Coming of age and going to clubs in New York City pre-social media, pre-Starbucks era was like a movie, not sure what movie, maybe it was a combination of all the movies about NYC you've ever seen. Like a blend of Serpico and Kids, Studio 54 but without the candy coating, New York City in the 80s and 90s was fkn insane... highest crime rate in the country, crack epidemic was in full swing, but then there was the birth of the punk movement, Kool Herc was creating what was to become HIPHOP and venues like the Paradise Garage and Max's Kansas City were thriving. Inhibitions were running wild, there was no threat of being caught on camera, everyone was fkn everyone, everyone was snorting or smoking something, it was a creative cesspool unlike anything seen before or since... and yet, tons of quality music and art emerged from that mayhem.



If you were in the club scene, chances are you went roller skating at the Roxy or any number of rinks that were around at the time. Just like nightclubs, you were guaranteed to hear music for the first time at the roller rink, and if you were still a teenager this was your only chance to get a taste of what the new hot songs were.



Bring it back to 89', in rolls Kenny Summit, 14 years old, first time at the Roxy, brand new wheels, hair gelled back, new red patent leather Michael Jackson jacket with a thousand zippers, cool as hell for at least the first 20 minutes before he got robbed at knife point in the mens room. In those 20 minutes leading up to Kenny losing what came to a total of $12 and his new jacket, Kenny circled the rink to the day's newest hits like Technotronic's classic 'Pump Up The Jam', Soul II Soul's 'Keep On Movin', 'People Hold On' by Cold Cut and 'She Drives Me Crazy' by the Fine Young Cannibals... all of which were not even on the radio yet and hadn't even been premiered on MTV... but the DJ at the Roxy had those cuts and was rockin those jams like there was no tomorrow.



That fateful fall afternoon a new kind of junkie emerged from the Roxy, Kenny Summit walked home, jacketless, a bit chilly, wallet empty, but with an ear to ear smile across his face because he had just experienced the power of music on a massive sound system. The emotion, the excitement, the pure energy one gets when the bass rolls right through your body, that is something you either fall in love with or you can do without.



FFWD to present day, Kenny's first few releases of 2023 are comin' in HOT: this latest 2 track offering that includes 'Beating Heart' and 'Oakland Rollerskating Association' are Kenny's ode to a time when roller rinks reigned supreme and you knew damn well you were in trouble if the street lights came on and you weren't home for dinner. A playful combination of Motown basslines, up front synth work, screaming vocals and grooves that aren't in a rush highlighted by extremely beefy, speaker pushing mixdowns. This is house music without boundaries, raw, ghetto house the way we like it... Enjoy