the morning, pitch dark.
All I had was my key to my house, which I yelled at my friends. I screamed, I have my key card.
And all we see is Bobby jump off the boat.
So when I jumped in, I started fucking swimming, but my jeans fell to my feet.
So I couldn't kick anymore and I fucking thought I was gonna drown.
He jumped in the lake in Ontario with a hundred kids screaming for his life.
So I flipped over and started doing the backstroke.
He does his backstroke with his key card in his mouth.
They're all fucking screaming at me from the dock like, come on Bobby.
And we're all screaming.
I get to the dock, I reach my hand up.
They're not asking me for his life, but they're screaming to let us know that he's still alive.
He's a fucking dock worker, three hundred pound man.
I look at him, I'm like, yo, thanks man, thanks for pulling me up.
He's like, you're gonna stay right here. Like literally just tackles me onto a fence.
I think by then the cops pulled up in their power boats.
They're like, what the fuck's going on?
He says, there's your ride coming. I look and there's like a police boat coming and blah blah blah.
I'm trying to think of like the craziest thing I can.
I think his mom's car out when he was like sixteen or something, when he was like super drunk.
I can't remember what he was trying to do.
He was trying to like go get weed or something like that.
Stayed up all night watching Eddie Murphy growl in shrooms.
That was pretty fucking fun.
Then he like got pulled over by a cop and like arrested and like pulled out of the car and shit.
And it's like, that's a bad situation.
You want to be drunk in your mom's car without a license.
I've been arrested probably eight times or something.
Most of my cases were either mediated or had to do something fairly simple.
Thanks to having loving parents who always came to fucking bail me out or shit like that
or say they would watch me instead of me going to jail.
You know what I mean?
Yeah, don't get me wrong. I fucking hate police.
Not for what they've done to me, what they do to other people.
That's many MCs that only MC make money.
Almost every MC in the city also produces or promotes parties or does stuff like that.
So basically I just work.
Now I'm going to go work with a bunch of politically incorrect motherfuckers out of the kitchen.
I wake up five minutes before I go to work and still be early and we're here.
We used to work for Campart which is like a company like FedEx.
We would unload the trucks or reload the trucks.
I'm a cook and I frequently dishwash because they're fucking terrible at hiring new people.
So I fucking basically do everything in the kitchen.
You tell you for fucking around me but you need to pick it up.
If you're not performing to your best abilities, he'll let you know.
He's not scared of what you know.
Focused. I guess a job done in fishing and I was a good worker.
I haven't written down a rap since I was above.
Actually that's not true because I've been working on a few new tracks lately within the past couple of months.
It's murder she wrote you.
Before that.
Five years of nothing on paper.
I can survive with this in my head.
Oh he's a DJ now. He DJs.
So coming from like rapper MC and then DJ it's just I don't know at some point in time we may see Bobby MCing his own DJ sets.
It's like really charismatic and like really comfortable.
It seems you know it's just good with being comfortable in front of people and what he's doing.
You know getting people excited about something.
He actually generally enjoys obtaining knowledge and new information.
So you can tell his database is where you get bigger and bigger as you get older.
He can sing and he can rap and he can get you like itching for that bass drop. You know what I mean?
Check out bass music. Check out a party on Wednesdays. Bass, Metallurgy, Rock, Wire.
If you're going to do drugs do them in moderation. Do them safely. Peace for bells.
Oh yeah I read Noam Chomsky.
I like books.
Fucking hell Frankie. Fucking right.
Total submission.
I'm doing it.
I'm doing it.
I'm doing it.
I'm doing it.
I'm doing it.
I'm doing it.
I'm doing it.
