Last Night’s Journey Party Benefits Kon

gse_multipart557361Last night, Giant Step’s weekly party with DJ Spinna at Santos, Journey, was more than just a fantastic party with special guest DJs Rich Medina, Eli Escobar, Cosmo, Scratch and Amir on the decks.  It was a benefit for the great NY DJ and record digger, Kon, whose health has recently been bombarded with blood clots, on top of myriad more serious maladies requiring surgery.

A big thank you to everyone who came through to help Kon out.  Together, we raised $3,500 for him.  If you would like to make a separate donation, please paypal money to DJMSTHANG@GMAIL.COM.

From all of us at Giant Step: keep fighting Kon!

Finally, here are a few of Kon’s mixes for you to enjoy:

KONLIVE.JULY4.2009
KON’SDISCOBOOGIEMIX
KON&AMIR*THE*DO*OVER

Giant Step & DJ Spinna Present Journey: A Benefit For Kon, Sept. 10

This Thursday, Giant Step & DJ Spinna present Journey: A Benefit For Kon.

DJ, producer, record fiend and 1/2 of the widely acclaimed duo Kon & Amir, Kon has recently fallen ill.  While his condition is dire, we’re hopeful that in time he’ll make a full recovery.

This special edition of Journey has DJ’s Spinna, Rich Medina, Eli Escobar, Cosmo, Scratch and Amir all coming through to support Kon.

$10 suggested donation.  100% of the proceeds go to Kon.

Santos Party House
100 Lafayette St.
New York, NY

10 PM – 4 AM

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Rich Medina Graces The Decks At Hudson On Monday 6/1

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Giant Step presents Philly’s very own Rich Medina to Hudson on June 1.  A man capable of turning a party out with just his left pinky finger, Big Rich will hold it down playing hip hop, jazz, house, Afrobeat and bass heavy future soul.

This is the only Monday night party you can count on (even if we say it ourselves), so make sure and come through for one of the most consistently quality selectors in the scene.

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Giant Step’s Resident 24: Rich Medina, Q-Tip, The Martinez Brothers, Santogold, Diplo and More

Photo of The Martinez Brothers © Phillip Angert
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By Mawuse Ziegbe

Bless Rich Medina and Q-Tip for giving this city something reliable to do on Friday nights with their body-rockin’ weekly at Santos’ Party House. It’s still in its infancy (only a few weeks old) so it’s still all innocent and chill (although Solange, the underrated Knowles, and actress Jurnee Smollett did sprinkle a little stardust on the joint last week). It’s exactly how you expect it to sound if you kidnapped ‘Tip and Medina and forced them to play your favorite disco, hip hop, house and soul records – and they were into it. With tracks like MSFB’s “Love Is The Message,” Tribe’s “Find A Way,” and Shaun Escoffery “Days Like This” It was one of those, “I gotta leave but this is my JAM” type of nights. Come 4 AM and I was stumbling around Chinatown with soulful disco house still buzzing my ears. Word of advice: things don’t get jumpin’ till after 1 AM.

Speaking of Rich, The Studio Museum of Harlem nearly crumbled under the chunky Afrobeat and soul rhythms at the Kehinde Wiley opening. I was batty about his portraits of African youth but it was the subtle three-dimensionality of the backdrop that put a crease my pants. Very impressive.

And no groove was safe from my friend-in-my-head James Pants’ heady set at Studio B with Peanut Butter Wolf. It was the age of buggin’ out as Pants put the needle to everything from Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit” to Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell’s “Ain’t No Mountain High Enough” to Smokey Robinson and The Miracles‘ “Tears Of A Clown.” The place wasn’t packed but we were shearing some rugs, honey. Then Pants jumped off the turntables and ended his set with a dance that looked like Napoleon Dynamite got the holy ghost. Lordy.

Shaking things up at Giant Step’s Hudson Hotel jump-off were the LP-loving zygotes The Martinez Brothers. At 16 and 19 years of age, they must have picked up taste for spinning in utero and favor the chunky thump of house gems older than themselves. They volleyed DJ responsibilities throughout the night and were as wiry as the classic house selections pumping through the systems speakers. And that kept a steady stream of taut bouncy beats they kept the feets moving like DJs old enough to vote and buy porn. I wasn’t mad at them at all.

I was, however, hopping mad at the Mad Fools Summerstage show featuring Santogold, Kid Cudi, Diplo and A-Trak aka The Seventh Circle of Hell. Too much of New York was there in the acute heat and the endless wait for Santogold. I guess the first two hours were supposed to be a big outdoor shindig with Mad Decent and Fools Gold DJs taking turns as lives of the party. But watching people do the Electric Slide on stage when you have no room to snap in a circle three times is infuriating. And watching it for two hours is Chinese water torture. By the time Santogold came I was fresh out shits to give. But here’s why she deserves the hype. She came out with her militant booty-poppin’ back-up singers to “Find A Way” all smiley, extra sweet and dropping a corny joke or two. Then launched into “L.E.S. Artistes” and “Shuv It.” She has weaknesses but knows how to patch them up (hence the fly-ass back-up dancers) and she’s just cool enough, breezy, but definitely in control. The suffering of the previous two hours melted away and I managed a sincere booty wiggle or two. She ended the show with the electric buzz of “Creator” and in her sweet-as-pie way told us she wasn’t doing an encore so please don’t ask. All praise be to Santogold who understands when the party is over.