Category Archives: A*T Chronicles

Whassup to all JAMminators, After missing a week of very heinous play (according to the Roger Report) I returned this past week but did NOT have to wear da Yella Jersey haveing been trumped by Kevin’s 4 consecutive absences (He … Continue reading →

Whassup to all: The weather for the longest A*T of the year was nothing short of spectacular. Low humidity about 82 degrees and there was even a bit of a breeze, though as I have noted before…NYC Jammers don’t need … Continue reading →

The All*Star Thursday Chronicles continue with a torrential rush! Having been Yella for consecutive sessions, I headed to the subway with my gear in hand looking forward to ridding myself of the dreaded camisa ammarilla. The sky had darkened while … Continue reading →

Hello to all! Since I was “Double Yella” last week and the weather made for a smaller than normal turnout, I figured I’d give it rest for a New York minute sooooo… After much internal back and forth among the … Continue reading →

We have another chilly evening for this edition of All*Star Thursday but thing heated up fast. Fearless Lou was first on the scene, staking out the turf around the Manhole that serves as our anchor point. Even though I too … Continue reading →

To all my Plastic People, This installment was noteworthy in that it was all indigenous Jammers with not one drop of fresh blood. We’re callin’ all y’all out now. If your even thinkin’ about coming to NYC for business or … Continue reading →

To Jammers everywhere: The second A*T of 2005 was a cooler than the awesome Sunday weather, but hot as blazes once the plastic began spinning. Folks began rolling in at 5:30pm and started nailing up, stretching out, and going through … Continue reading →

The grassy green center of the NYC Freestyle Universe opened for business early this year so April 14th brought us the first All*Star Thursday 2005. In attendence were Brad, Roger, Bill Doobs, Fearless Lou, Pat Rabdau, Jesse, Kevin, and myself. … Continue reading →

Now that the Thanksgiving feast has passed and the winter is racing towards us, the devotees of flying plastic are, in most of the country, relegated to indoor spaces and telling tall tales of hot jams past. I am here … Continue reading →