Holy shit. Dealing with children while they’re crying is one thing. But dealing with crying kiddos while their parents stand feet away from you is tough. A hug turns into almost a wrestling match with someone half your size. The matter isn’t anything you can change. Issues of control have all gone out the window for the child. Fits abound. Parents sorta smirk to see how you deal with it. Maybe they take notes, I dunno. And even if you get ‘em to smile in the end, nothing is resolved with the kid. It’s just building trust. Trust with the community. The feeling of electric aura. Then, “See you Monday” becomes a manta.
Buy two-thirds of the Taco Bell menu and only eat a burrito. Walk down 125th and be the only white man passing out food for free until it’s all out. Five Taco Bell bags frothing with sauce packets and thin food wraps. Break up an argument between a black dude selling his mixtape to an old white dude using the tactic, “Quit being an old racist and buy this CD.” Fill their minds and mouths with foods. Even if the white old racist lady refuses the food. Then you see one of the crying kids on the money bars at the park before driving home. He’s having a blast with three girls his age and laughing, and earlier you told him he cannot participate any more.
Blare UNSCENTED DJ’s NY RECORD SHOP MIX and drive slow past the park for a slow head nod from your teammate:
A TRIBUTE TO NEW YORK’S MUSIC SHELTERS, AND TO THE OVERLOOKED MUSICS THEY PROTECT. ALL OF THESE RECORDS WERE FOUND AT THE FOLLOWING SHOPS: CO-OP 87, SECOND HAND, ISRAEL’S (RIP), THE THING, NORTHERN LIGHTS, CAPTURED TRACKS, HUMAN HEAD, ACADEMY, SUPERIOR ELEVATION, RECORD GROUCH, BLACK GOLD, A1, AND THE GUY AT THE FLEA MARKET ON CHURCH AVE.
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