Enjoy this video session! Breath In........Now Breathe Out. More posts coming in about 12 hours
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
I havent had time to do anything lately. Im gonna be contributing to CrownDozens.com so that should be cool. Stay tuned cause Im gonna have the realest post tommorrow!
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Im sorry Im not comin' with more updates. But Im trying to enjoy my damn break! I wish I had a camera cause' Ive already seen the most bootylicious asian chick and 1 million drunk Santas! But I have a few more days left untill I return and I still have:
- Ghostface/Nas Album release Jump-Off
- Snoops House/Mansion Banger
- More Shoe Shoppin(3 pairs today alone and a dope hoodie)
- And a much needed Adikt/P.E.G fix
Hopefully I will have some pics up. But if not.......you will just have to use that pastime called "imagination".
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
My list of magazines that I honestly read are short and predictable. First I check out the URB and Beautiful Decay. Then I move on to the likes of my favorites, Mass Appeal and Vapors. You could go ahead and throw in the occasional Rolling Stone and Popular Science as well. This has been my diet of print media for the longest and I have to say I was gettin tired of waking up in the morning eating free IHOP. I mean, at first it was total "fat kid" bliss. But after a few years of that stuff you start to search for something a bit different and refreshing. Dont get me wrong, I still like my Mass Appeal with maple syrup, but it wouldnt kill me to throw a few slices of fruit and some grains in the mix. So I lucked up and found Box Magazine. Its just a culmination of fashion, sex, and culture in one. They have real, sensual photos to accompany the interesting topics. Once you visit the site, you will quickly see that they appeal to a variety of sexual tastes. With a lengthy list of contributing photographers, you are able to see sex and all of its "aspects" in an elegant pornographic way through various pesrpectives. As you can see in the pic above titled "First", you could take a wild guess about what and who's "First" it is. The latest issue has an interview with Lady Sovereign!But dont take my words for it, get your own and visit the magazine yourself!
Sunday, December 10, 2006
B. HAve a girlfriend who thinks your straight
After that I ended the convo and speed walked away! I really didnt know what to do or say after something like that!
Im ready to come home!
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Im sure you have seen the flyer.......but in case you havent then here it is! I have to make it to this one. I missed the Miami Vice jump-off so I guess you could say I was waitin on this. It came at the right time too. I mean, here I was killing myself because I dont want this holiday to go down the drain.(But still, If anyone knows about any shindigs in DFW please let me know) Chrisctmas has consisted of things like eating and watching that christmas movie that comes on every year on TBS. Dont get me wrong, the movie is a classic but its not something I would like to consume my entire break. If your in the area then you should probably check it out. I know me and Dave will, the tall skinny black kid and the kinda tall/kinda buff but not really white guy with long hair:)
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Ya bouy young H.O is back. This video is so much better than the "Show Me What You Got" Video because of one thing...........its real. No jewels and none of that unnecesary crap. The video really is worth checkin' out. So do like Diddy and......Press Play
Monday, December 04, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Check this lil clip out. I remember these days:) Of course I was only about 6'1 at the time so it wasnt as difficult on the knees. The B-Unique crew is my favorite. They are diverse and all of the members can hold their own. Plus, Jim Jones supports'em........you cant go wrong with Cappo's support. They got a dope new line coming out so look out. You know I got the majority of their first line(I had to). At a time where everyone is trying to be down with the whole skateboarding movement, its cool to see cats stayin true! I got a skateboard too, but I dont front like I know all of these tricks. I prefer blades anyway.......But nobody does that stuff anymore:(
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
- "Brazilian Girls" turn me on>>>>>>$
- Draining the "Main Vein" outside with the stars shining over you is heaven.
- Christmas Break(Anxiety:)=$
More Updates comin tommorrow.........Im hungry so Im about to chow down
Friday, November 10, 2006
P.S-The Alias "Blest" will soon be retired......its time to move on......dont know to what yet but.......its time.......Peace, ?
Monday, November 06, 2006
Do you remember your gym classes in school? I do! The shit was lame. I think every gym class had the fat kid who was too huge to do any activities so he just sat on the side. And right next to that kid was the scrawny kid that had a note to get him out of anything in life. Eventhough Im an athlete Im probably the furthest from your typical athlete. I was the kid that screwed up the basketball games on purpose by passing to the other team and pulling my teammates shorts down(I still pull my teammates shorts down.....some stuff never gets old:). And when we played "Wall Ball" I would just hit the other kids not even trying to hit the wall. Now kids like me have "Heroes" to look up to. Meet Travis, Disashi, Matt and Eric. When put together they form Indie Hip-Hop/Rock Band the "Gym Class Heroes". Straight from the mean streets of Geneva, New York. Their following has gotten pretty crazy in the last 2-years. They our on Decaydence which is also home to bands like Cobra Starship and Fall Out Boy. Theyre sound is a nice mixture of rock and hip-hop. Frontman Travis McCoy is a character himself. The Heroes live show is dope as hell and very intimate much like the lyrics spit by MC Travis. Topics range from pill poppin love sickness to homophobia in schools(Real Talk). They are truly an inspiration:) For mo info on tha Heros check'em at Gym Class is Cool Now
Monday, October 30, 2006
Bettie is back again! This time with some authentic ish. Not to say that her previous post were'nt, but pay attention. For those of you who are wondering who this Bettie character is, check her out at the HoneyBee spot to the right under my blog section..........Now.......Class is in session.
----------------------------------------------- A failure. When Rej left I was lost...how does one go from being almost married to very single? I still spoke to him daily, out of habit, and because he was the only person I knew intimately. It is not my nature to become very close to people. Sometimes I smell his cologne, hear his voice, even feel his touch, it still makes me cry, all this time, and I still break at the very mention of him. I remember our last Christmas, he went to visit family in Portland,so i stayed behind on campus. His dorm room was never very warm, but I was fine, waiting for him t come home. Diligent in my support of that man. We celebrated Christmas on the 27th, and I decorated, even though we had no money, He asked me on New Years where I got all of it from, I'd stolen it, and he knew, but he didn't want to believe it. We opened presents and he gave me my engagement ring that night, subsequently ruining Christmas for me forever. I was more excited than I have ever been, full of hope, like my life was perfect. We made love in the midst of the boxes and tissue paper, in the cold, on the floor because we didn't want to move and ruin the moment. It was the most fulfilling sex I've ever had. Mostly because my emotions were in it,in him, and I felt him more than just physically. I miss him still, and that feeling that I got whenever he entered the room.....With my face lighting up and my heart finding it's missing piece. Being Complete.
There are so many things in this life to fear, Mine is loneliness. Only because I have a feeling I will die young, I am presently hanging on the edge of sanity as it is so I have very little hope for a real future.....So i'll stick to my books, bury myself in projects, and try to forget that ache, the lingering fear of dying alone. -Bettie
When I think of athletes with style..........I honestly draw a blank. Most athletes wear hella jewelry and an unfortunate amount of fur. Theyre style is really bland for the most part, and when it comes to sneakers, they always have exclusive footwear but its always the kind thats ugly as hell or becomes available a few days later at your local shoe store. I came across this pic over on HighSnobiety. This is one of my favorite soccer players, Thierry Henrys sneaker collection. I knew the dude had some style. He doesnt have a choice.............he's French. But if you look at the pic closely you will begin to drool. They guy has an unlimited amount of "Nike Prestos" and a gadillion custom joints. He also has the custom Nike "Stand Up, Speak Up" sneaks. "Stand Up, Speak Up" is Henrys organization designed to fight racism in the soccer world that many of our "dark skinned" soccer players face. Its a shame. Its 2006, how are we supposed to have flying cars when we cant even get past skin color? Lameness. But back on these sneakers! Just look! And Im pretty sure this pic didnt get all of them either. But Im gonna keep it real, there are a few pairs that are questionable............And I know you see'em
Friday, October 27, 2006
Ive been thinking for a minute here about music(like always). I gotta say that its the dopest thing ever created. A higher power had to have had something to do with creating this form of expression. I mean think about it. You know how when you hear a certain song for the first time, its so good that it gives you the chills. Whatever happened to that kind of music? Maybe Im being strange and Im the only one on earth who gets chills. But the song is so good and it just reaches you in a way that really cant be explained. I know everyone has a list of their "AlliTime Favorites", and so do I. But there are so many that I have just decided to put them in the "Songs that gave me chills" category. And the list reads:
- Lupe Fiasco ft. Sarah Green-Real
- Pete Rock and Cl Smooth-Reminesce
- Afrika Bambatta-Planet Rock
- MF Doom-Money Folder
- Outkast-Toilet Tisha
- The Toadies-Tyler
- The Clash-London Calling(All of It)
- Prince-Darling Nikki
- Andre 3000-Spread & She lives in my lap
This is in no particular order. While I was writing this I decided to make this into more than one post because its just too many songs that make me go "OOOOOOOOO"!
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Im a huge fan of the Japanese culture, although some of the food and customs are pretty strange. Take fuzoku(commercial sex) for instance. In Japan they have these "cafes" where, if you are a Japanese citizen, you can go and fulfill your sexual fantasy. You should see these places, they are all decorated with bright ass colors and anime. The girls that work there have their faces put on a type of menu for the customers. Yep, they use anime to advertise that crap. I too was hurt.....poor anime characters. They're specialty shops as well. You can go to places where you actually act your fantasy out, recieve oral sex only, or just watch some classic porn. These love hotels bring in a sick amount of cash estimated at about 80-billion a year! Im pretty sure the bunny ranch aint' bringin' in that much. If you want an even closer look at these "anime pimps", then check out photographer Joan Sinclaires book Pink Box. She hassled the owners of these fine establishments to let her in and came out with this book that contains 155 pics of what goes down.
If anybody knows what the hell is going on please help me!!!!!!!
Monday, October 16, 2006
Rain is honest. It doesn't compromise with you, either you accept it and the compromises that come along with it, or you get wet. Simple. I like a rainy night, it's as if the rain is coming out of nowhere, like the rain is sneaking up on you, and you need to be on your guard at all times..... The rain makes people free I think, open, more-so than they would be if they could get away from you easily, the rain makes confined spaces your only solace from the unrelenting downpour. He called me at 3:27 but I missed his call,I was cooking anyway. I called him back a few moments after that and we talked for almost an hour or so, I had invited him to come hang out with me a little bit before he went to work, not thinking he'd take me up on the offer. I give the worst directions, but he arrived nonetheless, and we sat in the car talking for over an hour. His exterior really does nothing to give away his personality, which is good, it forced me to get to know him. Talk is new to me, men generally want to fuck me very quickly, the desperation is on their skin and seeping through their pores, like alchohol. He didn't have that and I appreciated his patience. In my mind, I have all of these filthy thoughts, if I were honest I'd say I want to fuck him, but I won't do it. I think this time i'll pace myself, I've never done that, and there's a first time for everything right? It's odd to miss someone's touch when you don't even know it yet. And those calluses on his ring and pinky fingers, are honestly a deal maker. I love men, their shortcomings and their realness, for the most part. Hopefully this won't be the last time I write about him. -Bettie
Tis a sad sad.......sad week for me. Since 73' CBGB was the "House That Inspiration Built". It housed some of the best Bands like Blondie, the Ramones, and Sonic Youth. So Im stuck asking myself why some landlord idiots had to be bitches about the situation. Its damn near a historical monument. Im pretty sure the folks in the White House dont pay rent and all they do is bomb poor folks. But thats the way this country works.....backwards. If something is positive for the people, theyll just try and snuff it out. "You cant have people going to places that encourage innovation and independant thinking can we"? Im not trying to make this out to be some sort of conspiracy theory or anything. I just wish more people could appreciate a place like this. I heard rock clubs in Brooklyn are sproutin up................To Brooklyn it is then.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Chello! This is actually old. About like 2 months old. But I was lookin through my teammate/barber/homies pics and decided to put him up(I hope Taz doesnt get mad, I dont even know if he knows I have this blog stuff). But yeah, when I saw my boys mohawk I was kinda jealous. Im always lookin for new designs and ish to put in my head, and here he comes with a tricked out mohawk! Of course you know folks were hatin', but it was the lamest of lames. You know, the folks who couldnt recognize good shit if it came in a solid gold Alife shoebox. I was gonna get one but when he cut my hair he forgot to do it. The design you see is on both sides. It was funny cause he had waves in his mohawk. But I just felt like my boys shit deserved a little more publicity than it got around these parts. So I had to do my part......besides........he put me up on Daft Punk, and that shit is on point.
P.S-More ish from Bettie coming soon.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Sooooo ummmm yeah. I guess some folks are grossed out about Betties post. Suck that shit up! On to more important matters..........The mornings are a eeeeeessential time for me. I thank God for giving me another sexy day to enjoy. I debate with self if I should go to class(I always lose). And I hear and see some new videos on VH1's "Top howevermany Countdown Show". One morning I heard John Legends "Save Room", I fell in love with the song and video. I went back to sleep. This morning I woke up and saw 4 white guys dancing on treadmills. The bands name is "OKGO". I laughed my ass off...........and went back to sleep. The song is a good song, but at 6am Im not really thinking about the next big thing in the shit hole we call the "music industry". But once again its a pretty dope audio/visual combo. Check It
Peace, Blest Aint I
I have had 4 memorable lovers. Over 4 continents.
My nature makes it quite possible to be flighty, quick to flight and not easy to catch. My sexuality, or rather, the discovery of my sexuality, has been a discovery for me as well as anyone I’ve befriended along the way. My first was an older man, most of them have been. I was young, and he was nearing forty. Frenchmen are a different breed of men I think, they live walk and breathe differently. He was innately sensual, as aware of my sexuality as I was. He knew more about me than I did about him. I’ve had this body for years, so as far as he was concerned, I was a woman. How Lolita. He knew my father well, was one of his best buddies. He was a jazzman like my father too. While he was out, as usual, on one of his tours, Daniel had been designated as my guardian. He stayed in our flat for weeks, while my father had his fun, his women, and his drugs. Daniel and I seduced each other. “Stay up late with me, just a little longer” he said often. And I did. One night I kissed him, and the next morning my skin couldn’t hold my bones together, I was alive. New. My father and I moved back to Brasil the next summer, The longest summer I’ve ever had to sit through. Daniel stayed back. It’s been years since I’ve seen him. Women cannot wait for love forever though; we’re insatiable, uncontrollable. My next was a painter in Sao Paulo; Brasilian men have standards no woman could ever live up to. He was an exception. He painted, walls, signs, canvas and portraits on the docks at Ipanema to pay the bills. I have a soft spot for anything with a paintbrush and a cause. It’s a shame actually. Laughable at best. Esteban played Cab Calloway records while he painted me in the favela. He was a fan of my accent and the way my hips moved when I walked. “I hepped em in London, I hepped em’ in Harlem” He hepped me in La Cidade De Deus, and made forget the crime and desperation outside. He was my connection to a world I’d known nothing of before. Painters, writers, models, muses, a gaggle of sinners, and a handful of saints frequented the studio he called home. His world was full of long nights in places I’ve forgotten how to pronounce, wet matches for eyeliner, the smell of smoke, and bad habits that I have since given up. My life in NYC was bleak compared to the summer I spent rubbing shoulders with his peers. I’ll go back someday, there’s nothing tying me to this country yet. Ibiza is a city of hedonism, the site of my seventeenth year; my wildest experiences have their roots in Spain. There was a discrepancy at a pharmacy about me stealing. (I was stealing, but I wasn’t happy about being caught.) Santi, Mon bohemienne, He saved me from spending money I didn’t have on a bail I couldn’t pay. He spoke four different languages, but made love in French. His flat was airy, due to the absent windows, he had no ties to his material possessions, and so no one stole from him. There was a bed, a radio, a record player, books, curtains, and his clothing. How I put up with him is a mystery. We were opposites, I am a creature of natural excess, and he was a steadfast minimalist. His mind was amazing, knowledgeable in any subject I could think of, and a love of aesthetics. His hands were soft, the hands of a man who hadn’t lived yet, although his face gave away the truth. Those eyes were hazel on a good day and they changed with his moods. We danced at the discothèques with a fever that gave away our sexual appetites, our hips and feet were untrustworthy when the music started, and even after it stopped, our minds kept the beats until the liquor wore off. We drank each other under tables, in private of course, he was a portrait of good manners. I left him in Ibiza with a heavy heart. But, Men like him move on, just as I did. Back in the city, my experience was beginning to show in my face. I loved it. I was a regular at the Suite Sessions, and Panty Parties, which is where I met Genevieve, VV was an up and coming lesbian, the kind you see in magazines and want, but cannot have. She had ebony hair, and full full lips. The kind you get lost in. The kind you sleep in. Pillows. Her eyes were round, and alive with promise. Her place in Staten Island was homey, another word for small, and her drug was activism. She frequented bluestockings and Williamsburg was her home. She made love to me next to her drum sets, in her kitchen, sitting in her window sills, strapped up, bent over, lying sideways, and in empty bar restrooms. Her presence in any room made my hips tingle in the place where she always held me when we were done. Her words had a strength that cannot be described. We ran together in the park near the ferry station, and she held me in the winter while we waited for trains. February came fast though, too fast for us to handle. She’d moved for me, with me, but this city didn’t suit her. She packed up on the 19th, and was gone by the 21st. She left me with a Valentines Day card, and a dead relationship. Her fragrance and touch could bring me to my knees, even today. -------- bettie debauchery
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Bettie ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The first night. My sexual appetite is insatiable. I need stimulation like I need air. Truthfully. And I have a thirst for the experience that is sex, the smell of your lover’s skin, the deep breaths, the heat, the release, all of this brings me to my knees, and will probably be my demise. But today it won’t, at least not by my knowledge. I am new to the world of the adults, I just moved out of the house, and am now living on my own, so the opportunities for trysts and affairs are seemingly endless. My time is generally spent in school and at parties, that is to say, around people, more specifically among those of the opposite sex since I am very dedicated to both the Hip-Hop and Dance music scene. Anything covered in testosterone seems to be where I am. My first conquest was of the “Booty-call” variety, bear in mind I’d never even thought of doing it until the exact moment I gave him my address and told him to come by. It was 11:30pm; He got there at 12:45. After berating me for my horrible directions(it was my first night) he asked why I’d called him up, and honestly I couldn’t even answer him, because I didn’t know either. We started kissing soon after that, small talk has never been my strong point, I’m just lucky he had a condom. I am very young, legal, but young, and he was too, but it was honestly the worst oral I’ve ever gotten, not to say that it was a disaster, but youth is no excuse for lacking sexual prowess. Especially after bragging about it, I mean, this isn’t high school right? He kept on his shirt though, which struck me as a little odd, but I didn’t question it. We were all over my bedroom but finished on the bed, the right side of my bed which was by that time broken from us being too rough on it, my mother always told me that I didn’t appreciate the delicateness of old furniture and vintage things in general, she was right, when I was on top of him my mind wasn’t thinking,”Oh I hope I don’t ruin this art deco bed from the 1930’s, it’s irreplaceable.” I was trying my best to fuck his heart out of his chest, to put it very bluntly. I could tell he’d been anxious on the way over because of how fast he was moving, it was sweet though, until I had to tell him to stop and let me handle it. While I was on top he wanted to move under me, and the only thing that helped to do was piss me off. He got the hang of things after a few times where I told him to “Fucking Stop Moving!” apparently I am very bossy in bed, but what Bettie wants, Bettie will get. It was a great experience, definitely not the best, and once we finished I told him he should get going, I wanted him to know that this was the end of our little fling, god forbid he get too attached. Seeing him look at me like he wanted to stay made things even better, and when I shut the door behind him, still nude, I smiled knowing that he’d be calling soon and that I wouldn’t be answering.
There is a power in sex that I think I am drawn to, knowing that I can get a man off, any man, and that I could have any man I wanted, should I put my mind to it, is a good feeling. I will be documenting my affairs here for you, weekly, so stay tuned, I know how much people like reading other people’s business, hell, even I do it, So I’ll try my best to keep things interesting. Ciao! --Bettie
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
I told you folks! As you can see I kept my word and produced the best interview of my blogging career:) Its also my first, but whos asking. Anything worth having is worth waiting for. It took a minute but it was well worth it. Im such a fan of the Dork Crew. I believe alot people on earth are. Their site is dope and the content is actually stuff you wanna know about but dont see on the news or your favorite zine. The Dork Crew has it on point at every level. From life, art, travel, and music. Its all quality stuff. I was in the lab when I saw that I had recieved the interview. I was listening to John Legends "Save Room" and actually began singing at the top of my lungs with a huge smile............Im such a damb fan at times. But I think I have bs'ed enough so here it is folks. Drink Up!
Let the folks know who you are.
James Oyedijo, co-founder of Dork Magazine. I live in Prospect Heights, Brooklyn. I love vegetables!
What do you think the hip-hop music is missing these days? I mean my
Grandmother told me something a while ago. She was listening to something on the radio and said “Why do you like this junk, It will never last.” I thought about it and it made sense, because kids my age still like Marvin
Gaye and Stevie Wonder...even Prince.
Hip-Hop is like the nerdy kid that sat at the loser table during lunch. When the cool kids finally noticed him, he abandoned his loser friends and pretended the cool kids never made fun of him. Think about it. It was a street movement. A way for marginalized people to have a good time. Cats in the Bronx and Brooklyn couldn’t get into Studio 54, so they did their own thing. When rich people started to notice hip-hop they brought it into the Manhattan clubs and signed rap acts to major labels. To me that was the end of hip-hop and this happened way back in the late 80’s. I say this because all the control was taken from the creators and it became too expensive for it’s original audience to consume.
That’s not to say that good music didn’t come out after it was co-opted. I grew up in the early nineties and believe that was hip-hop’s most creative era. But the music was good because the corporations hadn’t discovered the best means for exploiting it. They weren’t interfering with the creative process. Once groups like NWA sold and Bad Boy took over in 95’, they had their formula: beef, violence, ignorance, and decadence. When a business finds a formula it’s hard to get them to change.
Again, there’s plenty of great hip-hop still being made. We try to highlight hip-hop artists who are still making good music. Heck, I’m sure there’s a kid Ghana or Omaha working on the next Illmatic. But are corporations going to back something that goes against the formula?
What started the whole dork movement?
I met Taj in law school. He had this website (www.soul-session.com). It was 1999 and Taj was way ahead of his time. He knew that user-friendliness and a clean design should be paramount for anyone with a web-based business. Some people still don’t get that. I remember calling him after I checked his site saying “Dude, your going to be a friggin’ billionaire. I mean, Master P is paid and he’s an idiot.”
I got down with soul-session and I’d hang at his crib talking for hours about content and design. He had a sick set of Technics 1210’s. I always wanted to DJ but I never knew anyone with a set of tables - that solidified the bond. Soon after I got my own set and he’d give me pointers about the art of turntablism. Unfortunately, law school is not the best time to start a business or become a DJ. We never get the ball rolling for real because of that. After we graduated he got at me, we regrouped and Dork was born. I believe I came up with the name randomly at work. Honestly, I wasn’t trying to be ironic. I just liked the hard “k” sound of Dork (you know like Starbucks). It was fun to say.
Who was the last person(s) that inspired you?
My family in general is very inspirational. They came to the US from Nigeria almost 40 years ago and they didn’t make any excuses. They just worked hard and they gave their children every opportunity imaginable. I’m not into excuses. Anyone that is responsible is an inspiration for me.
What’s on ya play list these days?
Bloc Party, The Roots, Feist, Zero 7, Nas, Dip Set (sad but true), Ted Leo and The Pharmacists, Hugh Masekela, Five Deez, Count BassD, Kon & Amir, Kanye, N.E.R.D, Digable Planets, Black Moon, Jay Dee, ATCQ, Slum Village, Wu-Tang, MF DOOM, Madlib, De La Soul, TV on The Raido, etc, etc.
-Spirits in Transit: 4 Hero
-I wrote this for the girl Paris Hilton: Vincent Gallo
-Put the Book Back On The Shelf: Belle and Sebastian
-Supa Star: Group Home
-Crooklyn Dodgers 3: 9th f. Mos Def, Jean Grae, and Memphis Bleek
-Blue Light: Bloc Party
-Bomb Yourself: TV On The Radio
-Supermarket Blues: Eugene McDaniels
-Walking Under Green Leaves: Spymob
-Internationally Known: Count BassD
How do you feel about the death of the " Croc Hunter?(It really was a serious question)
Sad. He had a family.
Top 5 Artist of all time (Music, visual etc)
Any advice to the young dorks running around?
No advice. They know themselves better than I do.
Shouts to you, fam! Thanks for checking us out. I really appreciate it. Shouts to the entire dorkset! Dorkset!
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
I cant keep it to myself any longer. I think it would be mighty selfish if I did. But I gotta let you know about The Partys Dj Selects Mix Cd titled "Shes A Reciever"(She really is). I downloaded it and I havent stopped bumpin' it yet. The first night I even fell asleep with it on repeat and ran my damn batteries out. Its got some dope cuts on their like: The Pack "Vans Song", JR WRiter, and Trick Daddy. My favorite part of the mix is the Trick Daddy jump-off. Its dope....thats all I can say. Dallas is about to explode, so be ready! Download HERE!
Monday, October 02, 2006
Thursday, September 28, 2006
I was looking through a site that I dont want to name. And came across this pic. This is a picture of what happens when the people take matters into their own hands. This is a picture of a protest in Budapest, Hungary. Hungarian protesters beat the brakes off of the police and took over the state television building to demand the resignation of Prime Minister Ferenc Gyurcsany. All of this popped off because a tape was leaked that had the Prime minister admitting he and his socailist party lied about the budget to win Aprils election. Now does this sound familiar to anyone here in the states. I think the chemicals in McDonalds chicken nuggets has killed the "fight" in all of us. Everyone always complains about the president. Well get off your ass and make shit happen!!!!!!
Sunday, September 24, 2006
PEdksg;pgj----So fucked up.........................................................................
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Yes he is back! I told somebody that Hov was coming out of that phoney retirement and they didnt even believe me! And I thought to myself "You really thought he was going to retire 4real". What an idiot. I even told him what the name of the album was....."Kingdom Come". He still didnt believe me. Then he asked me "Why would he name it that"? I was like "Get the hell outta here lame". At any rate, the return is really in the making. I dont know why people believed that he was leaving for good. When your so paaionate about something you dont just up and say your done with it. I knew he would be back but not this soon. He is allegedlly working with producers Kanye West, Just Blaze, and the "Best of the West" Dr. Dre. I dont know about working with Just Blaze. His beats dont have as much variety as every other producer in the bizz these days.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Blest(Its not just a name its the truth)
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Sometimes when Im in a situation where Im suposed to be paying attention(class), my mind starts to drift about stuff. Last week it was thinking of ways to get over my frequent cases of writers block. This week I found myself thinking of people whom I thought were important to our culture. First on the list was Malcolm X. I can relate to just gettin' fed up and then woopin folks ass. Then I thought about the beloved MLK. This thought started me to thinking about a conversation I was having with my homie from providence. He told me that Eric Micheal Dyson came to visit his school(Praire View) and shined a new light on what he thought about MLK. He told me that during the whole civil rights movement, the government had his rooms and everything MLK related bugged. Then he told me that one night while MLK was cheating on his wife, he asked his roommate(which was a man) to come and join him and his lady-friend in a small orgy. And in this orgy everyone would be pleased by "everyone", if you know what I mean. If your slower than Shawn Bradley Im saying that their are rumors saying that MLK was queer. Damn! I know its shocking but.........who knows? Think about who you look up to............................They may have homo orgies and you dont even know it.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
The usual song format is:Music+Vocals/Lyrics=Song. But sometimes you dont even need words to convey your message, but its rare that a musician masters both of these skills. The Mars Volta is one of those bands that toys with both formats with ease. I had their last album "Frances the Mute" and I had never heard anything like that before. But I loved it. So when I heard there new album "Amputechture" I enjoyed it even more because I knew how they approached making music. Frances the Mute was a very dark and gloomy album. This latest cd is much lighter in mood. I have to admit, the 10minute songs take a minute to get used to but its cool after that. I never would have thought El Paso,TX would be the birthplace of something so innovative. The band is only made up of two guys(Omar and Cedric). They just work with alot of different people like John Frusciante of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers and Rick Rubin to name a few. These dudes are very fresh with the music and take their own approach to things. The album hits stores September 12th. Its worth your time.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Lets forget about all of the diamonds, cars, and chains.........make a damn statement. UK "guerrilla artist" aka "a grown ass man thats fed up with this sh*t" Banksy is doing just that. The guy remixed Paris Hiltons album on his own and then put out 500 copys of it in 48 stores around the UK. If thats not gangsta I dont know what is(That was such a cliche). But the best part about his antics are the pictures. He is an artist so you would expect it. One of the pictures were re-done to show Paris with a dogs head. This is classic. I hope this gets people wired up and inspired. Everyones giving him his props too. A Virgin Megastore spokesperson said ""I have to take my hat off - it's a very good stunt,". Nuff said
Peace-And if you wanna get Banksys' remixed version just hop on e-bay.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Fupe Liasco! Sorry, Im excited and tongue-tied. L-u-p-e Fiasco has a new song and a video that comes with. "I Gotcha" is a pharell laced track with lupe sprinting over it. The video is a mixture of those Jay-Z, Shaun White, and Pharell commercials you have been seing all over the tv lately. It also has a little Atari influence as well. The clothes are sick as usual. But really you shouldnt have even read this far if you were a true lupe fan. Because you would have just seen the pic and then clicked here>>>>>>>FNF^
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Peace, Blest-Gotta love Latinas
Friday, September 01, 2006
- When folk just show up at ya place without calling, and have the nerve to get mad when you ban their ass from coming over. Serves them right and wrong.
- Waiting on checks. Especially when you spend it before it hits your hand.
- J*davey not selling a gadillion albums....Good Music is Good Music.
- Waitin on the Sa-Ra album.
- Waitin on studio time
- Having writers block....screw the block, having writers hood.
- And finally trying to zone-out to my p-head and constantly being interrupted.
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Im sittin here in the lounge at school waitin on my order which consists of a double cheeseburger and fries to get done. And we just started talking about ghetto pastimes. You know, stuff like jacks, get like me, and my jump-off.......drumroll.....Uno!!!! I remember when I was little I used to get my ass wooped in Uno. The shit was real! And everybody took it serious, I guess thats what made it so damb fun. I got my skills up and started wooopin ninjas back. And this summer I had to dust off my cards and come out of retirement. Nobody at home wanted to see me. I guess some things will never change cause Im 20yrs old and Im lookin for a deck right now so me and my homie can get down. Folks in the hood can turn anything into a "real" sport(Dominoes on ESPN:)
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Im addicted to this chick. MIA is tha name and Sri Lankan ass is the game! I knew about this chick a while back but never really gave her a fair chance. So Im on dork and I just so happen to read a small write up on a song of hers that was remixed. Dork always knows what they are speaking on, so I checked it. I turned it up and it was bumpin. Its a remix to the song titled "Grapes". It has some west coast cats on it and the flow of the verses are on point. I have already listened to the song about 200 times, and I have listened to her other stuff and Im feelin it. See what happens when you give ish a chance.
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
When you are blessed with the smarts to create weapons of mass destruction or even machines that do crap that humans wont do..........Your a pretty bad mofo. At least it has some sort of purpose even if it makes an entire species lazy as hell or gives the lazy bastards the power to end life on an entire planet. But when you make stupid shit like this then those brains might as well be used as paper weights. Im talking about Earmecca's earring/headphone concoction. The shit is stupid and it looks like a cheap ass plastic jewelry piece. It even comes in different damn colors(Like that makes this type of crap ok).Good thing this shit is only available in Korea, and I hope this virus never spreads. I would give you the link so you can check for yourself but..........naaahh, Its really not worth it. I shouldnt have even posted about it.
Robot Peices, Blest
Monday, August 14, 2006
Green Apple Hoodies cost too damn much. But if money aint a thang then go ahead and brake bread. Im feelin thqa gold jump-off but.....u know. But my internet will 4sure be on this coming friday. We are experiencing a few tech difficulties. Bare with.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
This isnt just another celly update. This is a lifestyle update! The phone to the right isnt just another phone. Its a Helio phone. Helio is a new phone service provider with sick phones. Ill. The pic shows their first of two phones. I only put this one up cause I love this junt. The phone is called the "kickflip" for all you skaters. Lets get into why I love this phone so much.
- QVGA Display which is held vertically for phone use and horizontally for viewing videos.(And it has a video out so that you can play vids back on a larger screen)
- 2 Megapixel camera
- Mp3 Player
- 2 Stereo Speakers
- TransFlash shot(mmmmmm beefy aint it?)
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Peace In, Blest
Fuck Wit Me Gumby, Blest
Sunday, July 30, 2006
Im chillin....."So hit me on my beepa, hit me on my beepa". But ummmmmmmm yeah. Somebody told me that this place was going to be a good spot to be on a Saturday night. So I figure"Blest, go ahead and enjoy the city in which you reside because you havent been out in awhile". So me and my bestest of pals Dave go. We go expecting their to be a few nice lookin young ladies and a few dudes here and there. But it wasnt. As you can see in exhibit:A above, Nobody was sitting anywhere near us or even away from us.Do you know why they werent sitting anywhere? Cause their asses were'nt their to be seated!!!!! So we decided to go to IHOP(they betta pay me). And IHOP we did. I was sooo tired from not socializing so much that I had worked up a serious apetite.So I ate like a Big Breakfast Combo or somethin. It was aight. The service sucked but what was even worse was the common sense of the waitress. Now she may have been having a bad 2am start off to her morning, but she gave my homie half of a lemmon on the side of his glass of tea. You know they usually put a nice thin slice. NOOO! Half a lemmon everybody, Half a damn Lemmon. What is my boy gonna do when he has more lemon than tea? But it was still a good night though. For some reason we ended up deciding to chill at a police station and watch the popo bring in homeless people. So, the lessons learned this weekend. 1) Never listen to Brazilians w/ sexy ass curves:)
2) Have your camera ready because you never know when your going to see two chiks stripping in a club window.......4real
Peace In, Blest
Friday, July 28, 2006
I saw this on the coolhunting site. This was really crazy and you know they only mess with people who have serious paper cause they didnt even put the price for services up. Anywhoo, this is called camp concierge. Its in the Adirondacks and they are basically a bunch of Farnsworth Bentleys in the mountains(Look out for Bentleys new album on G.O.O.D Music) They do ya laundry, grocery shopping, catering, repair, basically anything you dont feel like doing. This is crazy. I cant wait till the day!
This product is a much needed thing in todays society. When so many people are trying to stop smoking cigarettes, weed, candy, or any type of small addiction:). Basically all you do is put whatever your not supposed to have in the jar and set the timer. You can set it for whatever you want within 24hours. If you try and get it out before the timer runs out then...........you got it, a good as amount of voltage to yo ass! Its hella cheap at only ten bucks. What would be in your Shocolate Vault? I knoew I would probably have my camera, a gang of condoms:), some "POM" juice, and Instrumental discs.
Im out......so untill the next......Peace Out
Bottom Pic: So I leave Arkansas and Im feeling pretty good about not having to hear that "pig-Sooey" chant. Im not downin the state.......just the razorbacks. They suck but they have the some pretty loyal fans. You would think they win championships every year the way they look up to the football team. Si Im waiting in the hot ass parking lot and what do I see. A damn Razorback license plate cover over a texas license plate. I cant escape.
Top Pic: Once I found out I didntr have to wait outside in the parking lot oven, they told me I could wait inside. I was in a dress shirt w/ tie and everything due to job searching. so I went into the office and sat my sweaty self down and then got that itch.........I do this 4real.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Im back ladys and pigs!!!! Again. This is my second time typing this damn post cause this computer is jank. But back to the beef and potatoes. Im a huge fan of indie music. Its the only way to hear real music that hasnt been watered down. My favorite indie label Def Jux is like the Bulls back when they had jordan, a dynasty! But their are no scottie pippens, just a team full of MJs'. I can remember the day when I copped their first release. I was coming home from basketball practice and was making my weekly run to the CD Warehouse(RIP). I saw it. Copped it. Ran back to the apt and popped it in the player. I was like......what the hell is this? It was so wierd.....and sounded so strange........but I loved it. My favorite track on their was the one with Mr.Lif and Murs on it. The most popular song from this CD was Step Father Factory by Head Hancho El-P. I loved the production on the tracks as well. It sounded like it was music from the future......seriously! I listened to it for the next 2.5 weeks. Even before games when evrybody was listenin to hype ish......I was bumpin my Def Jux CD. This was all around 9th grade and Im about to be a junior in college. So Im a pretty loyal fan. They inspired me so much. After hearing them, I felt like I had to step my rhymes up to another level. Check them out @ definitivejux.net.
Monday, July 24, 2006
These are my guys Supreeme out of ATL. I have been on them for a minute and they are "Winterfresh". They are something new in hip-hop. The members are Nagashi Armada, Dope Pope, and King self. They got dope production and their content is good also. I think they just signed with Warner Brothers so theyre makin moves mane! You should also scoop their debut album up titled SUPREMACY!
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
I know many people from up north have this misconception of folks from the south. They say we talk funny. We think you guys sound like you have loads of spit in your mouths. They think that we are sooo much slower than they are, which may be true to a certain degree. But their isnt anything wrong with that. And some even say we dress lame and have no fashion sense. When my cousin from up north told me all of this I was like..........Fuck'em. Untill I saw this picture. If yall cats call this fashion in the NYC then I think you guys need to start taking notes. I have been seeing alot of pictures of kids lookin like Universoul Circus rejects. I dont think this would catch on anywhere outside of the Big Ap. Im from the south(born and raised) and Im proud to be me. But if you are gonna talk down on a whole region..............make sure you dont have any weak links!
The 3rd is gone......Peace( I still love my NY fam:)