Seattle Promoters Life Is Threatened By Another Promoter! Here Is The Story:::

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**I know that I am posting this on a canadian message board, but I know that a lot of you come down to Seattle for shows, and I know a lot of you have come to support a seattle crew called Goodbeat. This is a post from NWTEKNO.ORG by EdotDJ, the head guy in Goodbeat. Please post your opinion, and let everybody know how this makes you feel. This is a true story, that has happend to a dear friend of mine, and I want everybody to be aware of the bad guys, and what they are about! -Mike

Originally Posted by EDOTDJ on www.nwtekno.org
In the time before what I am about to say transpired, somethings went down regarding parties on NYE. GroundZero announced their megarave. As one of the people collaborating on a New Years Show we had planned encompassing all the local, good-natured crews, I felt it necessary to send Jerree of GroundZero an email letting him know that we were planning something. what tranpired was me getting fed up with jerree's crap and me essentially telling him to fuck off for the way he's treated people in the past, including me.

The night before Welcome to the Vinyl Meltdown I was working with my intern and assorted friends to get the place decorated for the benefit the next night. We'd been there all night working on things, having a good time, kickin it like good friends do. At about 2:30-3:00 AM, a crew of men wandered into the hall beligerantly drunk. There was 5 guys and one girl. 4 of them came up on the stage where we were decorating. I recognized who they were based on some small chit chat with one of them at a few shows regarding booking one of my djs.

It was Yogi aka Tha Godfather of Get Down Productions. In tow was Angel aka The Doorman, Chris aka Undergone, and Sy aka the guy who likes to threaten women. I'm a pretty laid back person, I'm civil. Yogi asked me if we could have a little talk in the VIP room. Yogi and I enter the room while Chris comes too. The door is then shut by someone on the outside. What proceeded to flow out of Yogi's mouth went something along the lines of.

Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am? What is this New Year's party shit? You wanna talk some shit about me to my face, holmes. You wanna fuck with my money? Fuck with me and my family? Let me tell you something, you may think you're playing around with Jerree, but you're not! Jerree is my Bitch. You're fucking around with me and when you fuck with me, you fuck with us. You talk about only having respect for two of the crews involved in the big NYE party, holmes? What the fuck does that mean?! You got no respect for me? I fucking love electronica music! You say you're a fucking groover, groovers united my ass, essa. I know what you're about. You may have everyone fooled, but not us. we're the real crew, everything WE do is for the love of the community. Who the fuck do you think you are?

Meanwhile, Chris is trying to be a diplomat, trying to talk while this raging drunk behemoth is spitting, yelling, and getting all red faced and ever so pissed and talking around in questions that he hears no answers to. I try to explain my situation with jerree, i'm constantly cut off. Yogi leaves for a moment, then comes back in, mind you, the door is being controlled by Angel. Who has now decided to poke his head in every 5 minutes and yell "make and example of him!" I don't back down from my standpoint. I keep trying to explain my case and it's all moot.

Then this fuckin guy Si comes in the room. Keep in mind, this Angel dude is STILL controlling the only way in or out. Apparently he's some sort of Get-Down toadie, i don't really know what he does. He sure does like to run his mouth. More fuck this, fuck that comes outta his mouth. Things are not going well. They threaten me some more, saying things like "you know what you need to do" or "this is the last time you'll see my face", that was my favorite. They were very adamant about their money. Im fucking with their money, not jerree's. I even tried to compliment them on their emma feline / ak1200 show at the shongo that wasn't too bad, didn't matter.

Meanwhile the big guy keeps poppin in "MAKE AN EXAMPLE OF HIM!" Yogi leaves the room again, then woah, here comes Angel into the room. Now all 3 of the henchmen are in here and Angel is still on that door, just on the inside now. Yogi comes in again and hollars at me some more. From what i've gathered from the 'meeting' this far is that Yogi wants me to cancel my party and delete my thread, but everytime I say "is this what you want me to do" all he says is "you KNOW what you need to do". He leaves again, I can only guess he keeps going out to check on the girl that was with them. This time when he leaves he says "No one touches him".

Si keeps telling me what a badass crew they are and how Angel doesn't even like electronica, they just keep him around to bust heads. And that "all they want to do is have a good time and get-down". I'm still just like "what the hell do you want me to do here, jesus christ". Then Yogi comes back in again and comes in real close to my face. He says "You KNOW what you fuckin need to do, look in my eyes. do i look like im playing around about my fucking money? i may love electronica music house drum and bass, but the most important thing to me right now is my money and you're fucking around with it. Do you got a problem with people making money or something? You think that since I can make $1000 doing something I love that I don't deserve your respect?" Then he said it "you think you're better than us?". Si pipes up "Take that fuckin rag off your head". Angel pipes up "we don't like that color" (for the people who don't know me, i wear a variety of bandana colors all the time). I say "you're kidding me right? this is to cover up my asstacular haircut, not some gangland bullshit." Yogi replies "we don't care, take it off. NOW"

This is where he began to take off his gold chain and wrap it up in his hand all night and tight. Si stood up. The Chris guy backed away. And Angel looked like he was about ready to fuck someone up. The situation was soooo goddam intense. "im not gonna ask you again".

Needless to say, I took it off my head.

Yogi gets nice and calm, so do the rest of the bulls. He says to me "here's what's going to happen. you are going to delete that NYE thread. you can do your nye party, it just better not fuck with my money. if it does, then it's not going to be a happy new years for one of us. you have no idea who I am or who you are fucking around with. you are nothing to me."

then he said

"If you tell anyone about what happened here in this room tonight, you run to your friends, acting like a little bitch, his face is the last one you're going to see" and points at Angel who's got a nice big fat smile on his face.

I said "ok then, it's done"

Then he starts to be all nice to me, acting all chummy and sayin how he didn't want things to go this way and how we should all be working together, with get-down as part of their family. Si is all smiles. Angel's still just Angel. What great things we could do if he worked with me, and zodiac, and everyone else who was going in on the NYE gig. Si asks me if i have any doob and insists i smoke he and angel out, who were only minutes ago, vicious chained up dogs thirsting for my gullet. Someone calls out the door, Angel's removed himself from the sentry position. Cethe comes in and smokes a bowl.

Yogi laughs at him and says "what are you, the witness?" hahahahaha. Funny guy.

The drunken posse of gangsters leaves the hall. I come out and stare at everyone who was there. No one said anything, but everyone KNEW what had happened.

And then that brings us to Welcome to the Vinyl Meltdown. A great party. Until Get-Down showed up. Remember Si? The guy who likes to threaten women? During Beeker and Detonate's set, someone a i care very dearly about was grabbed and disrespected by this woman-threatening hate monger. In the middle of the dance floor, ever so non-chalantly, he grabbed her arm forcefully. He said "who are you here with tonight? if you know what's good for you, you'll come home with us. I mean it".

Since this "business meeting" i've feared for my life, become enraged beyond the limits of one man's anger, and now it's time to bring this all to a close. I debated the police, but why bring more negativity to a community that is constantly underfire. I've debated retaliation by physical force, but i'm a peaceful man. I try not to raise my voice if i don't have to.

My only salvation lies here. In the warm glow of our community.

If you know about me, Goodbeat, my family members, you will know that everything we've done, we've done selflessly. Never out to make a buck. We're one of the most honest and standup crews in the community. We only associate ourselves with other people who share our same ideas. Music. Dance. Friendship. Love. Community. Sure, i have my tiffs with the big dogs like USC, Grooveside, and others, but the fact remains that even though they do some wack shit sometimes, they still have earned my respect. Get-Down on the otherhand, has slapped me in the face, spit on my shoes, and threatened people I love. This is everything the rave community is NOT about.

I've never lied to any of you. We've never done an event for anything other than the love of our community. This is why we've always donated to non-profits. This is why we've donated over 3 thousand dollars to northwest tekno over the years, because this is real. This is a community. We value it and it is important to us. We must stand up against the evils of the man, but also the evils of men. We make this community what it is.

I really don't know what is going to happen now. I am more frightened right now than I've ever been. I've been perscribed anti-anxiety medication since this incident occured. For all I know, I could turn up dead tomorrow having posted this. But the fact that I am letting you all know what exactly happened is worth the risk I am taking.

There comes a point and time where one must ask: Am I willing to risk my life for something I believe in?

I believe in this community.

Peace, Love, Empathy, Respect,
-Erik 'edotdj' Dee

ps. in case you're wondering, of course i've sent this statement to the seattle FBI chapter and of course the seattle PD. w00t!


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PLEASE! SAY YOUR PIECE AND LETS SHOW THESE PROMOTERS THEY ARE NOT WELCOME IN OUR COMMUNITY!

[Clayton.]

My buddy use to be a promoter and not only was his life threatened by another promoter but the other promoter also arranged a drive by shooting on his party.