The Black New World

Cool after spot…

Late night on a Saturday and I was going to see my boy Kirby Dominant do a show at someplace called «Black New World». Huh? Whatever. When it’s a question of live underground hip hop from someone I’ve been a fan of for years, I’m there. Walk up to the little shack-​like place tucked away in a corner near a highway overpass and am greeted by a friendly door-​person and ushered in. No cover except what I wanted to donate. It’s early, of course I’m the first person there. I slink in with my head low, a little shamefaced about being so early, but what can I say? I was excited. A Dj’s spinning records. The tables are laden with fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, potato salad, oh my… There’s a little stage towards the back but it’s empty for now. The «bartender» serves up whatever I want in terms of hard liquor and the cost? Free! Now in my book free drinks = five stars. Where was I? Oh yes, the bartender hands me an evil-​looking concoction and I take a sip. Yowsers! That hurts so good! People are eating, drinking, dancing and just having an old-​fashioned good time. As the night progresses, more DJs and more drinks. The crowd’s grown folks having grown fun. Finally, the birthday-​boy Kirby makes his appearance, pours champagne for everyone and I AM stoked that I happened upon this one place, this one night. Definitely my kind of joint…