Damn. The boy Kai Huang here with a recap on our 9th anniversary open mic for East Meets Words, fam. Ish was crazy. It was truly a magical night on all fronts, but I gotta say that the highlight for me was when the feature artist, my roommate, DJ and electronic music producer Scooter Oyama AKA Go Yama AKA the Asian Carlton Banks dropped this fucking silliness:
Ugh. The room exploded. Dance cyphers broke out on all countries and continents. Children laughed. Women cried. Withered old men smiled for the first time in decades. And me? Well, I remembered why I love living in a rat-infested old Chinese bookstore where the pipes freeze every winter. Holler. It's ya motherfucking boy. Music continues. I'll see y'all next month.