It was about a year ago that we ventured up to the second annual Icer Air, and this evening we will pack into a rented minivan and burn up I-5 for the third installment. Last year was a splendid time, and this year I expect the same. I can still recall picking myself off the bathroom floor of our room at the W around 8 am and staggering down to the waterfront for the day's festivities. Around 10 am I decided it was time for more beer and that is what lead us to the picture above, which I happened to stumble upon today. Aissam and I found our way into J5's dressing room and pillaged their cooler of Red Stripes before they arrived. They only had a six pack in there, so we grabbed some Doritos as well. Aissam posed for this photo in front of their modest buffet on the way out. Â
This year, Black Star is playing...although they aren't calling them Black Star, I don't know why. I don't know what will be in their cooler, but I intend to find out in the name of investigative reporting. (I managed to get backstage with Talib Kweli at the Mountain Dew party at X Games this year. There wasn't a whole lot going on... they were all watching goofy white guys grinding on goofy white chicks on the dancefloor via a backstage monitor. Everybody would break out into cheers when a dude would get his arm around a girl or start sniffing her neck, it was pretty amusing... but there were no drinks.)