So I’m out back at Side Bar waiting for that dude Kosha Dillz to rock. It was a showcase for his distributor, so I figured I would show some hip-hop love among the indie rock snobs.
I went to order my second free Lone Star, and the bartender asked who I was there to see. I told her I came for the only rapper on the bill, and she told me that something happened or some shit.
Lo and behold…I go outside and Kosha Dillz is talking to two cops. But not on some hip-hop criminal shit; dude got hit by a rougue taxi. He’s okay though; this pic was taken as I told the cops: “I know this guy, and this is definitely a publicity stunt.”