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    Monday, March 30, 2009

    Officially missing you...

    Konnichiwa...
    I'm home sick.
    I've had a great week... One of the best cultural experi(ences/ments) ever. When I was coming to Japan, I spoke to a lot of people about it. The response from those who had made the journey was resounding. It's "simply a superior place" and coming back will result in "reverse culture shock".
    It's true that there are some INCREDIBLE things about Japan. It's incredibly clean. The cultural awareness and memory - not to mention the sheer history that boast castles older than our country - are again INCREDIBLE. The biggest thing that I love is that people here take their jobs seriously - whether they're the cleaner or the president, they do it to the fullest. This results in incredible service from McDonalds to the airport. No throwing your food on the tray, no attitude and no dashing your suitcases to bruck up your dishes that you bought from some farmers in a square in a small village in the South of France (which Trini says THAT?? lol - I'm not acting like I'm boujie, I'm acting like I'm rich lmao).
    Their work ethic is fantastic - and I respect it, as I try to hold myself to an extremely high standard. The Japanese culture is also VERY polite. My boy Damian joked that in a culture that says "sorry" all the time, a guy who bumped me while walking down the street, walked a few steps and must have thought to himself "what's wrong with me - I just bumped someone and didn't say sorry" and is at home tormented and rolling in bed right now... The transit system makes the London Underground and New York look like Toronto (and as D pointed out, I'll cringe from now on when David Miller says the words "world class" and "transit system" in the same sensence from here on in. From the touchpad to avoid a static charge before you press the elevator button, to the abilty to courier your luggage ahead to the airport, to the ability to pay for a plane ticket at the convenience store, or the fact that there is just SO much individuality in the STYLE here - the Japanese just get it.

    There are COUNTLESS innovations and things here that just make SENSE - but home?
    Home is like the drunk uncle in your family. You love it same way. That's Toronto. It smells a little by the DVP approaching downtown - not to mention the ridiculous traffic on that parking lot. The food spots NEVER get your order right, and the server is giving you attitude because her aspiration is to be [insert place or job here] and she's working [insert place here] - at the people's work. (Not to mention that she's on facebook and her cell while you're standing up watching her in the Roger's video for 9 minutes just thinking, I wonder if I'll get charged if I throw my shoe at her like Bush). Then there's our cultural mix. As I type this email, Nunu just facebook messaged me that "You need to win a Stylus award for hardest working promoter - no other promoter takes the time to connect with his patrons - maybe bryan brock but he doesn't throw nearly as many parties as you do throughout the year like you do. You are Shumacher of toronto parties... twitter that! BHAHNG BHAHNG!!!!". This illustrates my point (and I'm gonna google Shumacher when I finish this email - but my point, apart from stroking myself with his compliment (lol) is this... Nowhere - NOWHERE in the world would I know Noorez Rhemtulla, a first generation, Toronto born and raised, Ismaili Muslim, Indo East African from Tanzania, Vanessa Wu, Laura Magnoli, Marvin Damian, and Punji - and be able to call each of them and ask them to take me to their city of the world for lunch, dinner and conversation - within my own city. Now, the reality of it all is that we NEVER do this, but when I was walking around Tokyo, saying I want to try all the amazing things that they have to offer, I was thinking, I'm sure some of the people here have NEVER gone to Osaka, Kobe, seen all many of the countless "Unesco World Heritage Sites", watched a Sumo match or visited Rupoongi Hills, like many of us haven't gone to Casa Loma, the Bata Shoe museum or even the CN tower. You know I've never seen a Blue Jays game?
    (By the way, I think the Bhahng Bhahng is somehow ethnic too lol).
    My point is that it was a great trip - and more than anything, as my boy pointed out, is that the Japanese are FEARLESS, and that? - that lesson - and the feeling that ANYTHING is possible here, is the lesson that Japan gives me. Put on purple with brown, cheetah print, stripes and polka dots (you have to see it to believe it) and wear it like you mean it... lol... All jokes aside thought, when I put the "anything is possible" thing alongside the "necessity is the mother of invention" appreciation that I got from Cuba and the renewed graititude for being blessed to have been born and raised in Toronto and the opportunities that that has afforded me, I start to create a vivid picture.
    I implore you to - and I'm not on some high and mighty, because until recently, I had zero inclination to vacation - but I implore you to save - $20 a week... $80 a month... $960 a year, and check your facebook... Connect with a friend who lives somewhere else - and ask them if you can come stay by them. Chances are the answer will be yes - especially if they're abroad teaching etc as they're lonely (not saying my friend is lonely and ting and ting), but they love the company (and the English conversation that has kept us out until last train for the last 2 nights). Sometimes these things don't cost as much as we think. I just researched and found out that hotel, air, and accomodation for Egypt is like $1500 for 7 days... Not that I'm going anytime soon, but there are cruises for like $500 sometimes.
    Anyway, I'm rambling... you get my point.
    For the last leg of my stay, I'm in Tokyo and as you read this, I'll soon be on route home. And be it ever so humble, there's no place like Toronto. I digress... so I'm walking thru the streets of Tokyo - back streets, main streets and I find myself gravitating to certain stores... Then I realize, I'm staying in these stores longer than the others. Why? They have OUR and I say our, as I feel that, at least for me personally, MUSIC - and the culture of music, is a part of MY culture and nationality as well... So, I'm in these stores and I'm singing away - WE'RE singing away - myself, Amanda and Damien (who we picked up along the way lol) - 2 expatriates and a foreigner - walking past a store - 'BEFORE YOU WALK OUT MY LIIIIIIIIIIIIFE - oh eh yeah', or rapping all the words to "Going back to Cali" so that everyone can know we KNOW the lyrics lol.
    I'm on my way home. Friday is Soul Kitchen where the BEST Soul and R&B from Ryan Leslie to Marvin Gaye to Taral Hicks to Brandy to Soul 4 Real to Jennifer Hudson to Bilal to Raphael Saadiq (did I mention this was in my top 5 concert experiences of all time?) to Luther to Sunshine Anderson to... You name it - if it's got SOUL, it's in the Kitchen - and I even miss Jester [pause]. Kid Kut and Jason Chambers will be in the building finishing the 3 dimensional puzzle (they have 3 dimensional heart and body part puzzles here where you can construct the heart - they get it).
    Saturday is re:connect, and I can't lie - I can't. I can't do it anymore. Sigh. Here goes. TORONTO IS IN OLD SCHOOL HE-LL. I said it. Nearly 10 years ago we created this party called Amnesia because certain music NEVER got played. 10 years later, and there's a need for a party that plays music from now. Desperately. This is not that party - but this Saturday, I'm implementing a virtually no old school (well - some new jack lol) - ACTUALLY, THERE'S NO RULES. This Saturday, we'll show you why JASON CHAMBERS is one of the best DJs in the city, and make me continue to wonder why it's a secret. You're going to get (Chambers are you listening?) old and new soca, 2 reggae sets, some old school, some house and a BUNCH of hits...
    And and I've just decided something about re:connect...
    Stay tuned to your email and facebook overnight on Friday - if you get it at work, you'd better add a friend's or a personal email address at http://amnesia.ca/mail.html
    The following Saturday is GroovEssentials - and I'm dying for a soca fix as well...

    As I said, Toronto's like a buffet - and there's tons of variety (no jokes about how I like to eat lol)...

    I leave you with the last sets of photos from Japan (Deer Summer is my favorite), and I'll upload the other video blogs in my final email of the week.
    Japan: Day 3 - Culture and Style
    Japan: Day 3 - Style ah style and style cyah poil...
    Japan: Day 4 - Living my life like it's GOLDEN

    Japan: Day 5 - Deer Summer
    Japan: Day 5 - Part 2
    Japan: Day 5 - Part 3
    and just in case you missed the others...
    Japan: Day 1 Photos:
    Japan: Day 2 Photos: Part 1
    Japan: Day 2 Photos: Part 2
    and my 2 videoblogs thus far..
    Thanks for listening, as usual always... Next email from the Vancity on route to HOME SWEET HOME.
    See you this weekend. Love and respect.
    I



    Yours sincerely,

    IAN ANDRE ESPINET

    Wednesday, March 25, 2009

    Last Stop the Motherland (Yo E you went to Africa?), Nah, Japan...

    Mushi Mushi...
    I see trees of green... red roses too
    I see em bloom... for me and for you
    And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world.
    As you read this, my second installment of the week, I am so far gone (ala Drake) - literally.
    I'm about to get my run on, so hold the commas...
    I'm a touch bi-polar today. As I enjoy the beauty of culture and admire the individuality of the Japanese (they're incredibly stylish - putting together things that I would never think of - but wearing it like they mean it - not like they're trying hard), I see things that I've never seen before and marvel at the wonder at a civilization that juxtaposes the past, present and future all at once. Castles built in the 13th century showcase architecture that no cad program could create; simple things of the present (like a toilet that has a tap running after flushing for washing your hands & a simple understanding of the environment which results in an incredibly clean city); and the future - cell phones showcasing 2014 technology - everyone on the train is watching tv. No lie.
    I want to sit here and give a play by play account of my trip thus far, but a) it's almost 2pm, and I haven't left to go sightseeing for Day 3 - effectively destroying the day, and b) cause (clever? no?) a picture tells a THOUSAND WORDS...
    So, I've included my first 2 days of photos, and my first 2 videoblogs (I learned a bit of video editing on the 11.5 hour leg of the flight...
    Oh... back to why I'm bipolar. As I watch the midday sun, and midnight rains down on T-Dot, I put my friend up on all the Drake she can handle in one night, as she awakes the next morning to me editing video to one of my writing heroes - Saukrates... and I miss the home. The more the desire to go elsewhere in the world burns in me - and the further I travel from home, the more I make the statement that most people shake their heads at... "I don't think I would live anywhere else in the world. I love Toronto". If only we could import some of the things the Japanese have that make SO much sense, and are so ridiculously obvious...
    Don't worry... you don't have to have facebook to see them...
    Japan: Day 1 Photos:
    Japan: Day 2 Photos: Part 1
    Japan: Day 2 Photos: Part 2
    and my 2 videoblogs thus far..
    I gotta run... As I said, I shouldn't have really been on the computer, but I wanted to share...
    I'm gonna try a green tea mcflurry and a filet o-ebi (filet of shrimp - Laura Mags, where you at?) I'll be back in a couple days - I'm looking so forward to Soul Kitchen and re:connecting...
    Oh. Speaking of which, the Soul Kitchen $5 all night list is now full -> $10 all night list is still available below:
    SOUL KITCHEN: Friday April 3rd - Level Nightclub - 102 Peter St • Jester x Kid Kut x Jason Chambers
    Watch how this goes down. This is the Spring opener... and I brought some friends along:
    Jester & Kid, and my partner in crime from Amnesia, Jason Chambers will be in the house...

    $10 All Night Guestlist >> ian@amnesia.ca
    Admission at the door will be $15 all night long.
    I'm feeling for some NEO~Soul... Whatcha think? Tribute to Musiq Soulchild? I'll let you know on Friday afternoon I speak with Jester and Chey...
    Re:connect: Saturday April 4th - Menage • 333 King Street • Jason Chambers
    Due to circumstances beyond my control, I was forced to cancel the much anticipated Valentine's re:connect meet market (lovers and other strangers all slow jam party). Although I can't do it as an all slow jam event, I'm going to put a little twist in re:connect and cater to the MEN in this city who, for whatever reason have been going on with some BI^C#@$$NESS OF LATE.
    EVERYONE ON GUESTLIST IS $5 ALL NIGHT...
    BUT GENTS ARE FREE BEFORE 11:30PM. Don't say we never do anything for you... lol. Pause.

    Music is by my good good friend Chambers, and one of my favorite "hidden gem djs". Stay tuned for more details.
    groovEssentials: Saturday April 11th - IslandMix Restaurant & Lounge • Jester
    A couple months back, I debuted a beautiful event concept based around an entire night of groovy soca - based on the fact that my favorite songs in the fete these days - for whatever reason, seem to be groovy. At the time, I decided that I wanted to do something for the East, wherein the event would be: a) close to home; b) with free parking; c) adult casual...
    Enter groovEssentials. The first edition at Tropix in Pickering was one of the best parties I've done in ages. Part 2 at Iron Pot was equally incredible.
    For Part 3, for EASTer Long Weekend Saturday, we move to the quaint IslandMix Restaurant - 200 friends and the incredible musical talents of Jester all by his lonesome with Brenton B.


    Tribal Knights Band Launch - Birds of Paradise: Saturday April 25th
    A girlfriend once told me that there's no allegiances in mas... Consequently, like the NBA or any other major sport, key players move from team to team - and in this case, camp to camp in an attempt maximize their chances of winning the coveted title...
    My journey into mas comes from a family tradition and history of both building and playing mas, but my first personal foray into the latter came a couple years back when my Dad and I first brought a section with Marlon Singh's Callaloo. In our first year there, Callaloo won the coveted title of Band of the Year. 2 years later, we joined Jamaal Magloire's young promising band the Toronto Revellers. The band went on to win 2 years straight, and after an amazing run with a great band, we've decided to move on once again.
    This year, my Dad and I have decided to go with Tribal Knights - run by Dexter who goes back with my Dad to Louis Saldenah days, and whom I met first at Callaloo. Together, with 8 other section leaders, we're out to take BAND OF THE YEAR...
    This year's theme is BIRDS OF PARADISE. If you've never played mas, or are a seasoned veteran, I urge you to come out and check out the costumes on Saturday April 25th.
    Anyway... I've got plenty laundry to do, and for some strange reason, I'm becoming my parents, and am agonizing over possibly leaving this house in any sort of mess... I'm off to get it cleaned.
    Thanks for listening, always... Next email from the land of the rising sun.
    I



    Yours sincerely,

    IAN ANDRE ESPINET



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    RE:VISION
    In September 1999, we revolutionized the way you viewed events with Amnesia. Since then, we have listened to you, our patrons and friends, and changed to suit your lifestyle. In the orchestration of our flagship event, Amnesia, we have stayed true to our goals. In the creation of other signature events such as Soul Kitchen, Big People Fete, B-Boy Document, X-Factor, ICON, re:connect, Socaholics, The ONE, Music Cafe etc, we have continued the mission.

    With more than 2/3 of the urban nightlife scene attending Amnesia and/or one of the our signature events in the past 6 years, we continue to prove that success takes more than VISION. It takes RE:VISION. Stay tuned as we hone our online presence - www.amnesia.ca coming soon...
    p.s. Follow me... follow meeeeeeeee. I'm on Twitter.
    p.p.s. You can also find me on facebook, myspace, youtube and everywhere else too, doing it like I'm doing it for TV. Or just google me. LOL.
    p.p.p.s. Japanese people maybe amongst the most stylish in the world...
    p.p.p.p.s. On the streets of Japan, instead of giving out flyers that will be thrown away, they give away packets of klennex with ads...
    p.p.p.p.p.s. They have Mister Donut here. Anyone remember Mister Donut? I have a VAGUE memory of going through a drive thru with my dad (and the photo places in those little buildings)...
    p.p.p.p.p.p.s. The technology is on some NEXT ish.
    p.p.p.p.p.p.p.s. The Japanese may be the most polite people on earth. Hai!
    p.p.p.p.p.p.p.p.p.s. Until next time... Sayonnara.

    Japanamotion> Day 1: Toronto to Vancity to Narita


    Japanamotion: Day 1 - Toronto to Vancity to Narita from Ian Andre Espinet on Vimeo.

    Monday, March 9, 2009

    Bigger than Life... The Notorious Big Documentary

    "The Greatest Rapper of All Time Died on March 9th"...

    Although hip hop purists will argue the content of the lyric (which, if you don't know is part of Canibus' "Second Round Knockout" for L.L. Cool J - the GOAT (Greatest Of All Time... ), most of us will agree with the sentiment.

    12 Years after his death, I can't help but wonder what hip hop would be had he not been killed. 12 years later, I still don't have a favorite song...

    We'll always love Big Poppa.

    This is a dope documentary done back in 2007. It's dope. What? Ain't nothing more too it.




    If you can't see the video, click the link below...
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XAGWY-YH9t4

    Watch all 10 parts.

    Friday, March 6, 2009

    Jay-z: Reasonable Doubt EPK...

    If you know me, I'm probably the biggest Jay-z fan ever. I've been listening to him, since he's been sinning, and you been playing with barbie and ken - and, you can't change a player's game in the ninth inning...

    I've always wanted to do a "hip hop pop-up video" so that I could find out all the behind the scenes details of the music, videos etc that I love so.

    Here is an incredible "hopumentary" on the making of the 5 mic, classic Jay-z debut album, "Reasonable Doubt", that I found a while back and thought I'd share.

    Peep game.



    If you can't see the video, here's the link >>
    http://video.google.ca/videoplay?docid=606014839842474833&hl=en

    Wednesday, March 4, 2009

    Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear, Turn Around...

    The phone rings in the middle of the night,
    My father yells "What you gonna do with your life?"

    What's up?

    So, I'm cooking dinner the other day, and I hear this off key singing coming from the living room... "Kids just wanna have fuuu-un". I think to myself, those friggin commercials for summer parks have started already? Then I hear "When the working day is du-un... girls they wanna have fun". I proceed to ask Kayla, where'd you learn that song - and after assessing whether she had said anything that she would get in trouble for, she said, "Daddy... It's Miley Cyrus".

    Wow.

    Hannah Montana does Cyndi Lauper. Later on that night, I was in the shower (don't visualize lol), and I started to think back. What a wicked time period we were blessed to come up in - so much of the music... the tv, the everything was FEEL GOOD stuff...

    From the Cyndi Lauper video with Captain Lou Albano video ("I'm like chillin', Monday night raw watching, me and Dan-e-o at the Skydome, when its in town ~ Choclair - Northern Touch) to the other stuff from that time period, we had it all...

    And so did our girls. Well... the girls we liked. But didn't talk to, but instead chased around the schoolyard at recess. Those times, they'd be doing their thing - skipping, double-dutch, and we'd be WAAAY over the next side playing something - reda$$, dodgeball, handball, transformers (or gobots), and then we'd get haunted and go harrass them.

    So they're skipping away...

    Down by the river, down by thaaaaa sea,
    Johnny broke a bottle and blamed it on me,
    I told ma, ma told pa,
    Johnny got a lickin' so ha ha ha!
    How many lickin's did Johny get?

    1, 2, 3... and we'd buss up their skipping vibes. Then the girl that you liked, would chase you, and you'd run until they got tired. They'd go back and continue...


    Teddy bear, teddy bear, turn around,
    Teddy bear, teddy bear, touch the ground,
    Teddy bear, teddy bear, show your shoe,
    Teddy bear, teddy bear, that will do...


    And we'd run through and BUSS up their game. They'd chase us. And sometimes we let them catch us. I was too shy. And Sheryl Chen was sooo hot - the first Chinese Jamaican I ever saw lol. But she had a big boyfriend. Brian Chuchinam. LMAO. I can't believe I remember ANY of this.

    Ah... it was oh so simple then. Or we'd be playing Red Rover or was it British Bulldog. We'd be running across the field, and trying to tackle everyone was free. And sometimes, we'd hear after that someone copped a feel. And some guys would run behind a girl and pull her bra strap. That would really cause you to get chased lol.

    The girls came to school with all their stuff... the equivalent of ours. My little pony... Monchichi's. Skipper (I think she was a knockoff Barbie mermaid or something). Barbie had Ken, like Oprah has Steadman, and they had a BIG house at home with like a mustang, and a horse with weave like hair lol. And they'd have a head with JUST hair and they'd braid it and style it and and...

    And around when Madonna came out hard, they all wore these rubber sparkly bands on their wrists and skirts with frills and... Girls had their own dope stuff.

    Sigh....

    garbage pail kids...
    wuzzles...
    puffalumps...
    sticker albums...
    Cricket...
    polly pocket...
    secret keepers...
    skip it...

    I'll finish this next week... but until then, here's one of my favorite read's on the 80's. I didn't write this one, but I wish I did.

    I am a child of the eighties. That is what I prefer to be called. The nineties can do without me. Grunge isn't here to stay, fashion is fickle and "Generation X" is a myth created by some over-40 writer trying to figure out why people wear flannel in the summer.

    When I got home from school, I played with my Atari 2600. I spent hours playing Pitfall or Combat or Breakout or Dodge'em Cars or Frogger. I never did beat Asteroids. Then I watched "Scooby-Doo." Daphne was a Goddess, and I thought Shaggy was smoking something synthetic in the back of their psychedelic van. I hated Scrappy.

    I would sleep over at friends' houses on the weekends. We played army with G.I. Joe figures, and I set up galactic wars between Autobots and Decepticons. We stayed up half the night throwing marshmallows and Velveeta at one another. We never beat the Rubik's Cube.

    I got up on Saturday mornings at 6 a.m. to watch bad Hanna-Barbera cartoons like "Snorks," "Jabberjaw," "Captain Caveman," and "Space Ghost." In between I would watch "School House Rock." ("Conjunction junction, what's your function?")

    On weeknights Daisy Duke was my future wife. I was going to own the General Lee and shoot dynamite arrows out the back. Why did they weld the doors shut? At the movies the Nerds Got Revenge on the Alpha Betas by teaming up with the Omega Mus. I watched Indiana Jones save the Ark of the Covenant, and wondered what Yoda meant when he said, "No, there is another."

    Ronald Reagan was cool. Gorbachev was the guy who built a McDonalds in Moscow. My family took summer vacations to the Gulf of Mexico and collected "The Great Muppet Caper" glasses along the way. (We had the whole set.) My brother and I fought in the back seat. At the hotel we found creative uses for Connect Four pieces like throwing them in that big air conditioning unit.

    I listened to John COUGAR Mellencamp sing about Little Pink Houses for Jack and Diane. I was bewildered by Boy George and the colors of his dreams, red, gold, and green. MTV played videos. Nickelodeon played "You Can't Do That on Television" and "Dangermouse." Cor! HBO showed Mike Tyson pummel everybody except Robin Givens, the bad actress from "Head of the Class" who took all Mike's cashflow.

    I drank Dr. Pepper. "I'm a Pepper, you're a Pepper, wouldn't you like to be a Pepper, too?" Shasta was for losers. TAB was a laboratory accident. Capri Sun was a social statement. Orange juice wasn't just for breakfast anymore, and bacon had to move over for something meatier.

    My mom put a thousand Little Debbie Snack Cakes in my Charlie Brown lunch box, and filled my Snoopy Thermos with grape Kool-Aid. I would never eat the snack cakes, though. Did anyone? I got two thousand cheese and cracker snack packs, and I ate those.

    I went to school and had recess. I went to the same classes everyday. Some weird guy from the eighth grade always won the science fair with the working hydro-electric plant that leaked on my project about music and plants. They just loved Beethoven.

    Field day was bigger than Christmas, but it always managed to rain just enough to make everybody miserable before they fell over in the three-legged race. Where did all those panty hose come from? "Deck the Halls with Gasoline, fa la la la la la la la la," was just a song. Burping was cool. Rubber band fights were cooler. A substitute teacher was a baby sitter/marked woman. Nobody deserved that.

    I went to Cub Scouts. I got my arrow-of-light, but never managed to win the Pinewood Derby. I got almost every skill award but don't remember ever doing anything.

    The world stopped when the Challenger exploded.

    Did a teacher come in and tell your class?

    Half of your friends' parents got divorced.

    People did not just say no to drugs.

    AIDS started, but you knew more people who had a grandparent die from cancer.

    Somebody in your school died before they graduated.

    When you put all this stuff together, you have my childhood. If this stuff sounds familiar, then I bet you are one, too.

    We are children of the eighties. That is what I prefer "they" call it.
    Before the mortgage... before kids... before OSAP repayment... car loans, interest rates and the stresses of adult lives, we lived our lives to a Soundtrack....

    Today that Soundtrack to Our Lives lives on in the most imitated, yet still never ever duplicated Toronto party - Amnesia. It all goes down next week Saturday.

    Email me for $10 all night guest list at >> ian@amnesia.ca