MC Docsta

Doc? Docstafari? No. MC DOCSTA!
I remember how it happened. There I was once again, on a Tuesday night in June of 2000 at the local DnB smash biweekly Kryptic Formation. I had been there several times before fighting through the sweaty crowd and thick clouds of herb, fighting my way to the stage once again, hoping to get my hands on the mic, but fully expecting to be disregarded by some DJ who waved me away with the back of his hand, or even worse, pretend that he coludnt hear me because of the loud music and then proceed to play only vocal trax, dashing any hopes i had of showing my talents. Up until that point, I had been working feverishly trying to complete an album which was being produced and recorded in my boy Model's bedroom using Fruity Loops (1) a less than stellar computer, a pretty good mic and a whole lotta prayers. I had been writing a lot of material in conjunction with King Fyahh (ATL), Damani (CA), Nappy MC(CA) and Furious Stylz(BTR). This new material was very conscious and militant, but also very catchy and full of memorable anthems. I couldn't wait to let people get an earful. But up until tonight i had to deal with the constant rejection or total disregard. Tonight was different, though. As i approached the stage, the DJ looked up, head tilted to one side, listening through the headphones and the DJ monitors while trying to mix in the next track. Before i could finish my request, his big dredlocks swung around as he reached down into his gig bag and came back up with a microphone and a cable. He quickly unwound the chord, plugged it in, turned the mic up and shoved it in my face. Then it happened. Maybe it was me, maybe it was all the newfound knowledge i had been exposed to, but i think it was something more. When i opened my mouth, the first word to come out was RASTAFARI!!!! - The crowd went nuts. Then they all turned towards me. What now? I'll tell you what. I closed my eyes, put my right hand in the air and began going the f*ck off in raga style - just freestyling - even though i had never used this style before. Needless to say, after that night, I didnt have to ask for the mic again. I was unanimously dubbed MC DOCSTAFARI by my peers and counterparts. The DJ? None other than the mighty DJ RI33Z (ribbz) one of the original pioneers of DnB in Baton Rouge and really Louisiana. He and i talked for several hours that night and decided we should combine our talents as we both had a lot of the same views and goals for our music. By the next Summer, and for the next 10 years, Kryptic (DJ Ri33Z & Docstafari) were a common name on flyers around the southeast, and one of the most exciting DJ/MC combos from BR, gracing the stage longside the likes of REID SPEED, DANNY THE WILDCHILD, DJ KNUGGS, TESTER, FANU, and many more. After a long sabbatical in 2005, MC Docsta rejoined with RI33Z and his wife, PIXEL (Visual art director and performer), and DomB (saxophone).
Now, in 2011, MC DOCSTA (shortened for respekt purposes) is making his solo effort in conjunction with Rules of Culture(BR), Kryptic(BR) and some independent local producers. The new album, "Oneandthesame" is set to release later this year and promises to deliver the same fire and energy for which Kryptic Soul System is so well known. Hope you enjoy. RESPEKT!