Just Want You Around - Lauryn Hill
In search of a record player that would suit me, I think I found it. It's orgasmic, I know. I think my "O" face just changed to the resemblance of a vinyl.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
7. "You Spin Me Right Round, Baby.."
Just Want You Around - Lauryn Hill
In search of a record player that would suit me, I think I found it. It's orgasmic, I know. I think my "O" face just changed to the resemblance of a vinyl.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
5. "I Never Knew Hip-Hop Would Take It This Far.."
Heart Of The City (Aint No Love) - Jay-Z
Another reason to visit NYC, originated culture. I'll have to admit and I think I'm knowledgeable enough to say that the best sounds of Hip-Hop were derived in the East Coast. Stop shaking your head in agreeing to disagree because the only ones asking Can I kick it? would be the ones freestyling on a front stoop in Queens with a Mic in their Hand. Even a man raised from Brooklyn who Needs Love would tell you that a lot of rhymes would give you a New Flava in Ya Ear for years to come. Bentleys and Lambos don't have to tell you that. Neither do films on a big screen or even requested videos on BOX. New York City is recognizing Hip-Hop as a culture.
In the Motown of New York is a hamburger joint where you would be able to view Hollis' Hip-Hop Museum where rap artists donated items, like Jam Master Jay's turntable. Pretty cool concept. But...I bet you they only serve fried chicken and watermelon.
Friday, February 20, 2009
4. "You Got..." NY
Flashing Lights - Kanye West
In about a week the city of angels will give a warm welcome to my favorite Irish, Conan O' Brien. If I were to say, "In replacement of Jay Leno, he has some shoes to fill," you can stab me in between the eyes with a No.2 pencil for lying. Conan O'Brien was one of the main reasons I wanted to visit NY, now I don't have to! I just have to drive over two freeways and exit Pass Avenue to catch the signature hop, two time arm twirl, ending it with a finger point to Max Weinberg's 7. To replenish Conan's spot in NY, Late Night with the 35 year old Jimmy Fallon will air. Beats The Carson Daily Show. He's due for some change. He was never going to win an Oscar with "Fever Pitch" or break box office with "Taxi." The Grammys was never in his league and he'll continue to write "Idiot Boyfriend" on any "Bathroom Wall." He's been saved. Parodies and live TV is his calling. The best part about Late Night with Jimmy Fallon won't be his recurring imitations of a douche bag celebrity DJs, he got in touch with his ROOTS.
Check it out...
Guess I am going to NY after all!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
3. "I Be On That....Straight Up On That."
Superstar (Feat. Matthew Santos) (Acoustic Version) - Lupe Fiasco
Hail New Yorker Nate Robinson! He made all chocolate hearts bitter and demolished all bouquets of red roses for the evening with his 5'9'' rim grabbing ending it with a flair of Soulja Boy tellin' Dwight Howard to take his cape and eat it too. Although, Dwight Howard made the Slam Dunk contest entertaining, taking us back to where he took us in '08...Metropolis. As if the show couldn't get any better, Robinson responded back to Superman with a green Knicks throwback while grasping a neon green ball as Robinson not only killed, but leaped over Howard as his kryptonite.
I'd like to be on Dwight Howard's fave 5 after seeing the show he put on. If it wasn't for his cape, phone booth, or his SXT (Super-eXtra Tiny) jersey watching the event wouldn't had been as fun. Valentine's Day was a lot better in red,blue and a flashing green.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
2. Thursday Sessions
yo - chris brown
[Chris Brown before he owned boxing gloves... ]
If I could've only recorded the performance I saw Sunday [02.08.09] night to shove into your faces how GOOD it was to see Black Star perform together. It would be like eating chocolate in front of someone who gave it up for Lent. My boyfriend and I waited for two hours for a show that led us to think "This guy must be extremely high that he can't remember how he's going to start" that fled as we were leaving the HOB with dreads and Rastafarian accents calling each other Boogie Man. Talib made it better, but his outfit wasn't doing the man any justice with his green DC hat, a silver phony Member's Only jacket and kicks that were as aluminum the Jetson's mini-van. Oh well, wasn't a fashion show!
[Happy Valentine's Day! Love, Me.]
The weekend was nicely ended with "Travellin' Man" which foreshadowed the rest of my week.
Yesterday, I had an interview that humiliated and strengthened my career. I had applied for an internship for a group affiliated with Wu Tang. To cut the lengthy story, I got the position and will NEVER listen to Wu Tang the same again. I'm definitely not throwing up any "W's."
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
1. "Tryin' to make a dolla outta.." Change.
I am no Carrie Bradshaw, just another shadow to her bedazzling metropolitan lifestyle and yet another artisan with a black pen instead of a Mac Book, well an HP. While she strolls down 5th Avenue in Jimmy Choos and devours Manolo Blahniks, I stumble in Nikes and more Nikes, maybe strut Steve Madden’s when I feel desirable on a moonlit night in L.A. Love triangles are non-existent in my life and post-it break ups are beyond every shade of taxi cab yellow found in my desk drawers.
The economy can subterfuge through her collection of men and my 4th grade letters. Part-time student, in need of a part-time job? I'm not the only one searching through Craigslist. Even our therapeutical bargain booze from Trader Joes to ease the pain has inflated. Next thing you know, the "Value Meal" will be of a $5 value and child obesity will decrease...yeah right. What's it going to take? A Black president and new orders of business to settle? Oh, and time? I hope so or else Shepard Fairey could've saved his mug shot for a t-shirt.
We're in need of some Soul.
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