~ The mix tape war was an excellent experiment. I’m sure everybody’s favourite part was when the crackhead accused us of encroaching on his turf (the Lions Club Pavilion) and then tried to start a fight. When no one voiced an interest in fighting him, he then tried to sweeten the deal by breaking a beer bottle and brandishing it at Matt. Then Crackie’s friend took him away to cool-off. They returned after a few minutes and when Crackie offered Matt a beer to make peace his friend blew-up at him and tried to tackle him for giving Matt a beer. Then he took off in disgust, Crackie apparently having gone too far — first with the fighting but then really going crazy and giving away a Budweiser. Crackie then tried to a) buy cocaine off us, b) take us to a kick-ass coke party or, when we didn’t respond to those two propositions, c) beat up some cops and go to jail for us. We declined that offer too and then he left.
I think a good section of the party had no idea this was going on as they were dancing like maniacs. Sort of twisting beach-party zombie maniacs. But there were also these two hip-hop dudes hanging around and one was on a cell phone saying, “Naw, nothing happening down here for us. Not our kind of party. Well… it’s a bunch of freaks dancing… freaks…. yeah, dancing… you want me to just take a picture?” I think I’m the only one who heard him but it was pretty rad.