Zombie Journals: book 1
Mon.Nov.30.09: i was in new york city. street fighting & foraging for food when i got summoned by major lazer himself to join Jillionaire & diplo in the UK to make the clubs go wild… while continuing the fight against the evil zombie nation. so i rallied up the troops & ran to the airport..
Tue.Dec.1.09: arriving on a raining tuesday in Sheffield, England i could tell i was in for the time of my life. the crowd @Fusion & Foundry was amazing. so amazing in fact that i was about to hang myself with a mic wire, due to over excitement… however i was talked out of it by diplo ingenious selection of a classic reggae tune “dawn pen – no no no” & as the crowd serenading, we continued to amplify the hype by 10,000! joy was had by all, & we could clearly tell no zombies were present.
Thu.Dec.3.09: heading over to Brighton, we joined forces with 2 super power teams of zombie hunters Mumdance & Blah Blah Blah. we rallied at the underground beach fortress known as Digital Brighton. a gloomy fog filled the salty sea air as we took the stage in search of zombies.
excite filled the room & this crowed of sexually charged adolescence demanded blood. & they were not gonna take no for an answer…
so we gave dem mum dance (dear mumdance’s mom. i promises your son sacrifice will not be in vain. thanks)
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after that we all drank cognac & a good time was had by all… tune of the night “shy fx 0 original nutta”
Fri.Dec.4.09: arriving at Transmusicales festival in Rennes France, i felt a cold chill. known to bee a hot spot for zombie activity, the entire Major Lazer Army was on high alert.
this was the biggest crowd of the tour & i was paranoid. Jillionaire however, kept his composure & diplo remained calm ‘n collective at the weels of stell. a bottle of cognac appeared on stage & i immediately snapped back to reality. driving the crowd into a near riot on & off stage.
we continued to rave as i secretly gathered stats, & data on the fiend’s we sorted after. sharing my cognac, i was able to get information on a zombie hiding out in the depts of Amsterdam. Quite possibly the head zombie.
Sat.Dec.6.09 aka wheres the cognac? yo son, wheres the cogniac? i chuckled with a smile. a murky voiced answered “im sorry, we dont have any here”…nooooooooooooo… sweat ran from my brow… tears filled my eyes… and rage consumed my very state of being! instantly i knew, this was a town were the zombies have infiltrated the very liquor distilleries. along with my mummies i took the stage in a vengeance “ITS MAJOR LAZZZZZZZZZER BABY” could be heard miles away as we sifted these devious zombies out…
the the cheers, smiles, & laughter of the crowd at Bazar Curiex exhilarated me more than any gognac i ever had. every individual screams was rejuvenating. and every pull up more energizing than the last. at this point i was determined to save these totally awesome people from the living dead.
as pon de street thundered through the Bazar & daggering ignited the stage, i spotted the son of a basterd we were looking for. all i could think about was the part of my life that was ripped away… throwing up my “M” signal (with my 2 middle fingers warped up in an upside down west side position) the team was immediately alerted. tour manager John threw a ladder , at least 40 miles per hour, at me. i caught it in midair while spinning in mid air… jillionaire grabed his lazer, az diplo hurled music into the nights winds!!!
…a erie silence now swept threw the room. like if the people of Rotterdam, Amsterdam were thanking me in advance with their cheers… as i stood upon that ladder, the only thing i could think about was my kids. i must rid the world of this zombie infestation for dem. & my cognac… DIE ZOMBIE SCUM!!!!
Sun.Dec.6th.09 2:59am: 3 zombies were returned to deaths door. drink ya cognac in helllllllllllll… KABOOM!!!
all the photos i gathered from this adventure will be posted on: www.ghettolifeent.com
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