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THE WEEKEND WRAP UP! WELCOME TO MY NEW BLOG PAGE!

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Excuse me while I sip this pedialyte and take some advil…

So do you like my new layout? My brand new page? We had to change the template in order to make my blog way more official…. The amount of traffic I get on here is insane and honestly, it would be even higher in ranking traffic wise had I began my blog a year ago using my own hosts server to host pics… but it’s okay! Now we’re starting fresh again and remember, I really don’t ever copy and paste… I’m the blogger who gives it to you raw and grass roots style. I input original content from nobody but me and while others are just copying and pasting stock photos from brands and etc to keep you informed on the latest hype; meanwhile, I’m letting y’all into my personal life(or to the extent I want to let y’all into) and when you come to this page, you are seeing my life and my jewelry business, so enjoy! God bless and let me begin the weekend wrap up!

 

  

 It wasn’t the craziest weekend, but an unexpected creep up on you type weekend…

1st off, the usual, handled some biz when I got back into town sat morn…. Jewels, finishing up a few pieces, getting ready for S.L.A.T.E. in vegas in a week and preppin a little bit, but I got so much other shit to do that we won’t talk about here…

so Homicide hits up me, says he got 2 all access passes to see Russell Peters at the Nokia Theatre SOLD OUT show and the homey Spinbad is opening up for him… now I met Spinbad through my fallen brother AM like 8 years ago via AIM and collecting kicks, etc… cool fucking guys (btw, spinbad your 90’s mixtape was crazy!) so I’m ready to go for sure, I try to take a 1hr nap before I shake to meet Homicide at LA live, but I always get calls and shit that take up my day… so I go down to the garage and clean my rims, so at least I roll up shining(typical shit LA cats like me or Homicide do before we step out if the car wash is closed lol) and so I run into an old HS teammate Reza who was on one for real, shit he mighta been on 2! Cat was trynna catch up 20 years in 4 minutes, smh… But anyways, took an alternate route and hit pico all the way down passing through both my old neighborhoods…. Once I pass thru K-Town I know I start reminiscing about Dino’s chicken and shit… anyways, I hit Figueroa and see that there is a fucking CLIPPERS game going on! Smh, so my normal VIP parking area is sold out, hit up the next spot and meet Homicide who is late (no way?) and finally we get to will call and a lady is called to escort us inside vip styles(thanks Spinoff LOL) so we sit down right by the sound booth in these plush ass seats and I hear Spinbad doin his thing! FYI, for all you DJ’s who really are up on game or at least try to be, Spinbad literally has every single acapella out there, I don’t know another DJ who can see him, he prolly got Sade tracks from Love Deluxe or Promise LP’s acapellas…. He was bumpin all the proper shit from depeche mode mash ups over run dmc, etc… EVERYTHING! Kick in the door over crazy r Kelly shit, etc etc… so we run into OG OG HOMEY’S C-Minus and Byze One and also DJ Rhettmatic who were all in our VIP section seating area…

 

I decide to go and spend $20 to get 1 coke and 3 chicken fingers, 3 MICROWAVE ASS CHICKEN FINGERS! It was actually 2 and a half and Homicide of course took 1 smh…. Fuck it, there was food in the VIP backstage area, but I wasn’t trippin….

 

So this 1st comic who comes out to open for Russell Peters comes out and immediately says to a sold out audience: “GIVE IT UP FOR DJ SPINOFF” it was sorta quiet inside the building so all of us began to scream out BOOOO, AWWWWWW, DAAAAMMMNNN CMON SON! How you gonna fuck up our boy’s name AND the show is being videotaped????? Anyways, the comedian was okay….

But RP finally hits the stage and I’m talking not even 30 seconds into the show, HE GOES THE FUCK IN!!!! He went right at the Asian folks 1st, then at his own peoples; the Indians and then to the whites and by the end of the night there wasn’t 1 single ethnicity or culture he didn’t touch. HE FUCKING WENT THERE ON THE PERSIANS. I mean this guy Russell is gifted, so fucking sharp and something else, he had me and homicide and Rhett DYING! We was on the floor a few times; his Filipino accent and his knowledge of every single culture/race politically correct regarding the middle east was phenomenal! He touched base on everything from traveling to India to politics, to sex and relationships to just mad shit… but his wittiness was so on point, he was killing a few guys in the audience and man. I’ve only seen dude 2x on TV, but I WILL BE FOLLOWING HIS L.A. TOURS SOON for sure…. Got to run into some more og’s backstage… the home TripleXL, my OG HS alumni and rapper from Dialated People Rakaa and DJ REVOLUTION were in the house…. It was a fun ass good night…
I took it back to the trap after that to get online and prepare for this Platinum 1st annual superbowl party we were having.



love how they announced NO CAMERAS OR CELL PHONE USE DURING THE PERFORMANCE OF THE SHOW, PLEASE SAVE YOURSELF THE EMBARRASSMENT OF BEING THROWN OUT OF THE ARENA BY A SECURITY GUARD BY PUTTING YOUR PHONE AWAY, NO TEXTING (THEY SAID THIS LITERALLY 100 TIMES, NO I’M NOT PLAYING 100 TIMES INSIDE 1 HOUR) anyways, Spinbad on the tables doin his thing!

here’s the $15 chicken fingers I bought, funny how they didn’t even give me 3 fingers, but more like 2 and a 1/2. of course Homicide takes one.

 

this is the end of the show, sold out fucking audience, bravo to Russell Peters, he literally had us all dying in tears. some old school grabbing each others shirts or falling out of our chair type shit

 

this is what you needed for the VIP room (unless you had the all access badge shown at the beginning of this post to get into the VIP backstage area)

 

OG hip hop homiez in attendance: in no particular order; C-Minus, Rhettmatic, Steve 1nder, Rakaa, Byze One, Homicide, DJ Revolution, Myself, of course DJ SpinOFF aka DJ SPINBAD.

thank you Spinbad and Russell Peters for the hospitality and VIP treatment!

so Sunday, wow, I wake up and call all the peeps my homiez want there and I’m there to co-host this event with my fam and we just wanted to make sure this party was not some rager or crazy jumpoff, but some fly lifestyle shit for like 30-35 heads or so….

Anyways, we got a crib in the Hills of Beverly Hills, HUGE HOUSE, beautiful fucking house, 3 levels, pool, mad bedrooms, view of the city, elevator, beautiful furniture, I mean just the perfect place for a party/get together…. (btw, thank you roxy for the hook up and your domestic skills) but everything went together smoothly… the food was poppin, we had Korean bbq, pizzas, hot wings, chips, dips, snacks up the ass! Champagne, the best vodkas, beers for 100 peeps, all the mixers you could want, sodas, patron, don Julio, etc. etc… roxy got some custom made Colts/Saints cupcakes and we had everything you needed including over 6 bathrooms in the house! Peeps started to chill everywhere, of course SAM got there early being the curator he is and had the main cars parked in the garage all lined up like it was a video shoot…. We invited the fam only and all in all it was a good ass time… we had about a 75/25 split between Saints fans to Colts fans, so there was a lot of shit talking, mainly by Rob’s drunk ass… I can’t speak though, because I was going hard since 2pm and at around 7pm I think I passed out until 10pm…. Shit got crazy. I took as many pics as I could before I was inebriated, but I know sdot and oleg got some cool photos from the gig….. oh yeh, new homey Caleb pulled up in the driveway blocking me in with his SLR and his super Miami meets OC steez lololol but once George and Jack showed up, we turned shit up to volume 10 for real…. There was more than enough food to feed another 30 or 50 people and enough liquor for even more…. So we chilled up at the pad until who fucking knows what time, I couldn’t leave because my car was blocked in by mad cars and these cats were all over the place in random rooms or faded or whatever having a good time so I didn’t wanna be the guy to bring down everyone’s mood… but THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO SHOWED UP, I HAD A GREAT TIME EVEN THOUGH I LOST MONEY ON THE GAME! Fuck it, you can’t put a price on a good time for real…. Especially with fam…. And right before I passed out, Jack from Platinum put out a heartwarming speech about how they came up and he used the word “cliché” but there was nothing cliché about their come up…. Hard work and sweat and grind and genius built PM and like I tell my fans, readers, etc… this shit wasn’t by no accident. We supposed to be doing this! Jack once said, his 3rd grade teacher said he’d never amount to nothing…. Well at 21 Jack was pushing an LP640 Lambo with the full body kit, dumped on rims lolololol. I know that’s crass, but fux it, PM lifestyle baby!

I can’t begin to start with shoutouts, but I hope we get more pics and I know the homey Alex took some amazing video footage which I may be a little scared to see right now… but it’s all good….

So peep the pics and OH YEH, again, I hope you like the new blog layout/template… thank you CtotheJL for the major transformation and importing of my blog. Now shit is official and I got my advertisers ready to go, etc etc….

shots of the crib… place again was all the way fly

 

           

funny how you got a full view of Tyra Banks crib… yes that’s her house directly across the street

OF COURSE the whip game proper… it wouldn’t be a platinum lifestyle event if it wasn’t!

 

       

and we had snacks, food, drinks & champagne for that ass!

     

 

again, I was surprised how good that Circo Berry vodka was…. but you know I’m on a lifetime champagne campaign!

 

LEANIN….. L-R-GEANS AND SUPRAS

 

NATALIE AND HER FRIEND

 

WHEN I TOLD JACK TO BRING ICE, HE THOUGHT I MEANT I.F. & CO ICE

 

ME AND NILANTI…. AT THIS POINT, I’M WRECKED

 

MIYU…. HMMMMM HAHA, FADED

 

NILANTI AND KARIM

  

 

IN HONOR OF MY HOMIEZ FM, GIRLS WERE ON THE DANCEFLOOR here’s some ill shots taken by the homey SDOT

 

   

 AND THIS IS HOW GIRLS TREAT YOU WHEN YOU’RE FUCKED UP AT A PARTY… I WAS PASSED OUT SLEEP AND KIM LEE THOUGHT IT’D BE FUNNY TO SHOOT THESE PICS THEN MMS THEM TO ME WHILE I WAS STILL PASSED OUT!

 

 

 
here are some pics from a very talented photographer new to LA, his name is Oleg Kud

 

 

 

caleb stuntin…. that stairwell is too ill!

          

THANK FUCKING GOD!

MY 1ST BLOG ON THIS NEW TEMPLATE, 1ST BLOG ON WORDPRESS…. AFTER OVER 2 DAYS OF NIGHTMARES… WE ARE ALMOST FULLY UP!

STILL WORKING OUT SOME CRINKS, BUGS, ETC.but by this weekend, we should be all the way LIVE!

 

AND THERE WILL BE MORE ADS RUNNING SOON….

 

thanks again Chris and CtotheJL team

 

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