Hi everyone. I have teamed up with my friends at the beautiful Nashville-based luggage company Tucker & Bloom to create these brand new limited edition Cosmo Baker North To South DJ bags. They gave me some of their bags last year and it was by far the best and nicest DJ bag that I had ever used. Then we decided that, with my input, we could create a custom design that was even nicer…
Via TurntableLab: “Need help choosing a DJ bag? Don’t listen to your friend that got in the game 4 months ago, listen to veterans like Cosmo Baker: ‘Being on the road over 150 days per year, I need a bag that is all business. Functionality is key but that doesn’t mean that one should sacrifice style. Together with Tucker & Bloom, we’ve created this DJ bag that no only works perfectly with my lifestyle. I’ll throw my laptop in, some vinyl and my DJ gear, a book, a change of clothes and toiletries, and I’m out the door.’ There you have it, a versatile, stylish, and durable bag for vinyl and/or digital DJs. Get on it.”
- size: 13″ w x 13″ h x 6.75 deep
- main chamber: 6″ deep x 13″ w x 13″ h
- front pocket: .75″ deep x 11.5″ h x 13″ w
- interior main chamber zippered pocket: 8″ deep x 6.5″ w
- front chamber organizer panel: ticket pocket 3.5″ deep x 7.5″ long
- usb snapped pocket: 3.5″ x 5.35″
- 2 business card pockets
- black slip pocket
- slide pocket
- shell material: 1680 denier black ballistic nylon
- interior lining: 4 ply beige Taslan nylon
- polished aluminum front side relase buckles with laser engraved logo on surface
- leather trim in vegetable tanned leather
- double ring sliders: brass casting with nickle plateing
- heat stamped leather with Cosmo Baker logo backed w/ Cosmo Baker Wolf Tag
- Steel stamped ear tag hand applied to strap
The Limited Edition Cosmo Baker North To South DJ Bag is available NOW on Turntable Lab.
Today is a day for what you make it, how you make it, with whom you either choose or have no choice but to be drawn to. For that by design, default of destiny, if anything today is a celebrate that intangible thing that goes beyond pencil, word or thought. So I turn to music. An oldie but goodie, I hope you enjoy this one, and this Valentine’s Day, with that certain special someone that makes you feel big, valued, cherished, and most of all loved. Happy Valentine’s Day.
Cosmo Baker “Love Break Three – The Heart’s Final Chapter”
Love’s Intro
Ace Spectrum “I Don’t Want To Play Around”
Banks & Hampton “I’m Gonna Have To Tell Her”
Major Harris “I Got Over Love”
New BIrth “It’s Been A Long Time”
Eddie Holman “It’s Over”
Black Ivory “(It’s) Time To Say Goodbye”
Marvin Gaye “Is That Enough”
Top Shelf “Let Them Keep On Talking”
Lloyd Price “What Did You Do With My Love”
Jerry Butler “No Money Down”
The Moments “Love On A Two-Way Street”
Steve Parks “Still Thinking Of You”
Solomon Burke “Everlasting Love”
Clay Hunt “(I’m Claimin’) FInders Keepers”
Angela Winbush “Angel”
The Isley Brothers “Ain’t I Been Good To You”
Sweet Blindness “Ain’t No Use”
Billy Stewart “Cross My Heart”
The Delfonics “Trying To Make A Fool Out Of Me”
Freddie Hughes “Sarah Mae”
The Three Degrees “Collage”
Nancy Wilson “I’m In Love”
Patrice Rushen “Where There Is Love”
Joann Garett “It’s No Secret”
Bobby Womack “Woman’s Gotta Have It”
Smokey Robinson & The Miracles “A Legend In It’s Own Time”
Ben Vereen “I’ll Keep A Light In My Window”
Teddy Pendergrass “I’ll Never See Heaven Again”
Diana Ross “One Love In My Lifetime”
Brothers By Choice “Baby, You Really Got me Going”
Mary Wells “Two Lovers History”
For almost 10 years my partners & I were lucky enough to have called the legendary Brooklyn music venue Southpaw home. But as life goes, things change, rearrange, and sadly Southpaw has been sold and will be closing its doors for good very soon. This Saturday, like all first Saturdays, will be The Rub but also it will be the last Rub at Southpaw. Not to fear, we’re moving to a bigger venue, Bell House, and continuing on full steam ahead. But we’re gonna miss that place, and all it stood for, the stories and the times of our lives that the walls can talk about. Big big love to everyone, and I think Ayres put it best below…
“Ten years ago Mikey Palms told us he was opening a bar in Park Slope in an old 99 Cent store with his childhood friend, Matt Roff. As soon as we saw it, we immediately knew we wanted to throw a party there. The Rub started the first summer Southpaw opened, and after an unprecedented run of over a hundred monthly parties, we are sad to report Southpaw is closing.
Simply stated there would be no Rub without Southpaw. Before Fifth Avenue had any sushi restaurants, yoga studios or boutiques, Mikey and Matt took a bet on the neighborhood. They helped us connect with a community of people who wanted to stay in the Slope and party with their friends to quality music. Southpaw was an oasis for Brooklynites who didn’t want to go to Manhattan and spend half a paycheck on bottle service while some asshole played The Strokes off an iPod. And they didn’t just invest in the neighborhood, they invested in three DJs who were dying to find a big room were we could play cool shit for a crowd who loved music as we did.
We were talking about it the other day, and Mikey put it in perspective when he said “remember, when we opened, you could still smoke in bars.” This was just six months after Bloomberg took office – before mash-ups, before 50 Cent, before Serato or MySpace, or all-over print and skinny jeans, before any of us had gone on tour or released a record. If you were there in the beginning you remember Roger, and Uncle Moe, and Marissa, and Bill, and Alex (RIP). You remember when Mark Ronson Djed on Halloween in face paint, when Diplo and Low-Bee played in a blizzard, when DJ Premier dropped in for a surprise DJ set and when Dave Nada tore the room wide open with Baltimore club. You remember when a couple fucked the sink off the bathroom wall, when Pumpkinhead got in a fistfight at the end of the night and rolled around on the dancefloor, when the winner of the White Rapper Show threw up and passed out on stage, when we got shut down and had to move to Bar Reis because Southpaw didn’t have a license to serve lemons and limes, when Jeru the Damaja hopped on stage and performed “Come Clean.” There was a special feeling every month, like a big house party, loud and sweaty and thrilling. And in the last few years, you also remember waiting on a long ass line around the block. We could have moved The Rub to a bigger club plenty of times, but it was such a special feeling and a perfect crowd, and besides we were loyal to Mike and Matt, and of course Kenan and Ro and the whole crew.
This Saturday will be the last time The Rub is at Southpaw, but it’s not the last Rub. Mikey and Matt are going to focus on their Williamburg club, Public Assembly. The Southpaw space will become a tutoring center for children. Eleven, Cosmo and I are taking The Rub down the hill to Bell House, a beautiful venue very similar to Southpaw in a lot of ways, but a little bigger, with a little better sound, and a little off the beaten path. We looked at a bunch of clubs in Brooklyn and talked to a ton of our friends, and everyone agreed that this feels like the perfect room. The gang’s all going to be there, with Rahnon and Matt at the door, and me, Eleven and Cosmo on the turntables. We’re switching it up to the last Saturday of every month, and we hope you’ll help us spread the word so we can keep it up for ten more years. Please please please sign up for our email list, follow us on Twitter and Facebook, and ask your friends to do the same. And if you don’t have anything else to do this Saturday, come to Southpaw (EARLY, to beat what will surely be a crazy line) and join us for the first Rub of the rest of your life!”
Here’s part 2 of the Rear Window interview series with Paradigm Magazine.
“DJs had to start pandering to the lowest common denominator, like these soulless vapid … you know like iPods. And it became less about selection, less about taste making, less about personal choice and aesthetic, and more about playing whatever pop record it is. That became the norm and that wasn’t the norm. The sounds keep on changing…it’s up to DJs to either change with it, adapt with it, or stay on top of it, otherwise you’ll just become irrelevant. If you’re a taste maker you kind of have to dictate it and kind of ride the wave wherever it goes.”
The Rub Housewarming Party At The Bell House – Brooklyn, NY 
James Power