Friday, July 30, 2010

Riding the Wave of Passion




This photo... Thought-provoking as it is gorgeous...





“Spontaneity is only a term for man's ignorance of the gods”
-Samuel Butler

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Here Comes Connie.



Why my father shows a blatant disregard to basic reading skills and calls him "Connie" , I will never know, but for the sake of a good laugh...
Much to every music enthusiast and asshole's delight, Kanye West has joined Twitter. And without shame or fear of judgement, I will be among the masses that follow him.



Random rudeness of the day... Really? It's one thing to have a sense of humor, but I think this is just a tad bit disrespectful. And the white girl wearing it, is she supposed to be racially ambiguous (lol) so to take some of the sting off the slogan? Nice marketing... Smh.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Good Vibes..




...And today's song is "For Your Love" -Slik'd, After the worst day ever yesterday, I've had a series of WONDERFUL events happen today. This song keeps playing in my head, so I must have someone on the brain... Hmmmmmm. It makes me think of middle school, when you had that first crush, passing notes and shit... The good ol' days, long gone.

Check out Slik'd at:
slikd.bandcamp.com/

Saturday, July 24, 2010

"...&& when the sun rises"

Everytime I hear this song I just... Idk. It's one of those songs that sends that all-knowing chill down your spine, followed by a stream of suppressed thoughts, which leads to... nevermind. "Don't hide the truth from yourself, it's you that I love and protect."

The Waiting Game




I'm going through my iTunes, and I get to "I'll Just Wait" by Paloma Faith... this song resonates my thoughts to the fucking tee. I'm SO TIRED of waiting. I'm an impatient person by nature. My daddy is a quick-tempered hot head, and my mom is nonchalant and aggressive with a bad temper... Not to mention, I'm a cancer, which means I'm passionate ab everything I do. And you know what, I'm tired of being passionate and caring to people who couldn't give less of a fuck. I'm tired of pointing out the obvious to the self-inflicted blind. I can't do it anymore. My time is precious, and I will not continue to waste it.

Blown As Possible.



You know, you never realize someone's true thoughts or real intentions until they say something slick... Not sarcastic, but something they just slip in the convo to fill it, but hope that you don't catch on to... I was on the receiving end of one of those convo's today... Quote: "I've been looking for a singer that looks as good as you..." Any simpleton would've seen this as a compliment, but of course, not I. I was kinda offended, so I asked, "why do looks matter?" To which he replied "Say I do a song with you, and I want you to perform with me somewhere, people react to good looking artists better" I was disgusted. I mean, hear is this dude that's an amateur talking to me like he's a record exec! WTF?! Who do you think you are to have that kind of mindset? Right now you should be grateful for ANYONE that wants to drop a note for you. I hate listening to popular music for that very reason... The music industry focuses too much on a "look" rather than talent. If they did their jobs, there would be no Ciara (unless she was a dancer) , no Ashanti, etc... Why? Bc they're ASS. It's been proven. They just look good. I mean, if the product sucks, you ATLEAST have to make it look good. Which leads me to believe that you're not confident in your music if you have to rely on someone's looks to market it... But that's just my opinion... So, he probably ruined the chance of ever getting a note from me.. I have no tolerance for ignorance... Ungrateful ass.

...on Repeat.



Everybody has what I guess is their "summer" playlist, and for the current moment, mine has been Jay West's "Drugs && Candy." I downloaded this tape like 2mos ago, and gave it a listen, but I guess I forgot ab it... until now. Good shit... Catchy, racy, meaningful lyrics, interesting samples, collabs with one of my loves (Hollyweerd's the Dreamer) and new talent (Marian Mereba)... what's not to like? Unless you're looking for that hard-core ignorance... You won't find that. Lo siento. But to try something new, Download here:
http://usershare.net/448wtb6mc849

El Verano




As much as I would like to say that this has been the best summer of my life... It hasn't been. In all honesty, it's probably been one of the worst. Reality hit me hard, right in the fucking kisser, and I'm still icing my bruise... Anyways, all violins aside, I've learned my lessons and moving on... and blogging. lol

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Ms. James



I'm no stranger to Ms. James && her uhhhhhh interesting voice. lol Not saying she can't sing, it's just so, unconventional. Definitely not what I was expecting from her. Anyway, it isn't her voice that intrigues me the most, it's that monstrous hair of hers! Even before I "went natural" per se, I always wondered, "Is all that really hers?" I mean, it's so... BIG... && BOISTEROUS... && BIG! lol Now I admit, I'm weave/wig retarded. Some bitches have been fooling me for years! But I'm really curious ab this one, does she just have a helluva lot of hair or a helluva lot of weave? I never understood the hair on top of hair thing... Ain't that shit hot? I would think so... Oh well, I guess it ain't for everybody... to each, their own.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Narcs for Breakfast.



It's 2am... && while I was on yet another one of my random music binges, I found a mixtape entitled "Cocaine and Waffles" . I downloaded it bc of the name, yes, but something ab it struck me. As one of those comedians said [Will Ferrell or his cohort], the two aren't a very good combo lol It made me think, me && all of my uhhhhhh... idek what the fuck to call em, desirables, are just like this. We're always at on two different levels, working at two different speeds, && striving for two different goals. I mean no matter how nice it may seem to be high on coke && eat waffles, no good can come of it. The same goes for guys, in my case anyway. No matter how good it feels to late night text, have a decent convo, be in the presence of, or even fuck some of em, the shit just wasn't mean to work. The lesson from this: don't expect to have stimulants && breakfast food without vomiting or shitting after the fact... *shrugs*
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