Thursday, December 25, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
A world of similarities......
The shoe heard around the world.
I'm an American, but I would've done the same thing. He deserves more, but maybe I'm to liberal. If that's the case, so is the majority of the world. I wear a size 12 though so, I might've done a bit more damage. Lol
Police in Tokyo.....
I've heard of this group before but I never bothered to check them out. Then I stumbled upon one of their songs like it happens most of the time. Dug it. Thus. This is the video to their single off their current album. They remind me of The Strokes only brighter.
Visual Literature
I'm not sure if your familiar with Chuck Anderson. I'm sure my photography people and my art people probably are. For my people who don't he's the dude who designed Lupe Fiasco' "Food & Liquor" cover art. His style is so ill the way he uses color to enhance the original image in a way that doesn't take over the picture but brings it out. We sort of imitated his style for the banner on my myspace page but of course, not close. Anyway, he's coming out with a book featuring alot of his artwork, so if you find some time on your hands and eyes go check it out.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The words I write........
JDP- Free Fall
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Stare out window, and wonder just what you hear for
Are you.
Another hero, or someone who's light is way overdue
or just a person, who found himself in his verses
don't run.
just try.
to open your eyes.
Pick up the pen, peices of me into a thesis,
effortless emotion admitted pressure decreases,
me against the world, a battle against self.
with pain forever calling no matter if its felt.,
healing to cover up holes in my feelings,
as they rain onto the paper like holes in my ceiling.
knowin that, the storm wont take long to clear up,
and then its just me in the mirror,
am i enough?
No world tours, or hundereds who came for me,
a dreamer just residing inside of the same cutty,
wondering if his talent can balance his inner wishes,
failure cannot occure hates washing his own dishes,
instant, looking as i go for the distant,
future without a map so i make do wit conviction,
im different, hoping that the world can notice.
or blind me so maybe then the world can focus.
ya dig.
Try to hide who you are, but you cant dim a star "let it go"
your sure of it all, like the writings on the wall "but you never know"
and its no one there, your free just to fall
and its so damn digital,
so damn criminal, does this shit even feel like it should
comin from a city feelin fresher where nobody will respect you less you do it like they do in the hood.
so im a take the stones they throwing,
because i know where my plans is,
and let me thank god for these chances,
survivin these crashes. and tellin me.
go be the melody, cause nobody's forgiven a felony.
so go figure, no figure or father to even bother so I just kick it wit people and follow my own voice. don't doubt me, wanna say im sure like im Al B,
resembeling the ending of alfie.
its cold winter,
no emotion makes it hard to connect,
and no devotion makes it hard to respect.
so its no love.
even ya homies only kno u like so much,
the world wanna get in tell em no sir, can't do it.
Try to hide who you are, but you cant dim a star "let it go"
your sure of it all, like the writings on the wall "but you never know"
and its no one there, your free just to fall
I read literary art, a writer in my heart,
depicting my own start as madness,
celebrate broke wit my people,
before money inducts the evils,
but within all i can find is sadness. smokin on habits,
knowing my fam is hoping I can follow thru whatever my plan is.
Tryin to put the world between wherever my hand is,
reluctant to give damn like my only true fan is, me
tryin to be better and finding a way too,
head staring in the clouds i plan on flying away too,
trying to ibeem, realitys imeem,
torn between being lennon or leaning to Iovine.
its my dreams. awsome like lifes a cumpulision,
caution spare the lights on my strife and emotion,
dont let em in, instead use the beat as my medicine.
and live it out today before tomorrow starts setting in. gone.
Try to hide who you are, but you cant dim a star "let it go"
your sure of it all, like the writings on the wall "but you never know"
and its no one there, your free just to fall.
JDP- Freefall
"Where Anything Goes: Volume 1" Coming soon.........
Shoutout to the homie Midas. Yessir.
Check out more music @
Myspace.com/uptopjdp
JDP- In the huddle
http://fakeshoredrive.com/2008/12/jdp-in-huddle.html
JDP- Beautiful One
http://thelemurblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-jdp-ish.html
Come check out the show w/Me, Que Billah, The Rocketeers, and more!!
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=67311825992&ref=mf
Peace.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Beautiful One
Beautiful One ft C.Rich on the hook. The song is about whatever your passion is. That feeling that you have when you think about it. For me, I was writing about music, and the way I feel about it. It's about the feeling of love really.
Shoutout to The Lemur for showine me the same.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Find me on Fake Shore......
Friday, December 12, 2008
Just like me.
237 reasons.......
Many scientists assume people have sex for simple and straightforward reasons such as to experience sexual pleasure or to reproduce, but new research at The University of Texas at Austin reveals hundreds of varied and complex motivations that range from the spiritual to the vengeful.
After conducting one of the most comprehensive studies on why people have sex, psychology researchers David Buss and Cindy Meston uncovered 237 motivations, which appear in the August issue of Archives of Sexual Behavior.
People’s motivations ranged from the mundane (”I was bored”) to the spiritual (”I wanted to feel closer to God”) and from the altruistic (”I wanted the person to feel good about himself/herself”) to the manipulative (”I wanted to get a promotion”).
Some said they had sex to feel powerful, others to debase themselves. Some wanted to impress their friends, others to harm their enemies (”I wanted to break up a rival’s relationship”).
Physical reasons such as to reduce stress (”It seemed like good exercise”), feel pleasure (”It’s exciting”), improve or expand experiences (”I was curious about sex”), and the physical desirability of their partner (”The person was a good dancer”).
Goal-based reasons, including utilitarian or practical considerations (”I wanted to have a baby”), social status (”I wanted to be popular”) and revenge (”I wanted to give someone else a sexually transmitted disease”).
Emotional reasons such as love and commitment (”I wanted to feel connected”) and expression (”I wanted to say ‘thank you’”).
Insecurity-based reasons, including self-esteem (”I wanted the attention”), a feeling of duty or pressure (”My partner kept insisting”) and to guard a mate (”I wanted to keep my partner from straying”).
So again I ask you,why do you have sex?
Happiness is a warm gun......
Free. I don't know what it is about this semester but it has felt like the longest semester of all time. Lol. I just finished doing the last bit of any type of school work that needs to be done and I feel. so. good. I was watching "Across the universe" the other day and thought it was dope how they blended the visuals with music from the beatles to tell a story. This scene for Happiness is a warm gun tells my struggle this semester jumping through the hoops of this school ish and coming out on the other side, culminating with the greatest feeling ever of knowing your free for another couple of weeks. That's what I feel like right now, good. Happy. Mixtape on the way. Show on the 27th, hope to see you there. Peace.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
More reasons to laugh....
Barbershop Music.....
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
I want that......
Busta "Arab Money"
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
My new chick......
I'm Living on Fakeshore.....
"Alone in the dark"
Heart ripped out of my chest.
Into my ________?
Undressed.
Depressed.
Rejected, Neglected.
The world no longer mines in a few seconds.
No longer protective
Once was overly so.
All I can think is how you felt when I was holding you close.
Now what matters.
Shattered.
Stones thrown in a glass house
On the brink preparing to pass out
and there you go with your ass out.
Now I'm first in and last out.
Bonding with the music in my ear that shouts
"I WOULD GIVE YOU EVERYTHING!
MAYBE MOST OF EVERYTHING
PROBABLY GIVE YOU EVERYTHING!
FOR ANYTHING AT ALL!!"
Dead inside, staring into soul-less faces.
Need the vibe just to survive & liqour helps me make it.
Drowning my sorrows
In pussy.
Beats & Rhymes.
& hope.
but I guess my thoughts are to heavy to float
Welcome to the bottom. 808's to fit me.
Not even the endless smoke can lift me.
Need kimbo slice to hit me.
or someone who get's me.
but then.....
Forget me.
Because I'm never coming back
All my thoughts now belongs to tracks
and notebooks full of raps.
I'm someone, or something else
the world can't confine me
or box me in, or catch up
to far ahead of those who behind me
Try me. and when I'm gone think of me highly
As I of you, when I find time.
Alone with my heart.
Don't say you will.
Unless you will.
Alone in the dark.
Peace.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
808's & Heartbreak......
I needed this album. I needed this cd 2 years ago. To know the definition of heart break, to feel it as much as it can be felt. I've been there and I understand. I needed to hear this album, like Ye' needed to make it. Although alot of people are sweating the auto-tune, the singing, the lack of actual rapping minus jeezy, I dig it. The words and the way in which he chooses to deliver them reveil more hurt and pain than any rap lyrics could. My girl lauren likened this transition to MJ playing baseball when his dad died, you have to find your own way to cope with loss even if that leads you onto an entirely different path. Because from there, you can find your way back. I needed to hear this music, to know that someone out there shares the same pain, the same heartbreak, the same hurt that I've experienced. While the album is 2 years late...lol, it is undoudbtley still the therapy I needed. We've all been going through alot of things, and they've taken us places we didn't know we could go, but we need to go there in order to find our way back. So, thank you again mr.west for delivering the music I needed to hear once again..
Friday, November 21, 2008
The Bug is spreading.......
Wayne on his new direction & Ozone.....Its only been a few months since The Carter 3 and already homie has reached St.Elsewhere.
"We're all in the same fight.....for individuality" -Pharrel
Fan Art.....
Dude went off. Thanx Broc for the pics. Dude also has pics of other artist on his page. Check em out....
Its a matter of vision.....cntd.
Kanye West "Heartless"
This video is so dope. If you watch Kanye's videos there has yet to be one that looks just like the other. Hype & Ye have classics under there belt and this one is no different. I dig the animation, it reminds me of that Beatles cartoon....I can't remember the name but they had songs from Sgt. Pepper playing in it...anyway. The fact that Hype Williams is still churning out the best vidz is cold, dude DEF deserves the title Hype Warhol (dig the cambells soup pics in once seen)....Peep.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
This struggle of ours......
The Grind.
Go hard.
Then go harder.
Is that not why we came?
& If not then why bother.
To live & die the passionate death
Never to know its cousin,
Buzzing.
Making something out of nothing.
Purveyors of possibilities
Revealing Hostilities
Words into music, thoughts into imagery
Constant imagination.
Thoughts forever moving
Outside. No boxes.
The Crazy ones, Ugly truth
The Beautiful, Ones.
The sacrificers of souls
Children of the night but the blood is our own.
Expected to starve, to fail
to win only in the epilogue
How dare we be fresh?
Meant to be.
The chance takers, unafraid.
To exist where you don't,
But so many wish to.
Life's excitement, captured
The hunters.
The unique, difficult to know
Difficult to define
Hard to understand,
& much harder to find.
The heartless, relocated to to sleeves
then to you
To you.
The mission of followers.
How dare we succeed?
Us individuals.
Us misunderstood but often never meant to be.
The celebration, the reminder to live.
To embrace. To feel. Alive.
Santi said we are the creators. Gold.
The lonely
Too rare for the well done
Snowflakes, never another the same.
The makers of meaning
Forever lasting in the moment
Doing, even when they don't condone it
The purpose. Own it.
The Flow, steady against the tide
seeping into the mainstream
Muse to the majority.
The unplugged.
Acoustic MTV.
Unplugged.
The wonders of the world. Limitless
Unchained.
Deep, pools to get lost in.
The necessary.
How Dare we exist?
We do. We will. We are.
To survive. To continue.
To create forever.
This struggle of ours.......
Peace.
Currently listening to: myspace.com/uptopjdp
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
D2G, My Dude is a monsta!!!!
D2G "Im a monsta"
Shout out to DC for producing the record.
Shout out to FilmBoi for killing the vid!
Dope.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
A matter of vision.......
On the side note: Mixtape on the way. For those who still don't know. Make it real easy to understand, ya dig.
Listening to: Kanye West ft Young Jeezy "Amazing"
The stage.....
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything."
-William Shakespeare
Monday, November 10, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Freshness is.......
Listening to: The Cool Kids "Delivery Man(9th wonderremix)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
So self-concious.....
Hey Champ.
Yes. We. Did.
Everyone in chicago was at that rally, and it was one of the most amazing feelings to be apart of it. We did it. After months of fighting for what we all believed in, we did it. The freshness I felt this morning had nothing to do with the new kicks, lol, but with the fact that I was apart of the change that's coming to our lives. We all know Obama won't be able to change things over night, I still have the same bills, and problems. But the mere fact that we chose him shows that this country and its people are ready for a difference. We're ready to make that difference. Every generation has its heroes, its JFK's, MLK's, FDR's, and so on...Barack is ours. His ability to trully inspire and evoke feelings of hope and unity is amazing. I don't recall a presidential race in my lifetime that cause millions to stand in the cold for hours, the largest voter turn out in the countries history and just a phenomenon in itself. It is one of the greatest moments in American History and my generation gets to be apart of it. We're on the right track, with the right leader to keep us there.....It feels good man.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Why I choose.....
+ I was in junior high when bush won, and 17 when he did it again.
+when business began to lay off workers because of bushenomics, my mother was one of them.
+because my grandmother has diabeties and every year her medicine get increasingly harder to pay for.
+because I have friends from highschool that went overseas, I want to know I might see them again.
+because one of my neighbors of 3 years lost their home, kid on the way.
+because some of my friends can't afford to finish school and the banks can't afford to give them a loan.
+because I want to afford the car and afford to drive it
+because I want my little sister to be a better off in life than I am
+same for the child I'm bringing in this world in the future
+because his plan brings us closer to repairing our countries debt than the other guy..
+because I don't care how cute, how cool, how sexy you can wink, If ur too dumb for the job, i m not goin....
+because I see why my grandparents prefer stacking to stocks...
+because torture isn't what we should be known for.
+because I want to go to london and paris and not lose half my moneys worth once I get there.
+because I don't want to feel hopeless about the direction of my life and the lives of my people.
+because I believe in hope
+and the best in people..
+and he would be the first
+because I own a business. And I need help for it to succeed.
+because its my right, and it needs some excercise.
+because its inspiring, legendary, and important.
+why wouldn't I....
Why do you?
Go. Vote.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Back from the dead.....
Lil Wayne & Notorious B.I.G "Lost Boys"
Yea, you read that right. A classic Wayne verse, from "Cannon" and Biggie's flow is so perfect on this beat it feels like he re-recorded it. Yessir.
Friday, October 31, 2008
But then.......
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Politics and Mexican Food.....
Sidenote: Dig how official the video looks.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Robocop....
Leaning, Leaning....Low....
Sidenote: Been bumping this since friday. New joint of the moment.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
A week away......
Where do we stand.....
Where do we stand.
Side by side we stand.
Back against the wall, selves against the world.
or at least against them. Only us.
Hands gripped upon sheets and pillows
passionate, forever-ish brushes painting our portrait.
Slowly in motion amongst the fast paced.
or maybe, moving to fast for oursleves.
Back to back we stand.
hand in mine, mind & mind alike
souls seem so similar, the match not often found
Four lettered words so often said when many tell us to leave at three.
So close you are, woven into the culture of me.
What's yours is mine & mine is yours
and you are mine.
Lost in this, bliss, that knows no wall or time.
A dollar past dozens of dimes
worth the effort spent.
Knowing neither of us is alone in this.
World where more crash than connect, we brace eachother for impact.
Face to face we stand
Studying, staring, speaking, hoping
that when reality shifts
we'll still be meant to exist. This.
Countless hours counted, your voice the numbers.
or counting cell minutes, thank god for the fav 5. lol.
Eyes,
lost deep in yours and you in mine
sharing more than words, and thoughts, and silence.
until.
Something slips, and we collapse to the abyss
then quick.
Pictures ripped, voices meant to forget
filled with "you ain't shit"
and the uncaring "whatever bitch"quick.
reality shifts, and we don't....
Far apart we stand
with millions of voices in between
where ours use to be
you and me.
Leaving nothing but memories meant to be missed
choosing not remember what you can never forget.
Friends between sides, "spoils of war"as long as they don't remind me....
ours is a cold war, with warm thoughts.
Lives are legendary, a story they tell to newlyweds.
& then they ask what I ask
once the wounds have healed
& the wall is torn down & we both remember how
nice our names sound
when said by the other
& after I use to love h.e.r
at this point with no place, unknown to us
once forgiven, then what?
admit this type of thing is tough.
where then
Do we stand?
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
When I cleaned the crib.....
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
They said life is like a slideshow........
Day-N-Nite.......
apparently...Jim Jones fucks with it as well....lol
For those of you who missed it.........
"Let's get into some chi-town ish......."
Ok. Gemstones....Shayla G.....Substance.....Ptoda.....and yours truly.....Heart of the city pt.1....helluva show.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
The Love of my life......
Chicago comparisons.......
http://thelemurblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/jdp-chicagos-own-kanye-west.html
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Freedom Land......
Thinking point of view........
Sakiya Sandifer Discussing Art from we think! on Vimeo.
Sakiya discussing his view on art.
"If you acknowledge that there is a hurdle, there's a great chance that you can become a hurdler"
Slow Jam Tuesdays......
Why I love Real s***
Fall Out Day from jeff on Vimeo.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Forever Mayne.......
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Of Politics and T-Shirts.......
The t-shirt say progress.
Lightning sign on the boutique window echoes its standard
They sale a lifestyle
a certain style of life
countless stacked racks of countless additions.
unknown names and rarities
covered in the fresh smell of new shoes.
Life's style spread so neatly in its patterns.
and the T-Shirt says progress.
Funny finding the image here, as if to echo.
All too common thoughts of tomorrow.
In the near future and wondering how far I should be concerned with.
In a day when all we know is progress and the want,
the need to grow, to move forward, to realize.
The message is the lifestyle.
The cake chilling next to the greedy geniuses.
Major threats and rebels yelling obey.
crooks and castles underneath stacks of gold coins
Fuct.
But what stands out to me.
In a place full of familiarity
similarity, and real rarities
Reality parodies.
and lies followed carefully.
With colors more familiar than the ones of my roots.
Meant to mean truth.
The idea of it.
The image above it not asking for my money
or my obedience
or my life
Just asking me to look at a thought.
I found what fits.
My purchase from the messengers.
The T-Shirt said progress.