Okay, after witnessing Questlove’s off-the-chain DJ set at Mai last winter, we were all like “We’re callin’ it early — that was party of the year!” Well, we’re gonna take that back, because the last time The Roots’ drummer came to town we had to work the next morning, and so did pretty much everybody else. Don’t get us wrong — it was the definition of crunk. But when you add the all-out party rockin’ that happens every time Quest steps behind the decks to the fact that nobody has to punch a clock the morning after, well, you’re bound to have — and this time we really mean it — the party of the year. Nobody covers more sounds and more styles of party jams than Questlove, and that pretty much means nobody leaves unhappy. Or sober. Basically, what we’re saying is take a cab and eat a good meal beforehand, or Labor Day is gonna be rechristened Head-Splitting Hangover Day.