I guess I'm supposed to say something about this asshole here, but what more is there to say? Kade has some pictures taken NEAR a celebrity and then through careful presentation of additional pictures, he spins a tale of how he's one of them and they were all hanging out and blah blah blah fucking blah. What it comes down to is he has friends who work in PR (Lindsay J. Furman in this case) who get him into events and then he pretends like he's a "baller" (God I fucking hate that term) and lies his ass off spinning a yarn that is just a GIANT FUCKING LIE. Notice, he gets pics out front, but there are NEVER pictures at the table of the VIP WITH the VIP (Nicky Hilton a VIP? Only cause of assholes like Kade - she's actually just a lucky girl who hit the genetic lottery) because he is NOBODY. Arthur, yes, you are a fucking nobody and you need to wake up to that fact. More from the deluded fucking cunt, Arthur Kadyshes...
Saturday night made me remember what it was like to just put away The Brand, and “The Journey” for a few hours, and leave my “A List” celebrity life with Nicky Hilton and Lance Bass at our celebrity table, and then headed over to Harrah’s Pool where one of the most famous DJ’s in the world, Oscar G, was spinning. Oscar G is rated by many as one of the top House DJ’s in the world, and is a resident at the world famous Space in Miami, and travels around the world to play gigs. Space used to be one of my favorite places to party in Miami because you would get there at 4-5AM and then party until 11AM, and then walk out to sunshine and run over to News Cafe on Ocean Dr. for some Eggs Benedict. One of my favorite stories with Space is going there after partying at CrowBar all night many years ago, and I met a professional model who I started making out with at the club (She asked me what I did, and I told her I was on a Soap Opera ((Guiding Light I think)), and next thing I know I am at some random mansion on “The Bisc” (Biscayne Bay) for 2 straight days where I was in and out of a drug induced coma, and girls being ushered in and out like a Victoria’s Secret fashion Show (I remember seeing at least 2 orgies), and a party with people I had never met that reminded me of St. Tropez. style partying. The guy who owned the house had a small yacht out front, where I ended up taking one of the girls (She was a Miami 9.5 with a size zero body, tiny but sexy boobs, sick DSL Lips, and the longest legs you can imagine, plus she was a former Volleyball player, and was very tight and limber) and having amazing sex, but we never exchanged numbers so I figured that was that (I’m pretty sure I ran into her at Mynt last year, but she looked so horrible because she had gained 30 Lbs. and looked like a used prostitute, and when she made eye contact, I decided not to approach and just cherish our tremendous half an hour together).
We met up with Oscar G at Harrahs where it was a crazy packed house, and had the purest “Kade Style” VIP access in his booth (See Video), and in some respects people will tell you that he is a Huge World Known Celebrity in his own right (The House Music world is like another version of Hollywood), and we got to party with him full force. It was great to just forget that I am a rising celebrity for a few hours and just chill with great friends and unbelievable music, and just dance like it was Old School Kade when I used to dominate SoBe. Almost no one recognized me or asked for pictures or talked about “The Journey”, and for a few hours I was just Arthur Kade “Pre Journey”, and it was nice to feel regular again. I was telling my dad right now on the way home from Yom Kippur dinner how lonely it can sometimes be being the biggest of big deals, and he responded, “You chose this life, and it’s the destiny you wanted”, and although I wouldn’t change it for anything, sometimes it’s nice just to party and live Old School.
I have to get up early tomorrow because I have another Radio Interview in Greensboro, NC at 8:20 AM (North Kadeilina?) with their number 1 show, Murphy In the Morning, so I’m sure that it will be another prime showing by The Brand, and bring me thousands of new fans of “The Journey”, and get another crazy day off on the right foot.
“Every great talent needs a great rival. Ali had Frazier. Magic had Larry. Woods has Mickelson. Arthur Kade has Arthur Kade”…Arthur Kade….09/28/09
A good friend just called and told me there are some “Haters” who seem to not believe that I was at The VIP Table with Hilton and Bass, so here are the pics again where you see me with her cake, one of my friends cutting the cake with the VIP Bouncer, the back of Nicky’s head in front of me as we watch Sean Kingston perform in 2 of the pics, Me drinking Rose’ with Lance’s Boys, and a picture of the whole table. Witness the power that is The Brand and next time check your facts. I always wonder why “Haters” hate, and then I realize they are just Gen Pop fans who may be having a bad day and need some Kade in their life.