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Feed Favorites: Karin + Raoul03.07.09
Straight to the point, I fucking love Karin + Raoul. It’s a great mix of all kind of creative acts from around the planet that are thought provoking, controversial, ha, and just fun to look at. Add this one to your reader right now.
Michael Jackson: 1958 - 200925.06.09
Man, what to say. I was a church kid growing up. I lived in a very strong religious household, so I didn’t really have a chance to listen to a lot of secular music. But I do remember when we went go visit my grandmother, my and my uncle would stay up playing video games till our eyes dried out and listening to whatever music we could find on the t.v. One thing I always had, ha, even if it was in a christian context, was a strong appreciation for song making. Up until that point, I had always associated this with the music of the Winans, Shirley Caesar, Walter Hawkins and the like. I remember though that it all changed when I saw the Thriller video. I was already morbidly fascinated with zombies, so you combine that with the orchestration and the wild creativity and showmanship of Mike’s choreography, I was HOOKED. The music, the atmosphere, the dancing… hell man… I had never, ever seen anything like it. I had no idea at that moment I was looking at the most innovative and groundbreaking music videos of our generation. I just knew the beat was hot and the zombies were DANCING.. like HARD. It changed my musical context. Up until that point, I was just a casual listener. Michael Jackson had a big hand in making me and addict. I know he was strange, troubled, controversial, etc. I know he made some not so stellar music choices here and there. But all of that is eclipsed, by far, by his awesome contribution to music. The term genius is thrown around a lot, but I dare you to find someone more worthy of this title. We all lost something very special today. Thank you, Mike. You will never be forgotten.
So what had happened was…24.06.09
Man, where to start. Last time I posted I was chillin’ in this lil room in my homeboy’s basement working my brains out and hoping I found a place to stay after my exodus from Harlem. Yeah, it was pretty tough. But armed with my supremely positive attitude, an always strong work ethic and a good group of friends (Monte’, I owe you big time, man. And Graham, you’re the man, dude), I was able to finish my plan and get back to my beloved BK. And I love my new place. Like, really. And my new roommate is the bestest. I think the first week all I did was smoke, drink really good wine, eat fruit and just chill the fuck out. From the beginning of the year, as most people know, it’s been pretty rough, and I hit a really bad patch. Doubly so cause the first anniversary of my uncle Q’s death passed as well… and I still miss him. Ha, but I know he would just tell me to suck it up and do what I gotta do, so I did. And I’m glad I did, because it has all been worth the craziness I put myself through to get here. Thanks to all who helped me get through. You know I don’t forget these type of things.
Shake and Move14.04.09
Man, this last month has been a whirlwind. A quick recap:
So, I had to move last month, no this month. There was a bit of a time situation, so I had to move quick. Now, I had been doin’ work for my new crew, who are a serious, but funny bunch, so I was rippin’ and runnin’ for a few. Luckily, one of my homeboys had a place, so that situation was put out before it got going. And we all know about the recession of course, so that hit me kind of hard towards the beginning of the year. Yeah, I know man. Me too. But the aforementioned new crew decided to tie the knot, so know I’m silently judging all of their work now, ha, which is probably mutual. I love what I do. See the theme? Things have been difficult this year, much more so than normal, but it gets worked out. For the better, actually. Oh, and I’ll be living with one of my favorite people in the very near future which I am EXTREMELY excited about. So basically, I go from ramen and orange juice every night, to full time hustle who got some serious potential and a new place which has all the making for one for the books. In the span of about three weeks. Whew…
So, yeah, that’s what happened. And… I got to see someone beautiful everyday for the last two weeks. I’m tired to the point of exhaustion every night this month, behind on my beats, and behind on my work. I still have to move one more time, ha, and no, I still really don’t know where she stands. But you know what, I got money in pocket, it was around 60 degrees, a mama that loves me and a lil sis graduating college soon. Nah, life ain’t perfect… but I will take an extra long lunch break tomorrow with a half and half and shades as the skinny jeans dudes hate on my kicks…
Feed Favorites: We Do It Right24.03.09
I am a pure audiophile. At any given moment I am listening to music in some way shape or form. Unfortunately, I can’t keep up with it all myself. But these cats, help me feed my sonic every, single day. Luis’s crew are what I would call DEDICATED. Great spot to find new music from every part of the world.
The Ease of Being17.03.09
So, I was in front of my machine doing my thing as I always am when I get a call from a new friend who I’ve been hangin’ out with recently. We small talk, me expounding on something not so important and my counter part sharing the recent details of what is going down in her life. Eventually, she invites me to come hang with her if I’m too to busy with work, which, of course I oblige because she’s pleasant to be around. I hop on a train and we link up, off to further adventures around the city. What is only meant to be a spending a few moments together turns into a full day’s event. As we catch various modes of public transpo, we talk a lil bit deeper about our particular views on a wide range of topics. She has been through quite a bit, so it isn’t long before I’m completely engrossed in just listening and throwing in a comment here and there while the stories spill out. We spend most of the day in this mode. Just, you know sharing. This is a significant thing to me because I don’t often share the details of my life. No, ha, not because I want to be mysterious, but rather I just think most people don’t care. But in this particular instance, it seemed the thing to do, and I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable about sharing so much of her experiences. And honestly, it felt nice to just talk to someone about many things that I just keep to myself. So, the day went much like this. No, nothing spectacular. Just really cool, in an every day kind of way.
I know what your thinking. “Did you [insert romantic inquiry here]“? Ha, no. Not that I didn’t cross my mind. However, at least for me, you have these opportunities to really connect with people in a deep and yet effortless kind of way. Sure, I could have steered it into a more non platonic kind of thing. I think sometimes though doing this cheapens the experience of what is happening. Communication between people is such a treacherous thing sometimes. It’s amazing how a few syllables can bring down years of pain staking work that goes into building a positive connection. Quite often, it is my belief we take for granted the times when two beings put aside gender, ethnic, financial, etc differences and just speak honestly. I know quite a few have their own preconceived notions about me, ha, some which are justified (I’m the
Feed Favorites: Iso5016.03.09
Pimp designer and unappreciated music producer, Scott Hansen has been bringing the heat for years now. If you don’t know about this cat, get familar…
On: The Attack of Teh Gays!14.03.09
I remember right after I transfered to a school in the city after going to a small community college, I went out to this little gathering on campus. Unshackled from the noose of parental oversight, I was looking to cause some trouble, which meant I was just trying to do something my folks told me not to. So, I go and it’s pretty cool. I see girls dancing, drinking, smoking, all of which clash mightily with me staunch christian upbringing, which of course brought a smile to my face. In my own awkward, shy and nervous why, I attempt to integrate myself into the debauchery before me. And that’s when it happened.
“Hi! Are you new here?”
*Applies quasi hard stance I saw on t.v.* “Yeah, you know… kinda”
“That’s cool! My name is [some dude's name], and I’m new too!”
“Cool, man.”
“You know, maybe we can hook up and explore the school together!”
*Bewildered Look*”Uhm, I, uhhh…”
“Well, my friends are here. Here’s my number. Call me, cutie!”
“…”
I think this is the earliest I can remember that a dude gave me his number for reasons other than, you know, man shit. I was stunned and kinda offended. Like, what, do I LOOK gay?? Of course as a young cat in an unfamiliar environment, this bothered me. I mean, me, a nice christian boy, and the first person that tries to hang with him is a DUDE. FUCK, man! I really had no idea what to do. I mean, it wasn’t like he was rude or mean or anything of the sort. I mean, yeah the GOOD BOOK taught me that gays are evil and all, and at the time I did disagree with homosexual marriage, not for any reason
Feed Favorites : Les Miles13.03.09
I love this site. Just themes expressed through images.
Return of the God13.03.09
Ok, so it’s like this. I know I’m mostly known for my Flash work, but I was curious about Word Press so I decided to give it a whirl. And this is my shit so I can do what I want. Update your feeds, folks. The house of Ubi is back up and running.
