
So yeah, a good news bad news time here at the Isle.
Good: I got meself a half-terabyte portable external HD on the cheap, and immediately this weekend while I went to work and a couple parties after, sicced on on my inferior HD in order to extract my music and give it room to breathe.
Bad: I am now reconstituting my library from scratch; hence no Fixxx yesterday.
Good: Of course, this is merely another step in the evolution of DJ Brother Darkness, as I will now have enough room to keep a capellas, instrumentals, and music-modifying software. Expect some tracks.
The tracks contain sodium benzoate.
(That’s bad.)
(They don’t really; that joke was merely to make Andy double over in laughter.)
So, I should probably throw in one last bone of good news, but it’s only applicable if you’re in the Southern California area or willing to come.
What’re you doing with your August 24th?
Nothing, you say?
Well, can I have a suggestion? I can? Splendid.
How’s about a late lunch, a quick browse of the Fixxx at your 57th-favorite mashup-related website, then skip on down through a field of gillyflowers to the Air Conditioned Lounge in San Diego!
This man will play things.

That’s DJ Riko. He just came out with Gilding The Lily. It’s real good and shizza. He’ll be returning to the ACL to spin some stuff off of that and some classics as well. And that should be enough–but you know what Mae West says–too much of a good thing is wonderful.
So I pulled some strings–pulled some strings being an industry term for got on my knees, prayed to God, Vishnu, Allah, and Satan (sometimes all at once), begged, pleaded, cursed, cajoled, and cried–and decided to add a special guest to the event.
Thank heaven (hell?) someone down there (up there! Just kidding, JC! You know you mah nigga!) likes me.
Despite the fact he shares a coast and a city’s first name, I wonder if the trip down to the border will exhaust…

Yeah, that’s Party Fucking Ben. Yup, that’s him. I must be a bad Jungle Brother, because I got it like that. DJ Riko, Party Ben.
I bet you’re willing to pay three easy installments of $28.95 to get two mashup West Coast legends together in the same motherfucking place at the same motherfucking time for this gangsta paaaaaaarty.
It’s free.
That’s right, I said it.
But, uh…buy a couple drinks, would ya?
And thanks for showing love to the Island. I promise you, the Fixxx will be back next Sunday.
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ToToM ¤ MR. REHABSIDE