Dec 13 2008

current events

Vinny’s Spin Class


Dec 11 2008

the art of peace

da vinny code

city gone mad (nyc 2008 a.d.)


gentle giant

lady high

think about that

i will

lady c

hope i’m funny

keep your nose clean & be a good earner

can i get a witness? (protection program)

listen to the drummer

angel in shell toes

mix it up a bit

based on a true story

dang, ya’ll hear that?

your gonna like this next one

birth of a band

skitzofunk, that’s what it is


we on a world tour

day dreamin’ & i’m thinkin’ of you

i love to get high

i swear she did

hip hop’s savior

look closer

scratch and scribble

brother to the ?

peace, nice to know you

same here


evolution of an angel

the scratch

ya gotta work da angels

what happened

i forgive you

gimme a hug

Pray for Rain

The Story of Olive Juice

Once upon a time, in a small village located somewhere between Sicily and Africa, there lived a group of olive farmers. They loved everything about their lives, the farming, the eating, the laughing, everything. One dark night the olive fields were taken over by an evil group of witches and politicians. They taught them the ways of war and hate. They were separated from their families and put in cages and forbidden to talk, show or even think about love. At night they would pass things from cage to cage and were heard whispering, “pasta”, “water”, “bread” & “olive juice” (that’s what they called olive oil back then). Well they noticed that when they said “olive juice” it looked like they were saying “I love you”. They figured they could say “i love you” while the prison guards thought they were asking for “olive juice”. They prayed every night for God to put their suffering to an end. One night the great floods of the world came and washed away the village and submerged it under water. Till this day, out in the middle of the ocean, you can still hear peoples’ voices whispering “olive juice”, “olive juice”.

this is a record album

monkey see, monkey don’t

take me home now

me & my sun

all day i dream about…….

friends of mine

the best shirt ever

god’s in the clouds

i hear voices, in my head (phones)

the funny & power

plastic has memory

the new rush

black & white = grey

matters of the mind

hue-man kind


ring the bell

spray it, don’t say it

new yawk

they’re here

back alley wisdom (downtown new-ark)

Dec 6 2008

sonic comics

Name: Vincent Sfasato

Age: 17

Occupation: DJ/Cook

Street Name:  Vinny Spin


“Too much good music to be hell.  Too much pain to be heaven.  Where am I?”

March 6, 2006

Victim was taken to St. Vincent’s Medical Center, NYC, after being mugged & shot in back by a rival DJ crew.  Victim was knocked unconscious by impact of bullet & fell onto the subway tracks.  Bullet passed through his laptop computer and into his back. Victim has burn marks on his ears and face caused when his headphones came in contact with the subway tracks.

March 7, 2006
After further examination, the bullet has lodged itself into his spine.  Removing it may cause further damage to his nervous system.

March 15, 2006
After extensive surgery, the bullet and fragments of the computer have been removed from his back, although there may be some residue remaining.

June 23, 2006
After several months of observation, victim is complaining of hallucinations.  He is hearing voices, music in particular.  He also complains of seeing pages of text, photos & some youtube uploads.

October 29, 2007
It has been a little over a year now and some very strange findings have arisen. It seems as though the electronics of Vinny’s computer have fused with the nerves of his spinal column.  In other words, his hallucinations are real.  In addition, when Vinny’s headphones came in contact with the subway tracks, his brain was “fried” giving him an extremely acute sense of hearing.

December 15, 2008

Vincent has been under careful observation since the incident, over 2 1/2 years ago.  Vincent is nothing less than a medical and musical phenomenon.  The combination of Vincent’s injuries have allowed him to play all his music by using only two records (Similar to Serato or Traktor DJ Setup).  Essentially, the information in Vincent’s brain is combining with the electrical charge from his fingertips and being translated through the records.

January 6, 2008

I don’t see Vincent as often as I used to.  I know Vinny’s still out there because occasionally I’ll hear of a strange disturbance in night club, or a record store will anonymously receive several boxes of rare vinyl.   I’ll keep you posted.  When I know, then you’ll know.  For now here’s some note’s he’s sent to me.

“goin’ through my mind”

“so many suckas, so little time”

“yeah, i got yur 45, right here”

“i got the cuts to move yo’ butts”

vinny’s last day of spinal shots & scans

clap, clap, snap, snap

he still goes out once in a while

for a little late night target practice

the torch has been passed

Visions of Vinny

By Indonesian Artist Pupung Adna


who’s got my back?


i did not sell my soul to the devil. it was taken from me.  watch me get it back.



vinny takes manhattanvinnyatlas copy

carry that weight