I've heard that when you're out and about- and you see a person that categorically looks like someone famous, chances are it's them. A couple of years ago I was at a nice under-the-radar lounge in the West Village taking in some live music. It was relatively cramped (as those spots tend to be) and someone that really resembled the GZA was sitting a few feet away from me. The only thing was; this dude was smiling from ear to ear and you rarely see Maximillion crack so much as a smirk. Anyway- not too far from him was an obnoxiously drunk guy that kept bumping the little table where this GZA lookalike was seated. He bumped it once. He bumped it twice. Third time's a charm... This inebriated Foolboy spilled a drink on a girl that was also at the table and in that instant- I knew it was the GZA. That unmistakable screwface appeared as he rose from the table, fists clenched. Needless to say- Obnoxiously Drunk Guy made himself scarce. Fast.
It was funny because I tried to think of the last time I saw the GZA look so sublime (before he put the fear of the Killa Beez in dude's heart) - and then it hit me. He didn't scowl so much back in the day while addressing the ladies. Then I remembered that another Wu counterpart also had a softer side when women were in the circumference. So today, I bring you Throwback Thursday's first double feature. Don't get spoiled with the treats, People. This is a rare occasion. From The Genius we have the no-nonsense Come Do Me and your boy was serious about getting those panties. It was more of an order than a request. From The Abbott, the weary lament of having too many shorties on the roster- and they all professed Ooh, We Love You Rakeem! Check the resume. This is pre-Bobby Digital RZA at his most comical. Sidebar: Be sure to peep the price of movie tickets in that one. Can it be that it was all so simple then?
March 19, 2009
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great throwback
"Um,Um...Veronica..." LMAO! You went in on this one, Jayne! Your vault should be adorned with Now-a-Laters & Door knockers! Keep 'em coming, B-girl. One.
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