Wilmington was the third stop in the Carolinas.

this show actually went really well except for one sour girl in the back who looked like she didn't come to see anybody. her boyfriend even looked disappointed to be with her.

the rest of the crowd was bananas tho! thanks Wilmington!

i guess this is the part of the trip where famous people start showing up at shows randomly. super producer Nicolay came thru to say wassup.

VonPea from Tanya Morgan is the first rapper on the Foreign Exchange album. also, Nicolay now lives in Wilmington, NC. he had oh so many reasons to be at the show that night.

DonWill scorin points with Kyte!

smile Shirin!

cat's cradle. live show.

this dood, Andrew, was our monitor guy for the night. when he's not workin in NC, he's the stage manger that tours with the Squirrel Nut Zippers. i played keys in a couple jazz groups for years before i really got into the beatmaking thing, and i remember bein a big fan of the Squirrel Nut Zippers. i think i saw them at Bumbershoot in '98.

anyway, Andrew said they'd be in Seattle at the Triple Door sometime this August because the band just got back together and is touring again. check 'em out if you get a chance!

i've been to Atlanta three times now, and every time i go, it makes me wanna come back again even more. never had a chance to stay more than a day or two.

this time thru, we played a club called the Masquerade. apparently, it was originally an old mill that was built in the late 1800s. the walls were made of chunky stones cemented together.

this particular show, we weren't billed to play with Hiero. no, we were to play with the Horoglyphics. that went really well with the gothic theme of the club.

as we walked in, this young man called me out. he told me that he saw the Crossfader video i did with Darek Mazzone and was mad at the Connect For beat. apparently in a good way. he's been reppin the whole MassLine set hella hard in the A, and definitely showed it during the show. big up fam! we're gonna look for you next time we're in your area.

ATL gettin down.

after the show we went to look for food and passed by the Wish boutique.

the H is gone from their sign for some reason. so it just says "wis" … like pee. ha.

after dropping off the tour manager and MC at the hotel, i went to meet up with my friend Ree at some joint called MJQ, Atlanta's premier hipster spot for all uber cool guys and girls.

smile Ree!

this guy was there, i'd met him at the show at Masquerade. he was a funny guy. except that at the end of the Hiero set earlier that night, he jumped on the stage and grabbed the mic and started talkin shit to the whole crowd to get them to leave, so by the time we had come out to chop it up with folks at the end of the show, the club was empty. boo!

inside MJQ the party was jumpin off…

"damn… is that a real elbow?"

DJ Cullen Cole was in the back room doin a straight disco set. this guy was actually killin it. i don't say that often. still on that real wax too.

this guy really didn't want his picture taken.

super party promoter with Steve Aoki flyers.

if they had a version of That 70's Show with an all black cast, this guy would be Hyde.

we're comin back to Atlanta most definitely.

we're tryna update these regularly, but 12 hour drives and the fact that some punk hotels have the gall to charge for internet prevents us from doing this every night. so keep checkin back! there'll be something new at least once every couple days as long as the tour lasts.

the Dallas crowd was coo. kinda older. a good 50% of the crowd was in their late 20's or early 30's according to Bee.

the guy on the right was 26. recently returned from Iraq and is hella involved in the grassroots anti-war work and a member of Iraq Veterans Against The War. he, Justin, and his brother "Red" said Blue Scholars music got them thru some harsh times. he had a lot of stories about what was really goin down over there and it was just more confirmation that any folks who are putting work towards ending this fiasco are on the right track.

this was the back-of-house manager. his name was "G." needless to say, as soon as we heard that the next 5 minutes were spent saying things like:

"wassup G"

"i guess that couch is the G-spot"


"put on some deodorant, the G-Funk is in the building"

he was a good dood. in fact, all the folks at the Granada were good doods… and doodettes. arguably one of the most professional venues we've ever played at. the staff was extremely respectful and they all took pride in their work. it was inspiring.

peep one of the enthusiastic stage managers, Kevin, giving the show a thumbs up.

Cathy getting put on blast.

forum!