I must say that my weekend got started in the best possible way as I stopped by Needles Natural Hair Celebration Friday night at the Blank Space. There were kinks, fros, coils, locks and curls all up and through the building getting D-O-W-N to the sound of Needles’ classic 45 (yes as in that little record) collection. Let me tell you, we were two bucket hats and three pair of bell bottoms away from re-enblacting the opening scene painting from “Good Times.” I even saw a handful of general pops (i.e. white folks) in the building rocking dreads and jamming to the beat. When the black to the basics are in the building, hugging the wall is not an option. They gets (yes, I said gets) down by any means necessary and all but force you to do the same – in a good way, of course. Tree was selling his hand-made jewelry while busting a move at the same time and my girl, the crochet queen, was giving the folks some Rastafarian caps and creative hair shawls for sale. I must say that I really got life from this event and word on the curb is – due to popular demand – that Needles will be bringing it back next month. I can’t wait!