Wow... was it 6 years ago this very night???
My friends Joel and Dan and I parked at 28 Gunns Road. We got out of the car and walked up to the door leading to the stairs down. The guy working the door asked us "are you guys all twins or something?" We didn't notice until that very moment that we had all decided to wear horizontally striped t-shirts, jeans, and a backwards baseball cap! Quelle dommage!!
Down we went, and we strolled around the premeses. It was moderately sparsely attended, but everybody was right down with it all. All smiles, zero attitude, no pretention, and really excellent music. I don't remember much about the night, but I remember grooving like mad to Anabolic Frolic (he blew me away at Not The End 2 [with the MC Easy J, no less!], so I had to check out his party), a great live PA by Mental Floss, and... uh.. well that's all I remember really. Oh, and Hixxy was supposed to come, but he got held up at customs.
Either way, it truly was SOMETHING GOOD. In my confusing and turbulant late teens, Hullabaloo was IT. It was THE BIG ONE. The ONLY ONE. It was the model after which other events only tried to model themselves, but the original could never be duplicated.
Hullabaloo introduced me to a world of new music and a sea of awestruck faces. For $15-$25 a pop I witnessed and was a part of history. MC Ruff and DJ Spinback. A girl giving me a large wooden bead necklace at Hulla 3. Ruffneck at Hulla 3 (all of Hulla 3 for that matter). Slipmatt with JD and E By Gum.
My most prominant Hulla memory, you wonder? I treated my friend Becky to a Hulla ticket for her birthday one year, but I arrived more than an hour late and she was nowhere to be found. Finally, hours later, I ran into her inside, her ticket still in my pocket. She and I came across Frolic soon after and told him our story. He considered it for about 1.5 seconds before taking my ticket and giving Becky her money back. PROPS.
Thanks Chris and to all the Hulla staff and attendees. My life is forever changed.
Happy Hullabaloo.
Brian
