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A little over a month ago, Best Friend and I were in NYC on our way to the Met. Stuffed into many of the ads were 4″x 6″ cards advertising some event featuring Red Gal and Special Kay. The very card (which I have been carrying with me, and feverishly debating the meaning of since) is thus:
My immediate reaction was “This must be a BBW live sex show! Hey, there’s TIGHT TIGHT SECURITY!, MUSIC, and LIVE VIDEO!!!“ Then… “But it’s an East Coast/West Coast match up… Perhaps a rap off?” Best Friend and I chatted very animatedly on the subject for some time while packed tightly into a subway car with children and ornery-looking New Yorkers. Some other passengers picked up copies of the cards and began to discuss amongst themselves. No conclusion.
When I returned home, Google was consulted, and no definitive answer was discovered. The card stayed as a book mark for a few weeks, then found its way onto my dining room table where it puzzled Mathematician Boyfriend and I for another week, until we began researching again today.
MySpace has verified that Special Kay is, indeed, a real person. Brownmann (Anthony?) seems to be real as well. And Tishawn seems to be Special Kay’s daughter and Brownmann’s wife/soon-to-be baby’s momma.
As interesting as uncovering these people’s relationships to one another is, I still do not understand the nature of what occurred at Black River, who Philly Damien is, why big ups have been given to a string of numbers, or why the women appear to be glowing with radioactive prowess. Special Kay’s MySpace page brings up deep questions like: “The Fuck are you doing?!“ It is also curious that I have not had multiple absence seizures while scouring this glossy conundrum.
I called Brownmann’s number (listed at the bottom of Side 2) and his voicemail shouted unintelligibly at me in, what I assume to be, rap. I left a brief message identifying myself and requesting further information on Special Kay and (the elusive) Red Gal.
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You’re so white :)
Comment by Origin March 1, 2009 @ 4:12 pmThis is probably an “underground” rap battle at a club called Black River – Philly Damien is probably just their producer or promoter or something. Tight tight security, because a lot of gangstas tend to show up, with appropriate weaponry. And the string of numbers are area codes, which some gangs associate themselves with. But agreed, it looks retarded and seizure-inducing. Not to mention, it will probably be some shitty rap.
Of course I’m so white! I wear plastic-rimmed glasses, own an iPhone, listen to indie rock, and whine about my lack of direction. Area codes! That makes sense.
Comment by viraginity March 1, 2009 @ 4:34 pmHAHAHAHAHHA….i can’t believe you researched it.
Comment by Courtney March 6, 2009 @ 5:54 pm