Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Twitter Question......
"Why is it every time I turn on the news, I want to smack Dick Cheney.........."
The Morning After......
The morning after.....
We lie here.
Wondering whether or not we found the truth.
Hoping that the touch of each other wasn't as right as it felt.
Or as wrong as it was.
No names
Just whispered words
Barely heard between rushed breaths.
As we wonder aloud. What's next.
Do we play guilty in a crime that lacks suspects.
Or act as if.
Tonight never happened.
It was something we imagined
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
The words that need to be said get stuck in our chest.
So we don't speak.
But our eyes do.
Begging to find a answer when neither of us know the question.
Unsure of what we want to forget.
Or remember.
Remember.
How you felt in my hands.
or your taste on my tongue
or how the night knows it ours
While we both chase the sun.
Thoughts that play in my mind
On repeat.
and I can't find the stop button.
or my pants for that matter.
Unsure of the next move.
But then.
neither of us want too.
Surprised to find comfort in this moment.
Where we move closer.
I normally don't do this.
Stay long enough for your eyes to see into mine.
And catch me torn between making another mistake
and apologizing for this one.
Even though.
we're not sorry.
We're just young. Crazy.
and your beautiful.
Enough to make me want to stay
The morning after....
We lie here.
Wondering whether or not we found the truth.
Hoping that the touch of each other wasn't as right as it felt.
Or as wrong as it was.
No names
Just whispered words
Barely heard between rushed breaths.
As we wonder aloud. What's next.
Do we play guilty in a crime that lacks suspects.
Or act as if.
Tonight never happened.
It was something we imagined
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
The words that need to be said get stuck in our chest.
So we don't speak.
But our eyes do.
Begging to find a answer when neither of us know the question.
Unsure of what we want to forget.
Or remember.
Remember.
How you felt in my hands.
or your taste on my tongue
or how the night knows it ours
While we both chase the sun.
Thoughts that play in my mind
On repeat.
and I can't find the stop button.
or my pants for that matter.
Unsure of the next move.
But then.
neither of us want too.
Surprised to find comfort in this moment.
Where we move closer.
I normally don't do this.
Stay long enough for your eyes to see into mine.
And catch me torn between making another mistake
and apologizing for this one.
Even though.
we're not sorry.
We're just young. Crazy.
and your beautiful.
Enough to make me want to stay
The morning after....
This is it.........
Michael Jackson - This Is It - Directed by Spike Lee from 40 Acres and a Mule Filmworks on Vimeo.
Michael Jackson "This is it" -Directed By Spike Lee
Perfect.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
I feel the same way......
"The thing that I like most about being creative is the magic of connecting with my soul until something is revealed. I really can’t explain it, but I always know it once I see it." -J.Sakiya
New Chicago.......
YP ft Mikkey Halsted "Words of wisdom"
Theirs a theory that goes on in the city of Chicago that when it comes to music all we do is hate on eachother. I don't think its a matter of really not digging other artists but its a "I'm better" mentality. While I'm guilty of feeling that way (as an MC aren't you supposed to?) that doesn't mean I don't give respect where its due. The new generation of artists coming out of chicago are on a different page man. It feels good to see the people you appreciate winning, and even better to say congrats rather than #hate. Between Flyy City, Make a move, YP, Doe Marley, Project Fresh, ect.... It's gonna be a dope year.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Rockets......
Rockets....
Unsure moments fill the gaps now.
Between yesterday and tomorrow.
With time moving so fast that the two seem to drift into each other.
Some permanent limbo we don't choose to get stuck in.
But we find ourselves here.
When we're apart.
So now I have to wonder if I'll found my way back to you.
Searching at the bottom of this glass
or the cloud of smoke that surrounds me like new cologne.
The new fragrance, El Canibi for men.
But I'd prefer the scent of you in the end.
So I search for your replacements, since you want to play Carmen.
But I always end up staring into your reflection.
The photocopy of perfection
but missing a soul.
Who thinks me Tiger Woods while filling these holes.
Lucky me, I don't play golf.
I gave up games for what became more of the same.
So I stay lost.
Floating on the thickest clouds.
With hopes that my freedom lies in the UP.
Telling myself and the world that I don't really give a fuck.
Shorty, I'm a rocket man.
High as a kite, flyy in the night.
But know one sees me land in the daylight.
Except a song or 2.
Writing life as I see it, except your not in it.
Of course I'm not alone, but it doesn't feel like I'm winning.
Even when they tell me that I've already won.
As if the rest doesn't matter because I'm already young.
So, Live your life, have a drink.
Take time to pray, time to think.
But remember that your days move the same as a blink.
So just don't close your eyes.
I suppose .
That's how I lost you in the first place.
and ended up in this place unknown.
Far from home in pursuit of happiness
and space.
Riding on stars but mars is no place to stand on.
And these days earth is no place to land on.
So I stay afloat,
Until my words slur and sentences break off.
Love hard and hate soft.
But I know its hard to stay grounded
When your heart wants to take off......
Unsure moments fill the gaps now.
Between yesterday and tomorrow.
With time moving so fast that the two seem to drift into each other.
Some permanent limbo we don't choose to get stuck in.
But we find ourselves here.
When we're apart.
So now I have to wonder if I'll found my way back to you.
Searching at the bottom of this glass
or the cloud of smoke that surrounds me like new cologne.
The new fragrance, El Canibi for men.
But I'd prefer the scent of you in the end.
So I search for your replacements, since you want to play Carmen.
But I always end up staring into your reflection.
The photocopy of perfection
but missing a soul.
Who thinks me Tiger Woods while filling these holes.
Lucky me, I don't play golf.
I gave up games for what became more of the same.
So I stay lost.
Floating on the thickest clouds.
With hopes that my freedom lies in the UP.
Telling myself and the world that I don't really give a fuck.
Shorty, I'm a rocket man.
High as a kite, flyy in the night.
But know one sees me land in the daylight.
Except a song or 2.
Writing life as I see it, except your not in it.
Of course I'm not alone, but it doesn't feel like I'm winning.
Even when they tell me that I've already won.
As if the rest doesn't matter because I'm already young.
So, Live your life, have a drink.
Take time to pray, time to think.
But remember that your days move the same as a blink.
So just don't close your eyes.
I suppose .
That's how I lost you in the first place.
and ended up in this place unknown.
Far from home in pursuit of happiness
and space.
Riding on stars but mars is no place to stand on.
And these days earth is no place to land on.
So I stay afloat,
Until my words slur and sentences break off.
Love hard and hate soft.
But I know its hard to stay grounded
When your heart wants to take off......
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Thinkers Thoughts.....
“There is no passion to be found playing small – in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living”
- fellow thinker
Nelson Mandela
Fresh......
From Hype Beast:Just in time for Winter, Needles releases its new Herringbone Arrow Jacket. The piece features classic Herringbone construction with contrast elbow panels and pocket accents. Retailing for ¥60,900 (Approx. $691 USD), it is now available at Doo-Bop.
Do you think about me.......
This song puts me in that place I try not to visit often. I go back to 2 years ago, when I thought I was solid. I've only had maybe 2 girls in my life, besides my mother, that have actually affected me. I admit to myself now, that really 19 is too young to think your in love with a person, but how do you know then. When we started, we assumed we would take over the world together. That was until we took eachother over instead. We lost ourselves, so much so that the only way out was some painful shit. We broke eachothers hearts, and I never bothered to pick up the pieces. Which is why I always tell girls when they try to talk to me, I'm not going on the serious shit for a long time. I don't think I'm built for that type of thing. I work better alone. But that doesn't mean I don't stil wonder with all the what if's....and if she ever thinks about me, like I think about her.....
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Yellow Light it......
Make sure you check out the homie C.Rich performing live @ The Funky Buddha , New Years Day!!! Until than, here's a new joint to hold you guys over
Vampires come out at night.....
2010 is around the corner. Isn't that crazy? Like just look at that number, 2010. Needless to say the future is here. We've got so much in front of us these days that its hard to appreciate things. But the world has changed, and so have we. Its hard to say whether or not its for better or worse yet. I keep seeing a little bit of both in the mix. I'm thankful everyday for the gifts god has given me. My family, their health and mine. My friends, and my music. I gotta love these things daily because I don't know if theirs going to be a tomorrow. I only know today, so I gotta make it count. With Purple, I'm trying to capture these daily trips, the journey. So far its been going good, the songs I've written are some of my best yet and I just recorded one of them the other night. "Vampires" is an incredible record. Shout out to Ms.Lynette for the feature. This song is St.Elsewhere, somewhere between the genres I found something. Between that and "Sky Blue Diamonds" and "Purple" and a slew of other joints that I think are gonna be amazing, this thing is gonna be kuuuuuush. Yea, we going hard in 2010. Let's start the next decade off right. Love the future.....now, what are we doing for NY's?
Perfection.....
My post from "What Men & Women Think"
Relationships are pretty much a serious of compromises from the time one of us says to the other "I want to be with you and you alone". Never mind the other pussy calling, or the dick that was on her cell phone last week, from there its just the two of you. You've settled, found your match and at that moment, this person, makes your happier than any play thing could. So you play house, and settle in. Movie nights, dinner dates, dancing, poetry reading, jazz clubs, great sex (obviously) all becomes the new agenda. You two don't even see anything going on outside the bubble you've created and why should you. Who else do you need but the company of someone who you consider the better half..."you complete me" word to Jerry. It's amazing, its fantastic. It feels like La, Ny, summertime chi!! It feels....perfect....and then you wake up.
He sneezes on you and farts at the same time. Part of you laughs. She uses your bathroom and it doesn't smell like roses, part of you laughs. The other parts of your start noticing that smear marks on the Mona Lisa. Slowly but surely this person becomes human to you. He goes to the club with his people and comes back popped. Part of you understands. She goes to the club with her girls and comes back popped, part of you understands. It begins with the small things and eventually you’re coming to grips with the fact that maybe your not Jay and Beyonce. This is where things get the rockiest. See, the problem withAmerica America
The problem is most people don't make it past this realization and begin to go find perfection elsewhere, or perceived perfection: Some girl with a fatter ass and a cuter smile, or some guy who can bench 300. Then, in the revolving door that is relationships, we see that person do a 360 and realize their not what we thought they were either. It’s like a drug that has you in the street naked as hell at 3 in the morning holding your dick looking for a fix that was a good as the first one (not that I've ever been out at 3 in the morning. naked.) But we fail to realize that perfection doesn't exist. People lose out on so much, trying to chase it down. What’s that saying "Don't leave the one you love, for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for one they love"? I probably fucked it all up but the point is its true as fuck. By the time you realized you fucked up its too late for both of you to get it back. Then you’re just sad and shit. Depressed, listening to Kid Cudi records. (Even though I fuck with that album)
Here's the thing, my outlook is that no ones and nothing is perfect. I stopped striving for perfection when it came to relationships. Not my life, or my passion (I WILL get everything I want out of this life) but in relationships because people aren't flawless. We're flawed, greatly. That doesn't mean we can't strive for better, but that also doesn't mean don't go chasing waterfalls when the ocean is what made you happy in the first place. I've come to expect it, in fact I prefer it. I find comfort not just in what makes a woman desirable, but her flaws as well, that what makes us unique(or crazy or sexy, feel free to substitute words their). That also shows me I'm not the only human in the building, and I appreciate that.
Men and women when dealing with each other are crazy as hell. Neither understands the other, and it doesn't help that when we fuck(With) each other we expect the other person to turn into that video model (even though these days their easier to come by) or r&b singer and the world will magically fall into place. As soon as we realize the other person is a real human we bolt for the next rather than understanding that real "Love"(I'm hesitant to use that word, not really a fan) is a long, long war in which victories and losses occur all the time. Its messy, confusing, depressing, wild, sexy, random, fucked up, fucking great, great fucking , sloppy, unorganized, flawed...and all we can do is hold on and hope we hit Happy. Because honestly, I'd rather be happy, then perfect. Honestly, perfect is boring as fuck. But that's just me. Outy5000.
He sneezes on you and farts at the same time. Part of you laughs. She uses your bathroom and it doesn't smell like roses, part of you laughs. The other parts of your start noticing that smear marks on the Mona Lisa. Slowly but surely this person becomes human to you. He goes to the club with his people and comes back popped. Part of you understands. She goes to the club with her girls and comes back popped, part of you understands. It begins with the small things and eventually you’re coming to grips with the fact that maybe your not Jay and Beyonce. This is where things get the rockiest. See, the problem with
The problem is most people don't make it past this realization and begin to go find perfection elsewhere, or perceived perfection: Some girl with a fatter ass and a cuter smile, or some guy who can bench 300. Then, in the revolving door that is relationships, we see that person do a 360 and realize their not what we thought they were either. It’s like a drug that has you in the street naked as hell at 3 in the morning holding your dick looking for a fix that was a good as the first one (not that I've ever been out at 3 in the morning. naked.) But we fail to realize that perfection doesn't exist. People lose out on so much, trying to chase it down. What’s that saying "Don't leave the one you love, for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for one they love"? I probably fucked it all up but the point is its true as fuck. By the time you realized you fucked up its too late for both of you to get it back. Then you’re just sad and shit. Depressed, listening to Kid Cudi records. (Even though I fuck with that album)
Here's the thing, my outlook is that no ones and nothing is perfect. I stopped striving for perfection when it came to relationships. Not my life, or my passion (I WILL get everything I want out of this life) but in relationships because people aren't flawless. We're flawed, greatly. That doesn't mean we can't strive for better, but that also doesn't mean don't go chasing waterfalls when the ocean is what made you happy in the first place. I've come to expect it, in fact I prefer it. I find comfort not just in what makes a woman desirable, but her flaws as well, that what makes us unique(or crazy or sexy, feel free to substitute words their). That also shows me I'm not the only human in the building, and I appreciate that.
Men and women when dealing with each other are crazy as hell. Neither understands the other, and it doesn't help that when we fuck(With) each other we expect the other person to turn into that video model (even though these days their easier to come by) or r&b singer and the world will magically fall into place. As soon as we realize the other person is a real human we bolt for the next rather than understanding that real "Love"(I'm hesitant to use that word, not really a fan) is a long, long war in which victories and losses occur all the time. Its messy, confusing, depressing, wild, sexy, random, fucked up, fucking great, great fucking , sloppy, unorganized, flawed...and all we can do is hold on and hope we hit Happy. Because honestly, I'd rather be happy, then perfect. Honestly, perfect is boring as fuck. But that's just me. Outy5000.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
I use to have a Bulls jacket........
Official Add-2 "Starter Jacket" video by PreciseMinds/Tori Boyd from Add-2 on Vimeo.
ADD-2 "Starter Jacekt"
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Until I wake up....
Until I wake up....
Has anyone ever told you you were beautiful before.
Because you seem not realize it.
Maybe I'm late, and you've heard it a million times.
Along with a million corny ass lines.
Fine.
I'll spare you the running away with my heart references.
If you'll give me yours for a second.
I promise I want drop it.
Or lose it.
I have one of my own but I forgot how to use it.
Its been a while since I read the instructions.
Told myself never to rush in.
Head first.
Bed Next.
Great Sex.
Then attempt to forget.
How it felt to feel like I wasn't alone.
In a world where my hat is my home
I can't seem to find my fitted.
Maybe its you.
Beautiful.
Gorgeous, heart so enormous that you have a little to spare.
I tell myself remember to care.
Because you make me want too.
What'd Dylan use to say, "I want you"
I wasn't meant to lose you.
We were meant to win., Let me give you the world.
But then, I can only afford the city.
Bare with me, let me hold your hand until we're sixty.
Whisper words in your ear, for jokes only we know.
Never let go of my hand rose, that's word to young Leo.
But we're two taurus's.
Unsure as to what that means, but it can't be right.
Bullheaded, impatient, but fuck it we still good.
Great minds think alike and we know what feels good.
Know what's bad for us, but also know that we still would.
No regrets except mistakes we'd fix if we still could.
Your perfect.
In every form of the word.
The thesaurus has like 50 of em.
Superb.
Aces.
They need to a put a camera wherever your face is.
Frame it.
Let's recreate our future.
Like what you wanna name it?
Whoa. Pause.
As much as I love you and your flaws, let's slow down things.
Well luv, I think I finally figure out what all of it means
To let go, with those words and what all of it brings.
After all, I think your honestly the one in my dreams.
That is....
Until I wake up....
Thinkers thoughts....
“Self-respect is the root of discipline: The sense of dignity grows with the ability to say no to oneself.”
- fellow thinker
Abraham Joshua Heschel,
When Dre met Gaga....
Dr.Dre & Lady Gaga promoting both Gaga's New Album along with the headphones they collaborated on.
I personally think that picture is hilarious. But also, it shows how, in just the last year Lady Gaga has become an artist to note/ She's an amazing performer, songwriter, and all around artist. She is the full definition of St.Elsewhere. TO ME, She's on her way to being the Madonna of our time, but she'd probably prefer to be called the 1st Lady Gaga. Love.The.Future. Yea, I fucks w/her if you didn't peep that...
Monday, November 23, 2009
Well krafted love stories......
MSTRKRFT – Featuring John Legend from vincent haycock on Vimeo.
MSTRKRFT ft John Legend "Heartbreakers"
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Just my thoughts.....
"Let's run away from the world. Somewhere on the floor. Somewhere we can be. Like we don't care anymore. Wherever we are. We don't wanna leave. The Wildest Things. Are all we can be. We just get lost inside the music. -Beware the wild things.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Redefine your "vacations......
From Cool Hunter:Just as luxury resort group Six Senses was ahead of the curve with its sexy castaway fantasy resort in the Maldives, Soneva Fushi, Six Senses Destination Spa Phuket is a spa fantasy that lasts for days, even weeks, depending how long you want to stay. We only had four days but that was enough time to understand why this destination spa is so popular, it goes way beyond pampering. The experience starts as soon as you arrive of the private island of Naka Yai, just of the north-east coast of Phuket in Phang Nga Bay. There’s no lobby, no queues, just walk up the postcard perfect jetty and head straight for the spa for an extensive assessment.
I promise. I'll take plenty of pictures for you.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Sky Blue Thoughts......
The view from DubaiAmbition is a hell of a drug word to Rick James. Lol, here we are once again. Somewhere between the past and the future, trying to figure it all out before IT smacks me in the face. So far, things have been going good, but good can always turn to better. I spend most of my days working to reach that point, but the funny thing is, I won't know until I'm there. During my last interview Jamall asked me "when will you know your on." I told him I honestly couldn't tell him until I reach that point. I want to be great, I want to help change the world. Theirs so much that I want to do while I'm good and alive out here because tomorrow isn't promised. I guess the best way to start is to make something great for you to listen to. I want to make a project with great songs, not hit singles, that's what -AIR RAID- was for. -Purple- is going to be an entirely different type of beast. The songs I'm writing for this project are closer to my heart, just my confessions hoping their not alone out here. I want to make records you guys will remember years from now. Songs that require more than 1 listen, in fact these joints are going to require you wear out the tape. Lol, I told you man...ambitions a bitch. Gift/Curse type deal but I love it. I'm pushing myself towards St.Elsewhere, I'm just glad you guys are rolling with me on this journey. I'm in a good space right now, and I'm working to get to a great one. New Music, Shooting a video to "The Shining" and a project that I think is going to be amazing. Spark Up.
In this crazy world.....
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I can still count on The Daily Show....Lol.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
1 Year ago.....
This moment was priceless. Of all the video blogs I keep on the youtube page this one is one of the most important. I was beyond happy to catch this moment man. Dope as hell. To say I was in grant park when he got elected is incredible because it was a day none of us are ever gonna forget. To sit in the park with 100'000s of people from all over the world to celebrate his election. Their was a energy in chicago that can't be described, which is why I had to capture this shit on video.. Now its been a year since the man won, and while he hasn't saved the world, he's started the process of trying to take us in a better direction. I still believe in him and hope and change. Love the future.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Spark up #1......
Started Recording songs for -Purple- on Friday. Back in the studio on Tuesday. We got some heatrock I tell you....Heatrock.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
The Beautiful Ones.....
I just really love this picture. Amerie Ftw.I've never seen you before.
Rare words in a space so familiar.
This must be your song.
Because you move like they made it for you.
I've been here before.
Ready to scream what the hell
In the sight of an angel.
Missing you before I even know you.
Words you've heard a million times before.
Escape before I have the chance to hold them in.
What's your name.
Where's your man.
Here's a ring
Where's your hand.
Moving too fast but the world is moving faster.
I suppose before we dive in.
There are things I could ask you.
Like do you believe in shooting stars.
Love at first sight.
Nights that become days
And Days that last forever.
Could you believe that your everything I ever wanted
and nothing I ever expected.
All in the same glance.
I've heard the stories they tell about you.
That you rip hearts from their homes.
Bring them to the unknown
and the leave them.
Everytime. The Beautiful Ones hurt you.
Everytime.
But then you've heard the same about me and mine.
So who I am to judge.
When we could settle for the bar.
Whispers in your ear, but the music is much louder.
The drinks are much stronger.
Than either of us.
So do we leave it at lust.
Or reach for more than life promises.
You are heaven sent after all.
And although my arms are to short to box with god
I'll settle for the feel.
of an angel.
Words from the G.O.A.T........
I saw this on Sakiya and figured they were all worth posting...
Muhammad Ali
Muhammad Ali
“When you are as great as I am, it is hard to be humble.”
“At home I am a nice guy: but I don’t want the world to know. Humble people, I’ve found, don’t get very far.”
“I am America. I am the part you won’t recognize, but get used to me. Black, confident, cocky – my name, not yours. My religion, not yours. My goals, my own. Get used to me.”
“Friendship… is not something you learn in school. But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven’t learned anything.”
“I’m the most recognized and loved man that ever lived cuz there weren’t no satellites when Jesus and Moses were around, so people far away in the villages didn’t know about them.”
“It isn’t the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it’s the pebble in your shoe.”
“Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even.”
“Silence is golden when you can’t think of a good answer.”
“My way of joking is to tell the truth. That’s the funniest joke in the world.”
“All I want now is to be a nice, clean gentleman. I’ve proved my point. Now I’m going to set an example for all the nice boys and girls. I’m through talking.”
Monday, October 26, 2009
Where the wild things are.......
We all know I'm not a movie critic. Just a dude with an opinion about stuff I'm passionate about. With that said, I thought this movie was perfect. I read the book a thousand times when I was a kid. It's as ingrained in my childhood as Michael Jackson and Goose Bumps. I remember the story being like 10 pages or something with 8 sentences. When I heard they were making a movie, I wondered if it was gonna be a short or some shit because how do you get more than 10 minutes from 10 pages. With that said, Spike Jonze and co snapped. The movie is perfect in that it takes from those pages and builds perfectly around them. Theirs little dialog throughout the film but the imagery and the music is enough to evoke those emotions we all feel when we're little kids. Loneliness, nervousness, fear, reckless I don't give a fuck type feelings..and an imagination. Its funny I'm a grown ass man and still I connect with what this movie is trying to do. Spike Jonze said he wasn't trying to make a kids movie, but make a movie about being a kid. In a modern world where nothing is perfect and all we have is our imaginations to help us out. In the movie, each of monsters embody a different feeling, anger, nervousness, fun, fuckery, ect.. Like max, we need all of these feelings to survive in this world. To connect to something more real inside of us than what goes on in the world around us. We need to be our own versions of The Wild Things, and this movie puts them on display for all of us. I think its ingenious. and Sunny started crying, so I guess she'll second that. Lol.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Well.....Here we are.....Purple sessions....
I'm excited. Looking forward to my tomorrows and counting my blessings. To everyone who's supported me and my music so far, thank you. For giving me and mine a chance to be seen and heard. You guys keep me going when the world is telling me pack it up and go home. Fuck that. lol. A lot of good things have been coming my way lately and the music I'm making now is some of the best I've been making. Words like growth, and progress pop into my head here. True enough, I have grown as a man and an artist. Me and the crew have been through so much, from the time I dropped -WHERE ANYTHING GOES V1- to dropping -AIR RAID.- I've met incredible people, done some incredible things and all signs only point to it getting better. What's bogus is as usual, when everything begins to look up, I start second guessing myself and wondering if I'm good enough, for what I want to do, for this girl on my phone, for my family and lastly for you guys. See, I've grown to realize that nothing is perfect even when all signs point to the opposite. Its all just part of the journey.
It's at this point I'm at right now. While the last projects I released were all compiled from songs I'd been working on and holding for over 2 years. This one is all new material. Fresh music from my most recent thoughts and experiences. And seeing as this has been one of my most incredible years, it only fits for the music to be just as incredible. I'm excited for you guys to hear it. This project isn't about introducing myself, or putting out hot songs. Its about making great songs and hoping you guys connect with me like I connect with you. -Purple- so far is shaping to be incredible, my thought process for this project is simple, I'm just trying to capture the journey. Spark Up.
A picture says 1000 words....
From Cool Hunter:Minjae Lee is a young South Korean artist whose work expresses a semi-disturbing inner tension that is tough to ignore, even if you feel that you'd like to. It draws you in with its powerful colors, halting imagery and clever juxtaposition of beauty, innocence and fragility with brash, loud and aggressive.
Much Better than "Big Ass Chain"
From Hypebeast:Maintaining a playful yet subversive approach to jewelry design, Chrishabana has garnered wide acclaim throughout the industry for its brand of gothic jewelry pieces. For fall/winter, the New York-based company work up a wide selection of designs, including earrings, cuffs, and necklaces. All are now available via Oak NYC.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Kanye West - We were once a fairytale....
Ok so watching this video for the first time, I was amazed, disgusted, confused and inspired all at the same time, which is the mark of good art in my book. The "Spike Jonze" joint is definitely a creative visual and a look into Kanye's psyche. (Even though this is a parody) The mini-film is sad and kind of heartbreaking, I picture the big homies empty life. I think the main moral of the film is the killing of ones inner demons. Getting rid of the things that terrorize us and make us crazy. While these things do serve as a creative force (I definitely have made more music because of my demons than my angels.) They sometimes can cause us to lose ourselves in them. I think this was a dope way to present it. Kind of genius. Or maybe I read to deep into these things.....
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