Its true... you really cannot set foot inside a space where the Do Lab has been spotted and not feel as though you have been whisked away to some celebratory alternate dimension where looking down, you see the Lucent Dossier kids engaged in a monkey-chant-looking ritual, and looking up, a gorgeously made-up woman on stilts brushes a feather against your cheek. Trees of light seemed to erupt from the skid row landscape and stages of pallets and speakers claimed the streets and sang with the sweetest beats you could even begin to imagine...

Arriving early, the first thing that struck me was the double-decker buses being used as shuttles. Seriously... who does that? Once through the gate and on my way to the Speaker Garden Stage for my opening set, I think the next sound that I heard was an audible GASP from Riff, who had just witnessed me passing by an entire bar without stopping to double-fist.

Seriously... it really happened. Told you. Alternate reality.

I consider myself lucky to have been able to poke around before the crowds came. I got to see the heart and veins before the blood started pumping through them.

Getting over to the stage, I put down my records and gave Jesse Wright's hard working ass a big hug and told him how sexy he looked. THEN I made note of the ENTIRE WALL OF SPEAKERS that had been constructed in the DJ booth behind me. Seriously... who does that?

As I started my set, people started to trickle in. As I continued, more people trickled in. Then it became a pour. Then... I swear to god... I bent over to rifle through my CD case, found the one I wanted, then looked back up to a damn near packed floor.

I was amazed. BOOM WOW indeed.

FURTHER... not only did the crowd show early, but that stage was packed and pumpin the entire night.

Here's some highlights:
1. Everyone that made it early to catch my set. Yer Uncle Saynt loves you.
2. Marques Wyatt's set. Seriously. KICKED ASS.
3. Imagika. Yer Uncle Saynt hasn't traditionally been a huge fan of the dub stuff. It's growing on me. It's her fault.
4. Lucent Dossier. If the world is a stage... they are the acting coaches.
5. My hot girlfriend's ass. What? Everyone else made comments about it. I should too.
6. Ianator's Stressed Out Tribe Called Quest remix. Sorry man... I'm totally stealing it.

The decor, love, and passion that went into creating the event goes without saying, nor could my saying do it justice.

Seriously... who does that? The Do Lab does.

Thank you Do Lab.
Thank you early birds.
Thank you the awesome girl that brought me water when I was playing.

See all you sexy bitches in 2 weeks in Mexico!

All love,

Yer Carnie Unkie