(LIVE SHOW IS): MICROPHONE MIKE, MASTER MERICON, JUSTIN JAYBOT, SEX MANNEQUIN, AND ANNA"TOOT, TOOT" BABY<>
(RECORDING IS): MICROPHONE MIKE, MASTER MERICON, BUICK AUDRA, JIZA MCNASTY, FOXXY FLUFFER NUTTER, DJ BOOBY G, ROBERTA "GONZO" LOPEZ, BRIAN "MONKEY SALAD" SHERRY, AND A HOST OF OTHER UNSUSPECTING FRIENDS.
Influences
I'M UNDER A COUPLE RIGHT NOW!
Sounds Like
2 LIVE, SPLACK PACK, GUCCI CREW II, 69 BOYZ, DJ SMURF
MICROPHONE MIKE STARTED IN MIAMI IN MAY OF 1975 HE QUICKLY BECAME A YOUNG ENTRAMANUERE WITH KEEN STREET SMARTS AND AN ABILTY DROP IT LIKE IT'S HOT AT THE DROP OF A DIME. WHEN NOT MAKING FAT BEATS OR WRITING AND PLAYING THE SONGS THAT MAKE THE WHOLE WORLD SING. HE'S STACKIN BENJAMIN'S AND BREAKIN THE LADIES OFF A LITTLE SOMETHIN SOMETHIN. KNOW WHERE THE PARTYS AT, CHANCES ARE MICROPHONE MIKE ALREADY BEEN THERE.
..
"People just sort of stand around and stare," says Mike Pereira of the San Diego Music Awards. "I wanted to do something that wasn't so serious."
So, at the awards ceremony, Microphone Mike (a.k.a. Pereira) and his nine-member crew staged impromptu dance parties in the audience throughout the evening, dancing around the boom box they brought in.
A recording engineer, Pereira is co-owner of Black Box, the Golden Hill studio that has recorded tracks by SDMA nominees Sirhan Sirhan, Transfer, Japanese Sunday, and Goodbye Blue Monday. Pereira says his Microphone Mike alter ego creates music inspired by the '80s' "Miami booty bass" scene led by 2 Live Crew. Microphone Mike was nominated in the Best Electronic category.
"I'm not sure if I fit in that category. It's true I do make beats on an electronic piece of equipment, but I don't know if Miami booty bass qualifies as electronic." When he didn't win the Best Electronic award (the Album Leaf did), Mike and his posse stormed the stage anyway.
"I heard my name, and I just expected we would win. I had my two main ho's and my go-go dancer with me.... I start a dance party wherever I go, but we didn't get kicked out for that. We got kicked out for being too damn all-around awesome."
He says Viejas security became confrontational when his crew walked through the casino with their boom box blasting.
"My deejay, Master Maricón, who was wearing a bright yellow ski suit, was kicked out first. Then there were ten Viejas police surrounding us for no reason. They asked us to leave the premises. They followed us for ten minutes, all the way out with two SUVs, all the way to the end of the reservation...."
Pereira, whose Microphone Mike persona has been around since 1998, says his crew only appears at the Casbah or the Beauty Bar.
"I only play those two places or private house parties. I don't want to dilute my power".
The first 17-song, all-local Black Box compilation will be available this week at local record stores. -- Ken Leighton
"
Mad Game
Rapper Microphone Mike talks phat beats, booty calls and a special fever that only Connie Chung can cure
By Enrique Limon
Some people march to the beat of a different drum. Microphone Mike’s beat comes from a Conion C-100F boombox he purchased on craigslist for $50.
“It’s the holy grail of ghetto blasters,” he says.
Born in Miami, Microphone Mike developed an affinity to “drop it like it’s hot at the drop of a dime” at an early age. He claims to have cruised as a toddler through the mean streets of South Beach on a lifted tricycle with chrome spinners while sucking on a platinum pacifier—and to have been expelled from three schools by age 9 because of his “constant flirting and love of the game.”
From the OG anthem “Shoes Untied,” which talks about his voyeuristic love of BBW’s bending over to tie their K-Swiss sneakers, to the self-explanatory “Turn a Ho Into a Housewife,” his songs run the gamut of pimphood. In many ways, he’s like a gangsta Clark Kent. The ’hood is his Daily Planet, designer knockoff leisure suits are his costume and girls with no junk in the trunk are his kryptonite.
Per his request, we meet up at Church’s Chicken in National City, where he arrives 45 minutes late in a beat-up Toyota Tercel because, he says, “the Lambo’s in the shop.” He’s wearing a grill that suspiciously looks like a foil chewing-gum wrapper and dressed in a silk Gucci tracksuit that he assures “drives all the single ladies wild.” We step into the restaurant, where he throws a fit when his black AmEx (which appeared to be an old, sharpied ATM card) doesn’t go through. Trying to avoid a scene, I offer to pay for his legs-and-thighs family meal and large side of fried okra.
“How does it feel to be owned, son?” he shouts, laughing in my face. Then he chugs a gallon of Southern-style sweet iced tea, which, proving my earlier hunch, makes his “grill” slowly crumble and disintegrate.
He eats in a beastly manner, responding to my questions in a trivial, often nonsensical fashion. He calls himself the “emperor of the booty-bass kingdom,” and, referring to his South Florida roots, jokes that he could have easily gone the Gloria Estefan route because, as he puts it, “I’ve never met a conga line I didn’t like.”
Like MC Hammer and Kevin Federline before him, he has a hefty entourage. His requirements? “Good fashion sense, for one. Take, for instance, Master Maricón—he’s the DJ / keys in my party crew and shops exclusively in the AMVETS in Escondido. He speaks no English, which is fine with me, and after each gig, he gets paid in tamales and peach Schnapps. As far as the girls go, they must be extra slutty and willing to go the ‘extra’ mile—my eggs ain’t gonna cook themselves,” he says as he sucks the life out of a chicken bone, using the grease on his fingers as mustache wax.
“All natural, like my bongs,” he says. “I once used a big-ass pumpkin, the kind you’d carve a jack-o’-lantern out of. I’m a festive cat and I like to keep my bongs seasonal, G. Word to the wise, though: No matter how good of an idea it seems, steer clear of Cadbury eggs.”
After ruining the Easter treat forever, his beeper starts ringing and the topic quickly turns to booty calls and the steps needed to make sure they go off without a hitch.
“First off, ensure you get both the area code and the bitch’s name right when dialing,” he commands. “Then, chart proximity and make sure to go to her, not the other way around, and never, ever, do it before midnight.”
“Like the movie Gremlins?” I ask.
“It’s the same thing,” he says, “but instead of water, you throw booze at them, and rather than avoiding flashing lights, you flash them a fat stack of Benjamins to seal the deal.”
He changes subjects once more, describing his obsessive love of bubble baths and man-scaping. “I’m very Tony Montana in that sense, minus all the coke and chest hair,” he says, going on to express his anger at government housing not having tubs. “Not that I would know or anything—I have, like, 12 in my pad,” he assures.
Although accomplished in his own right, there’s one dream that has yet to materialize for Microphone Mike—to go on the Maury Povich show and be forced to take a paternity test. “Man, I would love to go on that show and secretly make Connie Chung my bitch. I got a bad case of YBF [Yellow Beaver Fever], and I know she can make it all better.”
Before our conversation ends, I ask Mike to pick a line from one of his songs that he holds as a mantra. Without hesitation, he quickly responds: “I’ll quote from one of my newest songs: ‘If she ain’t got no pooper, there ain’t no use in scooping her."
Microphone Mike plays with Stereo Total and Leslie & The Lys on Sunday, April 5, at The Casbah.
i saw this man a few times today in haight who looked like you in ten years, i wanted to talk to him but was nervous, i ran into him an hour later at a thrift store and worked up the nerve, we got pics together and i told him to check out your music.
Kino's fa real straight from Florida. Dog I'll miss you a lot...glad we got to hang a little before my bounce out. I left a painting for the music studio...its at Avery's. peace
![J-INTO THA DON [N.B.G.][PAINGANG]](http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/50/s_8b3b2210b77c448eac37e7caec88469c.jpg)
![ALL OUT ["LIGHTS" ON ITUNES]](http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/93/s_c4cd5be8bac543ce8c2ada13d2279538.jpg)
Online Now!![[tlr]](http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/98/s_13dbc6d494884ae1ab91d94f7aef1ef5.jpg)
![Zenia [DA HOSTESS WIT DA MOSTESS!]](http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/21/s_dcfdb387f7c14922a86f0cc9d0f11306.gif)
![The Greenlight District [ON ITUNES NOW!!!]](http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/102/s_ac58181d230d473ebb925d46c568449e.jpg)
