new york stories part 2...
ok so here's where it gets interesting..i breifly touched on the last 2 week trip but having just landed from this one ( a month) and just gottten out of bed..(5.45pm.. - jetlag with either allergies or a terrible cold)...
now onto the real trip...so i landed in detroit...for my first show w the john and crew for the baileys afterparty after a loooong ass flight (started travelling @ 4am that morning)...flying klm to amsterdam then onto detroit by northwest airlines? (never heard of em!)
so after a pisstake 1 hour flight...or so..you know the kind where you can't nodd off cos by the time you shut your eyes and i did want to @ 5am...you land.
we get to amsterdam..i swear down they are just racist.
i tell you just racist...
so they put you through another check ..the attiudes of the security staff to me and my dj among other black and asian/indian folk compared to how they treated their white customers was amazingly rude.
First of all...the guy looks @ me (through his one good eye- he had one eye busted - i looked @ my dj smash like yep!he got beat up ahahaha!!!) as though my brand new passport were not real @ this point im staring @ him like get a good look...then he begins to speak to me like i'm an INSURGENT
"listen here...you can't drink that and put your trolley over there!" (meanwhile i'm in shock wide eyed I've got a mouthful of water - "what can't you hear me...???"
i look @ him and proceed to the line up gate with said water in my mouth and leave the trolley right where it was...(now i know why he got beat up! stank attitude arsehole!)
that was pure disrespect...
so while lining up for a further security check..there are 2 lines a gang of white folk line up to the left and behind us...
so the security girls keep going to the left of us..to let them in first?
i'm stunned like do you not see us lining up????
is the right hand queue the line you don't answer?
wtf?
Its very hard not to take these things generally racially when its a consistent theme...
so then we go through to xray...
I ASK IF I NEED TO TAKE OUT THE MOISTURISERS IN MY BAG....
the attendent says no..its fine its in the plastic...
puts my bag through...
then brings me back to take out the plastic...
i say to him I ASKED YOU!!!! wtf???
i tell you - i had to breathe HARD!!!!
One of my pet peeves is repeating myself or having to watch people do over stuff i've already asked em to do and act like i'm the person who wasn't clever enough to get it right the first time...
PURE IRRITATION! LIKE THAT MAKES MY NERVE SNAP!
So i had to BREATHE....reallllly Breathe @ that point..plus i'm tired...
so we get through...
Once again i get on a the plane and the check in attendent said i had aisle seats allll the way to detroit...of course you just know they put me in the middle
some lady was alll bubbly and excited..i just put my big bomber jacket hoodie over my head and went to SLEEP!
Got to detroit...it was grey...
Sorry no pics didnt feel like takin any...get to the hotel..after an hour we get into the room...im lookin @ my suitcase...they stright broke it...cracked the wheels...cracked the case messed up the pulley handle...
So i gotta get a new one...bear in mind we have to soundcheck and be on stage later that night as well as go to the main show...
the taxi driver takes us (me and smash) on a £70 dollar trip to and from a shoppin complex that resembles brent cross...but also has a black hair shop in it like for real it sold straightners and relaxers..imagine that alongside john lewis! luv it...
on the way back...finally deducing we were from london.decided to show us the sights...to the effect he brought us almost back to the airport... (im spazzing in my head like - (what friggin sights??? were on a motorway there is only the for factories and few buildings...where are you taking us?!!? i'm tired for fucks sake...)
Smash is just laughing cos he knows i'm spazzing..my eyes have started to widen and I'm staring out the winow looking for signs of the HOTEL!
get back do the soundcheck...
all good...im knackered @ this point...
Sooo get to do the show...finally 12pmish @ night..im 2 hours away from collapsing..then i have to leave @ 6am n the morning...to get to ny to do
We go to do my set...it actually is a great show the girls (first song - about beign more than a fuck friend) and guys (by the second song - about first time sex w that special person) were really into it...especialy as i brought a guy up to dance w me...it was hilarious the guy was such a stiff ass! but gotta love him for coming up! :-)
Pure fun....i had a ball in detroit...they were real people and real reactions...
NEXT DESTINATION - NYC...
and because you read all that here's a treat..diana ross singing among some weed plants...hahah..not really but they look like em...
now onto the real trip...so i landed in detroit...for my first show w the john and crew for the baileys afterparty after a loooong ass flight (started travelling @ 4am that morning)...flying klm to amsterdam then onto detroit by northwest airlines? (never heard of em!)
so after a pisstake 1 hour flight...or so..you know the kind where you can't nodd off cos by the time you shut your eyes and i did want to @ 5am...you land.
we get to amsterdam..i swear down they are just racist.
i tell you just racist...
so they put you through another check ..the attiudes of the security staff to me and my dj among other black and asian/indian folk compared to how they treated their white customers was amazingly rude.
First of all...the guy looks @ me (through his one good eye- he had one eye busted - i looked @ my dj smash like yep!he got beat up ahahaha!!!) as though my brand new passport were not real @ this point im staring @ him like get a good look...then he begins to speak to me like i'm an INSURGENT
"listen here...you can't drink that and put your trolley over there!" (meanwhile i'm in shock wide eyed I've got a mouthful of water - "what can't you hear me...???"
i look @ him and proceed to the line up gate with said water in my mouth and leave the trolley right where it was...(now i know why he got beat up! stank attitude arsehole!)
that was pure disrespect...
so while lining up for a further security check..there are 2 lines a gang of white folk line up to the left and behind us...
so the security girls keep going to the left of us..to let them in first?
i'm stunned like do you not see us lining up????
is the right hand queue the line you don't answer?
wtf?
Its very hard not to take these things generally racially when its a consistent theme...
so then we go through to xray...
I ASK IF I NEED TO TAKE OUT THE MOISTURISERS IN MY BAG....
the attendent says no..its fine its in the plastic...
puts my bag through...
then brings me back to take out the plastic...
i say to him I ASKED YOU!!!! wtf???
i tell you - i had to breathe HARD!!!!
One of my pet peeves is repeating myself or having to watch people do over stuff i've already asked em to do and act like i'm the person who wasn't clever enough to get it right the first time...
PURE IRRITATION! LIKE THAT MAKES MY NERVE SNAP!
So i had to BREATHE....reallllly Breathe @ that point..plus i'm tired...
so we get through...
Once again i get on a the plane and the check in attendent said i had aisle seats allll the way to detroit...of course you just know they put me in the middle
some lady was alll bubbly and excited..i just put my big bomber jacket hoodie over my head and went to SLEEP!
Got to detroit...it was grey...
Sorry no pics didnt feel like takin any...get to the hotel..after an hour we get into the room...im lookin @ my suitcase...they stright broke it...cracked the wheels...cracked the case messed up the pulley handle...
So i gotta get a new one...bear in mind we have to soundcheck and be on stage later that night as well as go to the main show...
the taxi driver takes us (me and smash) on a £70 dollar trip to and from a shoppin complex that resembles brent cross...but also has a black hair shop in it like for real it sold straightners and relaxers..imagine that alongside john lewis! luv it...
on the way back...finally deducing we were from london.decided to show us the sights...to the effect he brought us almost back to the airport... (im spazzing in my head like - (what friggin sights??? were on a motorway there is only the for factories and few buildings...where are you taking us?!!? i'm tired for fucks sake...)
Smash is just laughing cos he knows i'm spazzing..my eyes have started to widen and I'm staring out the winow looking for signs of the HOTEL!
get back do the soundcheck...
all good...im knackered @ this point...
Sooo get to do the show...finally 12pmish @ night..im 2 hours away from collapsing..then i have to leave @ 6am n the morning...to get to ny to do
We go to do my set...it actually is a great show the girls (first song - about beign more than a fuck friend) and guys (by the second song - about first time sex w that special person) were really into it...especialy as i brought a guy up to dance w me...it was hilarious the guy was such a stiff ass! but gotta love him for coming up! :-)
Pure fun....i had a ball in detroit...they were real people and real reactions...
NEXT DESTINATION - NYC...
and because you read all that here's a treat..diana ross singing among some weed plants...hahah..not really but they look like em...
posted by Diva Darlings at
Monday, May 07, 2007
1 Comments:
Sounds like you have been quite busy. Busy is good girl. Busy is good!!
P.S Va-jay-jay cracks me up too.
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