Friday Night Throwdown - December 7, 2012

One hell of a night. The event came a long way from its debut back in 2008-ish at a random warehouse-ish type space in Chinatown (just for the record, all the facts used here are retrieved from memory, since doing research is not the C2D approach to journalism).

Somehow a few years and good half dozen Friday Night Throwdowns has happened while we were away, and this one was a big number 10. Seems like everything was a bit cranked up. Better location, better sound, better fights, same exact Pabst Blue Ribbon but somehow it felt better (perhaps because there was more of it, and faster).

Upon our arrival at the location we almost decided to turn right around. Fancy gym seems like a foul choice for the kind of event that I remember from years past. Music too loud, beer cans lining the edges of the ring, serving as ash trays for hastily rolled Dutchies right there and then, young hiphop and bass kids out-cooling each other in any way possible surrounded by fancy folk in furs and diamonds. There was no way all that was to happen at this "new" space - but oh yes it did, and then some.

"PEOPLE, PLEASE keep your beer cans off the ring AND SMOKE YOUR WEED OUTSIDE, the fighters need FRESH AIR!" was announced between every other round and fight, as a well shaped dame wiggled her business district around about the perimeter in focus while heavy bass rattled the whole facility along with a one block radius.

A fresh and new addition, a belly dancer of sorts, was way welcomed. After her half time performance the MC wittily exclaimed "I bet all you dudes who are hitched or brought your ladies here tonight are saying "UGH, FUCK MY LIFE"" - and he was right. Add that to unlimited brew, unlimited energy, music, fun, post fight conversations with the triumphant pugilis and beautiful ladies with red hair, right things and sweet sweet Brooklyn way to party - anyone and everyone walked away with a unmistakable feeling of being at the right place at the right time in the Capital of the World, NYC. New York fuckin City doesn't josh about, kids. Next time you hear this lil shinding is in town, you show up. Boom.

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A music video where a nice ass jiggles

I dont know who this is, not sure where they are from. I kinda like the song but not really.... BUT i like the face the chick makes about 21 seconds and the ass jiggle at 24 seconds is priceless.

Good job people. Keep up the good work.

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Unsigned Hype

Professor Germ and Digital V - the illest collabo you never heard of. In this industry, its becoming harder and harder for obscure, underground acts to stay fresh, real and not sell out. Yet somehow, NYC bred duo PGnDV managed to do just that. C2D catches up with them to find out whats what.
Professor Germ - represents Jersey Shore. Surfer boy at heart, world traveler at mind, Daoist by day, borrows from many walks of life for his inspiration. Catch him listening to the latest of Williamsburg hipster shit one day, screaming out "Killuminati!" the next.
Digital V - the Eastern European sensation. Born in Russia, street hardened on blocks of Brooklyn - a complex mix of a character. One thing for certain, his wild swagger and wicked delivery will keep you up at night.
Best known for their breakout single "The Deli Song" of their freshman album "Sex" and the club banga "Out to Eat" co-produced by their main man Vico Deini from their "Our Love for Daughters" LP, PGnDV stay in the lab. As these two are busting out their 3rd album, no genre is sacred, no chord is left untouched.
C2D: How would you describe your style?
Digital V: We try to touch many places. Psychedelic, psychotic, rhythmic, illmatic, melodic, bluesy wild ass type bongs. Freaky. Our sound is freaky. Hiphop, rock and roll, raggae, death metal, punk - anything. Talent dont grow on trees, its in the roots, and we're the motherfuckin nutrients of this music shit.
C2D: The two of you, established solo acts, came together for this project, how did this come about?
Professor Germ: Well, not gonna beat around the bush, we were getting twisted out, binging on all sorts of shit for like a month straight few summers ago, chillin in V Diggaz L.E.S. studio, when we decided to lay down a cover of Bill Withers "Aint No Sunshine", next came "The Deli" track. This music came from necessity, not boredom. It came from hunger.
C2D: Thats cool, thats cool. So whats comming up for you two?
Digital V: Ayo, can i say this one, can i say this one? Right now, i fell like PGnDV aint getting the respect they deserve, but believe you me, soon enough we gonna beat Soulja Boy on that ringtown download record he got. You aint seen nothing yet.
C2D: Any shoutouts to the fans and to the haters?
Professor Germ: Just wanna say wussup to all my people in Fairfield NJ, you know who you are.... mom, dad.
Digital V: wanna give props to my fam, PG, Vico Deine for them ill beats, PBR and any other cheap shit, them delivery services for ringin my doorbell with that sticky. To the haters - who's your A&R? A mountain climber who plays an electric guitar? Fuck yall. PGnDV out, keep your ears open.

Currently finishing off their 3rd LP, these monsters are still unsigned, surely not for long. Peep them at their MySpace page

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