The Krush Girls have remained shrouded in mystery ever since their epic birth on the eve of the new millineum. In an old church, a crowd gathered fearing the end of the world, but what they witnessed was the dawning of a new era. An era of dance parties that shed the pretensions of dance clubs and pretentious DJs and scenesters. That night became one of legend. As the first rays of the 21st century flooded through the once-holy windows, the party came to an end. There was champagne on the ceiling, property was damaged, and supposedly a guy and a girl did it on the bar.
The mystery of the Krush Girls has continued to this day. Who are they?
Are they girls or guys? Are they black or white? How many of them are there?
The Answer: Yes.
The duo originally began as DJ Ass Money and The Supervisor. When trying to come up with a moniker, someone suggested "DJ Cash Money." I thought he said "Ass Money," so there you go. I now had a name. I then told someone this story, and they thougth I said "Ass Monkey." Now, I love monkeys as much as Jane Goodall, but but calling yourself DJ Ass Monkey is totally retarded. As for my partner, he got his name for two reasons:
1. I am a control freak and wouldn't let him touch anything.
2. The style of his mustache is commonly known as "The Supervisor"
So there you go. The Supervisor moved on to a career in clothing design in NYC, leaving Ass Money solo, but we are always the Krush Girls. Calling yourself Krush Girl is totally retarded.
So come dance, be stupid, and never forget our motto:
If you don't get laid tonight, you are a fucking idiot.
sincerely,
DJ Ass Money
p.s. Sorry about saying "retarded" so much.
