At around ten o'clock on a Friday night at Club Oasis, a silky brother named Golden Gangsta and a hefty homey named Jamal stepped up to the stage and proceeded to barrel through their rap routine. With Golden Gangsta's scatting dance-hall-style rhymes and Jamal's busting out baritone soul riffs, the duo tried their damnedest to appeal to the moderate-size crowd at the popular urban-themed club. At the far back of the club, a lovely light-skinned sister named Darlene offered an early review. "I don't know who they are," she said. "All I... More >>>