Sunday, December 28, 2008

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p.s. I don't love'em...but gimme a Queen any day...Big shouts to my dude Keenan for this one... Ese pa'mi mujeres hermosas... Cultura Profetica "De Antes"


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Friday, December 26, 2008

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The first is an ode to my family... Somos negros...Somos blancos...pero somos Cubanos....

Afro Cuban Jazz Suite by Chico O'Farrill performed by the Chico O'Farrill AFJO in Calle 54 a movie by Fernando Trueba
from "Calle 54"
Chico O'Farrill - director; Arturo O'Farrill - piano; Michael Mossman, Jim Seeley, Matt Hilgenberg, Jon Owens - trumpet; Richard Perry - alto saxophone; Marshall McDonald - alto saxophone, clarinet; Peter Brainin, Mike Migliore - tenor saxophone, clarinet; Maximilian Schweiger - baritone saxophone; Rick Stepton, "Papo" Vázquez, Sam Burtis - trombone; Jack Jeffers - bass trombone; Andy González - bass; Joe González - bongos, percussion; Rolando Guerrero - congas; Horacio "El Negro" Hernández - drums.



THE Miles Davis also performed a rendition of this...look that up--def a jewel..

The latter is "Stop Look Listen" by Styles P, Termanology, and Q-Tip...def a classic!


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The Ranting of a Madd Man (Soap Boxx) SO You Know What I Hate???

I don't like liver...I don't like being indecisive...

Confidence is usually mistaken for its' twin--Arrogance...And this is was what I hate...

Life is troublesome enough without this so why would I make that a part of my life? I admit, I've mistakenly been called this and it doesn't bother me..but what I don't understand is how people will make you to be the bad guy when you're trying to do things RIGHT for a change....I don't proclaim to know all the answers but sometimes you got to let people know that hey--I"M HUMAN GET OFF MY BACK! If what i do isn't for you--you surmise the rest...

Also, what's with all the whispering?! "Grown-ups" do that?? No--didn't think so....

Lastly, and probably most importantly, BE YOURSELF! We always tell people "Be yourself," "Do you"...etc. yet people just won't stick to their script...I don't care what you do/don't know!? If you are someone I consider a friend, I do so because I CHOOSE to...not under the condition we have EVERYTHING in common...differences is what gives life color..so paint your own picture...don't write because you think its cool or hang with me because of something you THINK you know about me...Character...think about it...

P.P.S. I'm tired of you posers! People that "fake the funk" whether its in appearance, word, deed and especially writers....I'm very grateful for this gift so please...put the pen down...close the book..put your ish on pause and really cultivate your craft..spend some time with her..finesse it.....

Maybe it's not for me to understand...but it is duly noted..

808's n Heartbreak...Paranoid...



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Thursday, December 25, 2008

Christmas Edition..

Merry Christmas to everyone! We always talk about the things we buy/get during this time but I encourage you all to find out what this season really means to you, and to be grateful for another holiday season...

Two post...first things first...just a Lil' something old with something new...A friend recently asked me to post something romantic and something necessary....so bear with me...

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What is it that you do to me? Truthfully, would it be rude of me to...Let me go back and rephrase--Do you know how you amaze and tingle my senses? Since this beautiful thing called You walked into my life you've awaken my natural senses. My taste has been reborn with your kiss and my hands have felt nothing like your skin before. I implore your touch to the point my skin cries for your friction, and not to mention the sweet smell of your natural fragrance. My eyes have been enlightened by your bright smile--once blind now i can see every (thing) so clearly. All these, so keen separately, but together could be mind boggling. I imagine toying with the tantalizing temptation of tampering with your tender temple 'til your magnificent members quiver making you quickly moan for more of my careful touch. Rush not--but let me gratify every need and want you posses and caress your worries to oblivion. It seems as if eternity has passed since our last embrace and somehow I feel as if something is missing. May i touch the sweet spot of your mind and lick the clitoris of your medulla...penetrate the left side of your mind and kiss the deep of your right--Mentally orgasmic or the possibility of all these stay on my mind constantly. Crushing convulsions of conversation have left me well-spent. Let me lay next to the moon and cover our bare naked minds in a blanket of stars-to think thoughts 'til we flow past Mars, my Venus...between your legs is the Milky Way and my tongue reminiscent to the Big Dipper. I look forward to your heavy meteor shower....Sleep--
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This was something i wrote some time ago...but has been something I've wanted to post for some time now...Listen...

Sistah..
why do
you cry through
those mahogany-
stained windows we call eyes....
Hair--tight curls
black
out-stretched like fists in the air....
smile
all the while...
the world is in the midst of despair...
Disperse those sweet vibes of goodness
and the innocence of a child...
Truthful
Humble
Meek not weak...
pure and undefiled...

Mothah..
the gentle, patient, strong..
stern and soulful-being...
superwoman
in nature
but her heart is her Kryptonite...
not knowing what was stirring for nine...
who'd have thought she would have three...
stair steps leading to greatness each kissed..
by the sun
blessed by the Creator...
eyes
filled with mystery..
their lips..
like oracles, spit revelations..
through childhood misery comes sunshine..
foreign and naive
but out of darkness--the Sun flows in...
open...
...these...
.....weak minds to accept the words i speak...

Bruhvahs...
Why we killin' each others...
kids
boys future's...
daddy's lives...
trying to get to the front..
just for a knife in our backsides..
some churches teaching blasphemin'
instead of hope when we backslide..
with guns on our waistlines..
a 34 with a .38 caliber...
with more than street dreams
sad, most won't live to see 28 so they sit on them..
evil lurkin...pockets hurtin'..
not knockin' the hustle though..
do what you do to fill your plate..
but do it to ensure your seed's feel your face...
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Gonna leave ya'll with a lil' Lupe and Gemini...FREE CHILLY!!!! lol..Merry Christmas everyone...

...cuz from '09 and beyond...WE ARE ON!!!!
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Friday, December 19, 2008

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Some music from the kick-ass band Taking Back Sunday... this one entitled "MakeDamnSure"



Here is one from Santogold titled "Creator." Her sound is so infectious-you can tell she's making major moves...check it out too..


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Thursday, December 18, 2008

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The Big Easy

Look at the people around us....the officials, well, she said I'm surprised they went to find us....
the city has always set with the steam--
God's veil...underneath filled with a sultry, creole mystique....
Spoken stories of days almost unfamiliar...
Buildings that lust to touch the skies, jealous of their off-spring that blend and stand next to them...
Their faces--creased with family history and weathered by countless tears...
Eyes filled with a fire; burning fiercely from their Mid-nights, Amaretto dusks, Laizze- days...and expecting dawns...
Land pillaged, purchased, walked, crawled, bled, and now these streets sweat from the cauldron below...
The Creator shines his graces from above to chase away the disdain and shadows--though, so close to the fires below...
Santoria, Voodoo and Catholic whisperers utter secrets to things unseen tying to get a glimpse of a better life than the one which exists now...
Chasing away their D'Evils with juice, shooting Patron and a distant brother...
Riding on the rims to reach the skies, with tires wider than an age he may never see...
A price that steep and can't afford the cost...
Lost in the Rhythm & Blues...
the great and meager have listened to their stomachs, followed with their ears, and walked their eyes along her fine, full Ave's...
Curiosity leads them down sticky, moist streets...
Lights and heat, inviting them down into the crevices...inside her...And thrive from those same Johns...
Familiar, their moves unrehearsed, reaching for riches unknown above them...
Quenching their thirst with her particular poison...
Writhing to the beat within her walls-they implore my maturity...
The bust...or purr of my bugle...the breath of my tone and my thick...sultry Boom...
But what attracts them is always the allure--my make up...
A slight twinkle within the gloom of the shade....
Surviving by the mystique...
Johns pumping to my beats and speaking of the Legends or Myths or getting lost in my eyes--though blind...
I know you'heard about me...
Experience.....My Big Easy...

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Here's one off Universal Mind Control by Common featuring Cee-Lo titled "Make My Day"..



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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

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Listen to the Lyrics...and the guitar is OUT OF THIS WORLD....I'm cloud 9'in...

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

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Mr. Williams gives those a lesson on swagger and a blue print to getting out one's dreams...



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NEW!!! (excerpt from book)

I know it's been a while but here is another excerpt from out of the infamous "Book" that I have been slowly writing. Please don't make me feel any worse than what i already do, but in my defense...I DO WRITE...just hasn't been making it to the Blogg lol...
If you don't know, I'm writing a book. NO, not about me--lol--but a fictional urban novel with a hard poetic twist (work with me here, lol).

A Hustler's Prayer

What Happened? I listened to my hunger pains and drown out the screams....sirens yelling...grown men begging for their last breaths...my ears bleed from thoughts of past demons scratching to the surface of my mind. I'm pained by their faces; the irreplaceable monsters. My calloused hands shield my eyes...red...blood-shot...

I drop my face into these rough pillows, allowing me seconds of serenity--
Got to stay up...alert...focused..

My hands can't even make up their mind...These tools of turmoil aren't even consistent; one moment choking bullets from a gun, the next cradling my anguished mind, my weathered face. The equalizer--Paper...currency...money--the root of evil...the thing that most live and die for...or over....

These tired eyes have seen a lot, Lord, maybe too much...So much that the people don't have names, faces hold no identity and names, well, who knows any body's
REAL name anymore?? I remember better things faintly, but it is not my reality, Lord...See, it starts off looking forward. You have your goal, although there's no evidence it exists, only in your mind, seems attainable, something you can realistically reach with work. We trust in you almost the same way...

Between us and that finish line lie many snares, tricks, and traps and our only instructions being
"To trust..."..."to live right..." From here, those looking, longing eyes fall, they lose focus to the crevices and ditches...The path, once being so clear, Lord,disappears before your eyes....your head aches and eyes water from straining for the light you just saw! Just a glimpse of that goal that you KNOW is there and a sliver of daylight for some kind of guidance, Lord...The space is shrinking, the burden of the load--which as been building for some time--is so much heavier with the quick, panicked breaths you take...The bills piling...LORD, my arms ache...my fam struggles to eat...LORD, my legs are buckling...mommy says i gotta be tough--not only to be a man but because she can't afford to stay at home and miss the money for the bills or food--not both....Dammit Lord....

By this time, your knuckles are raw from fighting day-to-day...your back aches from the times you had to flee from danger and your ribs show from malnutrition...muscles; lean and ironically strong although you feel feeble...You scrape your knees on the fall to the ground. The only thing full are your eyes, dilated wide shut from the lack of light and the abundance of tears. With smudged souls and heavy hearts we search for
YOUR face. Made in your image, we look for the familiar features...Please Lord...

These now roughed hands clutch the Earth as the tears painfully fall from our dry eyes...They would rather free-fall into oblivion than witness the pain-the tears...Please Lord...gimme the strength-wait-you notice those are not just your tears...the rain ensues and something on the inside breaks, maybe it is a piece of your sanity or your spirit, but what you
do know there is something gone...and you start to fear-not what you lost, but, rather, what you are to become...

"Padre..."

What does that goal look like anymore? What does that dream look like? When was the last time you ACTUALLY dreamed? Then I ask myself, "...did I have a choice in my own dream?" Who says I have to go through this to get to there--then you embrace the demon...the turn..

"Padre, forgive me for I have sinned..."

Forgive me for the sins yet to come because i don't know when i will be back...or if i will be back...or how i will be when we speak again...but we will...

"Thank you Padre...Gracia'Dios....father-my confession."

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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Blaq Thought...

Another something I wanted to post....Listen...

Blaq shadows dripping off of blaq skin...Dripping blaq puddles...
Making blaq puddles...
Making blaq figures against the warm flames...
....Figures dancing...
While blaq hands clasp blaq figures...
Rubbing..........
Smashing....folding.....
Molding-creating a bond to be tried by the fiery furnace...
Burning desires....
Let me play in your clay...
Your canvas waiting for my dash of color--
ready to mix moods and make Blaq Love....

An Apology...a lil' something new too...

It has been well past due--this response to you love...lol...jk Seriously, it has been a while since I've published a few thoughts....There has been plenty of going on. Plenty of things I were supposed to write such a long time ago, gleeful moments and disappointing ones....slumber and insomnia...

Since the Creator woke me early this morning, I decided to post a few things. I'm working on a new blog spot! It will be something I would like to call "Live-scribe" (yeah, I knew you'd like it ;-) lol) Any and everything I capture-from photos, video, inspirational music, religious...ALL of it will be posted on it..I admit, I've been going through some growing pains and changes and I feel like if I don't expand then I'm doing myself a injustice...



I wrote this while speaking with a great friend...it's always interesting the relationships that come and go within our lives....others come and go with the seasons and although your intentions may be the very best sometimes things don't work out the way they should...No title (Chaos or Truth, maybe??)

Enough of that...Lets get to it....

...Truth?.....what truth?...
Truth is it does not matter....where do we find this lie?
Does it lie beside you?..........or does it lie within?...
Does it lie to your face-a mirror?...
Truth is lies stand...walk, breathe, and feel..
My truth is truth to me because I believe it to be so...So please look past the bruises...
The scars...
The Lashings from my lies...
The welts from whipping myself with truth...
Truthfully, your truth threatens my lies-which is my truth-so lets square-off for truth!...
Arm yourself...close you ears...block your eyes...hold your breath...squeeze the weapons of our prejudice....
Erase the charges...
Release bomb words to the skies and pres the charges...EXPLODE...
cuz' hope floats on barges...
meaning if you flow along-you will only get along..
Dive into the current...
Release our inhibitions...
You, Swing branches from your tree of ignorance...
Trunk-thick and sturdy from roots of malice...
calloused...littered with thorns of resentment...
Yes.......Damn, the truth couldn't hurt this good!