A fan wrote this in a blog... I had to repost. Apparently I'm a woman hahahaha. This is amazing.
"About a year ago I made the bold statement: "I never have a bad night at the Loft". This deal was sealed after the Lafa Taylor concert. I don’t care how many emo haterkids sit on the couches and stare at me while I annihilate the dance floor, I was sold.
So naturally, when I saw via a Stalkbook flier (see below) for another show @ Loft, I had to check it out. I couldn’t believe my eyes – not only was I going to see what appeared to be another hip hop show (and another black person, YESYESYES) but, shit, Silver Medallion has a chick! And she is like, facing - hard. I was so intrigued. Of course, Myspace’d it stat (don’t judge) to find that not only was Silver Medallion incredible, but fuck me, the chick is a dude. AMAZING. Time out, time out, time OUT.
It seriously can’t be. This like, hardly ever happens. He – Oren J - is me. He’s…androgenius.
Androgenius. (Not to be confused with Androgynous) The ability where one can successfully pull of both the attractive qualities of either sex.
Typically, one who is androgenius looks best in their natural gender, but can oddly appeal to both sexes, or simply “gendbend” if the look is desired. Not to be tried by the general public, or really many other people than myself, Oren J (aka me), Agyness Deyn, Prince, etc. (reference, again below)
So there I was. I mean, that picture. Jesus, it could be me. The world will end when I go to the show, Oren J and I are doppelgangers. Of course, I’m the only person who sees it – except Vicki, but she’s a ninja, she knows I’m androgenius, and I don’t think she fears the world ending because that sneaky bitch would outlast us all.
Well, I was the only person who saw it, of course until Friday night. Proof is in the photos. Gratuitous, impromptu photo shoot outside Loft sold the nonbelievers. I had to wait until Oren was done performing, obviously, because let's face it: it’s pretty selfish to cause world destruction, but it’s really selfish to do so before people get their rage on. And HOW. Dancing until heads exploded. Silver Medallion BANGED it.
So of course, post show, biddies all around Oren. I’m like, " Hey, excuse me, starfuckers -- I’m a STAR, fuckers…" and was able to get next to myself. So if you think this note is beyond retarded (I sure as shit do) try to explain this to someone who doesn’t know you from a ham sandwich, has just slayed it on stage in his home state, and probably just wants to check out hot women and sell CDs.
um, yes. yes I did. without any sense of irony or apology. I was THAT girl. (documented beautifully below. I'm making you punks read this crap)
But, damn you can’t deny all the sexy in that interaction. But the whole point to all of this – yes, there is a point, aside from answering all of the questions from everyone about WTF with this doppelganger talk… is to find answers! WHY didn’t the world implode – we’ve met…??? perhaps:
1) We truly aren’t doppelgangers. *sigh* OR
2) We needed to do it. OR
3) Ok, I made that up. That is not based in any theory or law of doppelgangerisms, but the thought of f*ing myself makes MY world implode."
Thank you.
