Special Water

When the press runs for Geedorah & Vik Vaughn & MM…Food & the M.I.C. Album & GRIMM’s Downfall of ibl*s a Ghetto opera each commenced Dumile would go deeper into his introvert bag. Mind U on my whole run with the Villain prior to MadVillainy…

DOOM was known but unknown on a mainstream/industry level. When we did go out in Now Why (rare we both are notorious workaholics who hardly ever frolicked in the city or enjoyed public nightlife) he was MY plus one. I was at @Complex which the STRESS team & I were still building

So DOOM was intentionally not famous, infamous and famous simultaneously a feat only he could pull off. My mentee at the time was Timmhotep Aku, @timmhotep aka Truth I Master Twice. The three of us had shared knowledge & culture so Timm might see Dumile unmasked or with the mask.

Others in the “industry” disgusted DOOM. He refused interviews and press frequently. Some events he’d become a reluctant participant with requirements — only attend Masked up. With an unlimited top shelf open bar. Bonus for gourmet snacks & apps. Will attend for Ltd sneakers…

Nike was having a launch party for a limited shoe. I was invited because I was editing kicks at Complex & even had the illustrious @chaceinfinite as my Sneaker Editor but he lived in LA. So I accepted the @Nike invite & when asked for my size I gave DOOMs size instead. …

Figuring I’d swing by, have one champagne as I was wont to do back in the 2000s. Grab the gift bag & hold the limited edition pair for Dumile to grab upon his return to Now Why. A turn of events led to him taking Amtrak from GA the day of the party ~ surprise he wanted to go!

Now depending on the skit DOOM normally has Big Ben with him, his longtime friend and erstwhile bodyguard. Other places he’d roll with me or with Dev (Devin Horwitz now owner of Nature Sounds) and a few times … WILD times it’d be me DOOM and all the Monsta Island Czars. GRIMM was in the belly of the beast.

So the night of Nike party DOOM and I had a quiet meal at home in my loft in Williamsburg Brooklyn then took our evening walk to the lickastowe. Grey Goose time. Go back today and listen to a few DOOM albums …. the Grey Goose references abound. So we copped blunts & a BIG goose

Back to the house for a fresh rolled EL or ten. Yes besides a money folder I was often DOOMs blunt roller weed holder Et Al. Queen ease the guard U nows in etc … so by the time Nike party approaches we have a LIT festive DOOM on our hands. I had the “Papi” car service on deck at all times a red Lincoln town car with Betty Boop accoutrements that I could just call his jack and he’s come drive me too and fro. So we ride in style me, the MetalFace Villain in the Betty Boop mobile to the soirée. Arrive late but party is oddly underattended. …

So we grabbed a table and they gave DOOM his kicks (at this point I regretted helping my Artist get these shows cause now I don’t get a pair and they were). They bring Champers, then a lovely Asian gentleman came to sit with us at our table. He called the champagne — Perrier-Jouet if I recall — “Special Water”. We cheersed repeatedly and toasted to health and wealth. Sifu and I had a few glasses each but DOOM drank multiple bottles, add this to the Grey Goose L’orange bottle (large size) he’d had at home. We ~ Sifu DOOM & I ~ exchanged drunken monk style bows.

DOOM & I departed. There was no One to help me wrangle the luxuriously inebriated Villain, his party favor bag, Nike’s and bottle he swiped upon our egress. I myself was mildly tipsy. Papi drove us back to Medina and I somehow manage to get all of this precious cargo inside. DOOM is *slizzard* and smokes another blunt then crashes into oblivion. I then realize, insomniacally, who our table mate and fellow Champagne nee’ special water enthusiast was. Sifu of the Shaolin Temple & martial arts trainer to the stars including members of Wu-Tang Clan, Bokeem Woodbine, Tricky, Kadeem Hardison, Michelle Forbes, Rosie Perez, John Leguizamo, Björk, Wesley Snipes, and many more!

So raise your Special Water glasses in a toast to the memory of the night “MJ” (Walasia) DOOM & the world’s most renown Shaolin Monk haphazardly got drunken on high grade champagnes, all on a bitch … ahh I mean courtesy of the good people at Nike. I’ll leave it to your imaginations if he was at the party in his mask, or if he went full Zev Love X. Cheers!