If you havent heard of b-more club, maybe you're just a cynic who can't dance.
It's NOT music that you listen to in your cars at noon--well, unless you're from B-more, cuz we can do that--but it's specifically for shaking your limbs until they fall off. And it don't matter if you can't dance. Just wail. We'll appreciate it if you can't do the Spongebob, or rock off in general.
Hell, to be honest, I can't.
But the one woman who's perfected her craft and catalogue, who has been booked from clubs to high school proms all across b-more (SHOUT OUT BALTIMORE CITY COLLEGE SENIOR PROM '05!), who puts out a CD once every season just to keep our collection fresh (yo, why you still bumpin Hey Ryders?), is DJ K-Swift. She commanded a crowd much like Kool Herc in '73, and showed all the women in B-more that, beyond the cliche, WE CAN DO THIS TOO. We don't need to just be the ones bent over on the dance floor, simulating gettin a train ran on us, or even homegirl on the wall, scopin out the scene. We can be up there, rockin the golden headphones, slicin the record until it screams out from the bass thumpin.
And that's y you, yeah you readin this, should be on the lookout for me n my homegirl mel o. mind droppin next year.
But beyond that...R.I.P. K-SWIFT. you did it for us. I'm FOREVER indebted to you for your work, your beats, your voice on 92Q...DAMN. I'mma miss it all, man. Far too young, and far too soon of a loss. This shout out is to you.
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