GZZAAAAA.

Words: Tawnya Schultz / Photos: SNOWBOARD Mag

To end an epic week of tradeshow shenanigans SNOWBOARD Mag killed it once again and brought Wu Tang’s notorious GZA to Body English at the Hard Rock. After putting the word out all week, the 800 capacity Body English club filled up in no time with another 300 heads stacked out the door anxious to make it in. This was the golden ticket remember; the party that would go down in history and the party that if you missed would fill you with regret. With help from Forum, Skull Candy, Atmosphere, Frank 151, and Coors, we did it major. As the doors opened, DJ A_Dog and DJ Russell provided the opening beats, and it was on!

Louie Vito throwing up the W.

First of all the club is legit. Body English is posh meets medieval with black leather booths, red and gold velvet chairs, and icy chandeliers. The vibe itself in the place was insane. It seemed that everyone was having the time of their lives; besides the fact that it was nearly impossible to get a drink even with four bars and bottle service.

Wait in line fool.

Keeping it gangsta. T, Andrea, and Tiff.

DJ A Dog. Craig Wetherby photo.

GZA the man doing his thing. Craig Wetherby photo.

Crazy fans. Craig Wetherby photo.

Wu Tang clan ain’t nothing to fuck with. Craig Wetherby photo.

Gary getting faded.

Craig Wetherby photo.

Louie V with GZA. Craig Wetherby photo.

Throw it up. Craig Wetherby photo.

Set list. Craig Wetherby photo.

Dave from Forecast Snowboards.

Random funny kid.

Drunky’s.

That's right.

MYG getting the crowd bouncing.

Burton’s signature DJ’s, Russell and A_Dog, started the night off proper mixing only the illest jams setting the mood and moving people’s feet. Anticipating GZA’s arrival the majority of the crowd hit the dance floor double fisting drink hands up in the air. Some gnarly chic attempted to jump on stage and woo the crowd with her booty shaking skills only to be booed off for lack of, let’s just say, class.

Classy girl.

See.

Mammoth loc's came up to represent Jinks, and Eberts, cut off head Mr. Foote

Prosser’s thizz face. Kevin Keller and Forum peeps.

Ali P.

Crowd shot.

Oh funny kids.

Soon after GZA and his posse hit the stage hard and everyone went crazy throwing their W’s in the sky. “Wu Tang! Wu Tang!,” the crowd just couldn’t get enough. Some idiot threw ice on stage in the middle of the set and GZA called him out pointing as security ran over to kick the kid out. That was pretty much an amazing highlight. There were a few other minor scuffles but for the most part the night was a huge success.

In yo face. Craig Wetherby photo.

The hat says it all. Craig Wetherby photo.

Party people. Craig Wetherby photo.

Craig Wetherby photo.

Craig Wetherby photo.

The Dingo himself.

Atmosphere’s Prosser and one of many lady friend’s.

Dirty Joel being dirty.

Cheese.

A-Dog and MYG.

Pre GZA hype up.

Pretty chandelier.

Light it up.

Lucky says hello.

The next day word was out that it was the best party of the trade show and that SIA hasn’t had a party like that in years. Sorry for those who couldn’t get in including Jake Burton who I guess waited for a few and then bounced. Thank you to the Hard Rock for giving us free reign and trusting what we do. Also a major thanks to GZA for coming out and of course our sponsors: Forum, Skull Candy, Atmosphere, Frank 151, and Coors beer for hooking up the bev’s. Enjoy the pics.

Colorful.

MFM and Exile.

Craig Wetherby hard at work.

Tristan from Never Summer.

Thank you Coors.

Two turntables and a microphone.

Kate and friend.

Exile and Reed.

Prosser with yet another friend.

Pancho and Krissy super stoked.

Nam enjoying the night.

Ice

Andrew Hardingham and friend.

GZA and the crowd.

Drago and Aaron

Logo placement.

Good times.

Bar crowd.