In Retrospect...

Like any kid born in the mid 80's Kid 'n Play were my idols.. I had the high top fade and said def as much as possible.. When I went to dance parties I even did the dance (you know the house party dance.. kick kick drop spin)... And as much as a nerd as I was I let Kid go when he spelled Dik wrong.. But I will not forgive Mr. Reid for this.. Saw this on Vh1 and then had to post after I saw it on Crunk and Disorderly .. Enjoy this mess and then relive the good old days directly below..

Stole this from MickBoogie's Blog Spot

Apparently for the whole month of April MTV will be re-airing Yo MTV raps which excites me like no other.. This was one of my favorite shows as a young'en as the rest of you were rocking He Man I was getting this on.. I still remember being dumb young and confused with the Dr.Dre's.. Does anyone remember Who's the Man? and why has no one called Ed Lover with his hard talking self for his blonde doo back in the day.. Ha Whatever Later homes...

The Idea of Tomorrow is a false thought

"The future you have today wont be the same as the future you had tomorrow"

What are the true thoughts on fate and the consequences of all your actions.. When acting do think of how that may affect everything that may happen in the future of your life.. What are you doing to make your life better today so that tomorrow is on point?.. This is what I think of everyday when I wake up.. So as I fight through the bs and monotony of the every day struggle I realize its all for a greater cause.. to be the best that I can be.. to be the... thats right the black power ranger... later homes..

Bringing Back my Childhood

Myspace Cross Post.. Fuck a Holiday

Fuck a Valentine's Day.. Well not really I just thought that would get some attention.. I know its been a while but Ive been concentrating on the other site and doing life things.. By the way please check GOD LOVES UGLY I think its a pretty dope site and if you read this you may also.. Life has been pretty weird lately but good i feel like things have been working in my favor and turning around for me... Ive moved out of the roommate situation into my own situation and eventhough my landlord is shady my apartment is pretty dope.. My commute is less than my walk to the train station used to be and my neighborhood is dope.. It always smells like Portugese food... Ive stopped worrying about the past and have been concentrating on the future making plans to fulfill the dreams I had when I was younger while letting go of the childish fantasies and delusions that everything will work out the way I always thought it would.. See I think Ive entered my time of growth... That period in life where you start to shed the shit that held you back as a youth.. Ive stopped caring about the things I cant control or the people I cant touch bases with.. Its been rough trying to realize that some times you need to just let go but I guess you learn that.. Also my work situation is kind of crazy now.. I worked in the industry of music and realized quickly I dont belong there.. Not saying I couldnt make it there because I am currently doing quite well.. its just I realized aside from a few its the shadiest place Ive ever been.. With the shadiest people that ever existed.. Every one at some point is taking advantage of someone else and usually the ones with the talent end up getting the shortest end of the stick.. I remember thinking that the current downtrend in music is the artist fault for lack of creativity or lack of drive but I realized that the true artist have given up on this thing we call hip hop.. They have no chance of survival and to tell the truth I hope it crashes and burns.. That will be the only way they can revamp it.. Sometimes they say the cream rises to the top but in this case the cream is stomped and drained... Thats not even the major issue Ive encountered the major one is the fact that people cant leave the spotlight or leave their place when the light goes out.. You cant imagine the amount of "independents" hanging on based on the fact that they know someone famous or were down with some click... These people are usurping everything that is holy from music and continue to rob you of what we like to call artistry.. But at least there is an end in sight through the connections or whatever you want to call it I made at work I was offered an opportunity to learn from the best on Wall St. They are sponsoring me and putting me through the classes to help me along the way but its interesting how life works.. one day you are hoping for that change and the next day that change is there.. Ive never had the best of luck but it seems like time is changing.. Which brings me to my opening statement as much as things change a lot stays the same or worsens my mood for these holidays have become more reluctant to particapate and my need of someone to spend this ish with actually leads me to feel sick.. The person whos is my Valentine I was the last option.. (ehh yea i know) Im not offended but I realized that I didnt even know it was Valentines day until she called me complaining of not having one.. The ironic part is I asked her because she was the most logical choice.. Shes the only person I think I like enough to buy some bullshit for.. ( I probably sound horrible but realize its 514am and I have work at 12pm until tomorrow at this time so Im a little peeved Im awake..) Well anyway in closing I have some reccomendations for you.. Go see "There Will Be Blood" and "Persepolis".. saw the first one and was in awe of how awesome it was and how much it embodies American Greed and Capitalism and the second one Im looking for a theatre to see it this weekend being its one of my favorite books and something people who have any view on Iranians should see.. Dont believe what the media force feeds you... Do some research.. If at the end of this month in this leap year you are free on the 29th come to the showcase at Raprehersal in Philly... and check out some music.. I love Yesterdays String Quartet and Blu gotta run my boss is here... later homes... oh yea fuck a myspace.. fuck afacebook.. go outside..

One of my new Favorite songs...

This song is ill.. I imagine it playing when Im at work sometimes and then I play it...

I also like this song..

It reminds me of Poison

Are you fucking my lady?

Haha probably... I tend to do that sometimes...

I guess Im addicted

This video is cool but kind of corny though... but more so the song is just .. yea..

A Fucking Complex.. Seriously?

I think Im starting to get a complex.. Well not one or two but maybe three... It all has to do with Hip Hop, Work, and Social Status.. See working in hip hop and entertainment you realize what money really is and looks like... See people dont mind flaunting it and showing that they have it.. Not only that most of the money I see is the younger crowd the ones who are really spending it... The colors I see, Patterns, and floss, its ridiculous.. And then there is me in the corner dressed in the same thing I wore last week working 80 hours a week and hoping the rip in my jeans and hoodie don't expand.. Seeing kids like Rich Hill and some dude Spot, Watching people your age with money and shit with things you never imagined.. Like actually seeing people with body guards and butlers.. Its hard to adjust.. Also you begin to feel your position and your place.. You begin to realize how far you really have to go in the world just to touch certain things.. Its gotten bad man.. See I grew up in NYC Shaolin to be exact and style was never a big thing we rocked jeans hoodies and vests.. timbs and lumberjacks.. We werent dirty but this color shit wasnt for us most of the people I know still dont do this whole thing so imagine my surprise as I'm walking down 5th ave and I catch myself at Lacoste buying an 85 dollar shirt thats some sky blue.. I feel like I lost my mind.. And I know this whole 80's baby thing has something to do with it but I feel as if that generation skipped me by.. I really dont get this style trend thats big now.. Nor do I understand where culture is going.. Sometimes I embrace this hipster movement but at other times I catch myself hoping that Duck Down blows again.. Or hoping that people even like Lupe disappear.. I guess in the end it all comes down to economics.. I grew up in a home where we couldnt afford this shit and was taught it was a waste of money when there was so much other shit to do with money.. We didnt spend 100 dollars on sneakers in a year let alone on a pair.. and we got clothes twice maybe three times per year.. School Clothes, Easter Clothes, and Christmas as we got older and wanted that instead of toys and games... We were taught to shop economically like more hoodies and long sleeve shirts than jeans.. Two pairs of sneakers a year a spring/summer white shoe, and a fall/winter black shoe... For some reason these lessons stuck with me.. I remember the first pair of sneakers I bought for over a hundred dollars a pair of flights like four years ago.. and believe me I still own them shits.. They are in my work locker now for when I go to the gym after work.. But I catch myself self conscious about my attire, about my frugal idea of what something should cost, and how much I am willing to spend on each.. Ive begun to understand the differences in fabrics, textures, and quality, but all that shit still only seems like a cut above what you can get at any retailer.. I dunno man maybe it jealousy, envy, want, or longing for that thing you wanted since being a child.. Never had a pair of Jordans so now when I see them I want to buy them but at the same time I remember that two kicks for 89 is a better deal.. This leads me to believe I will always be a social outcast, the one who doesnt make it because he'd rather go to Vegas then buy some new jeans... But I catch myself daily looking in the boutiques on the way to work waking in and browsing before running out in a fit of common sense.. I dunno maybe Im just not that guy maybe I wasnt meant to be this way.. I think this is what separates me from most in my generation.. Whereas I like Lupe I'd prefer Doom.. Im more of a backpacker.. Actually I never am without it, or my headphones, or my hoodie.. I dunno this is no disrespect to the flamboyant 80s babies out there, "The Cool Crowd".. I just realized I am a product of my borough, my parents, my economic situation.. If you remember the 90's WuTang flossed but not like the other boroughs we were the gritty poor borough..
later homes.. On My Eric Benet Shit