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...call Rubin once I arrive, and we go to his room. Rubin and I are from the part of Brooklyn that isn’t hipster yet, but it’s feeling the urges, and Rubin has on tight jeans and a white v-neck. His room is below ground in one of the sophomore dorms (you could say the basement) but it’s fantastic, a full lounge with couch and an enormous sound system, single bedrooms sprouting off to the side. Rubin’s own room is filled with music equipment; he?...
...quickly because we’re going to someone’s friend’s birthday party, and everyone’s almost here, and we’re all going together. So far there are six of us, all guys, and we’re listening to Rubin and James’ new songs: dance-type mix-ups, similar to Girl Talk or Ratatat but more musical, with more training...
...present company (still all dudes) have been putting the moves on. One took her to the Boston Aquarium (he had free tickets), another out to dinner. Nothing. How does a girl go with you to the Aquarium and then nothing, we cried. I look at Rubin and ask him if she’s good looking. He rolls his eyes...
...have our coats on and we’re outside, in a parking lot, on the cement. A block away there’s a circle of heads passing cigarettes around and nodding. Dave begins to beatbox. Rubin begins to rap. The rest of us are dancing. I’m beatboxing. Rubin is good, actually. He was always a performer, even in basketball. Here, Rubin is in his element...
...dorm—that we head for, to climb to the top. They’d never done it. We’re on the ramparts, and there’s a staircase weaving around the tower. There are turrets. We discuss places where Rubin and Dave can have their first concert: out a window, above the portcullis. This is the realest castle we’ve ever seen. We get as far as we can go, stopped by a wooden door, and the guy who went to reform school gets it open. We’re inside. It?...