Saturday, July 31, 2010

The Blank Stare Files: Laurence Fishburne's Daughter Wants To Be A Star

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Upon hearing about Laurence Fishburne’s daughter Montana’s upcoming release of her sex tape, incredulously I thought, why is she doing this? After hearing her reason for doing it I thought, maybe she’s a horny wet butt and it has always been a fantasy of hers to do the chicken wing on film or, this is a vindictive action to get back at her dad for something that he has done to her and/or to get his attention.

I don’t know the man personally but, Laurence Fishburne has always seemed somewhat narcissistic to me. He comes off as the consummate artist whose attention to detail and drive to be the best in his craft makes him emotionally unavailable and difficult from time to time. It’s just a thought albeit a myopic one, maybe. The prideful thespian that he is, I can imagine the news of his daughter making a sex tape has to be making Morpheus’ jaws tight.

“I’ve watched how successful Kim Kardashian became famous and I think a lot of it was due to the release of her sex tape”

She actually said this out her own mouth. Really, Montana?

Her motivation is to get famous via having sex on film? When has that ever catapulted a black woman into mainstream success? Kim Kardashian was already somewhat famous when she did the sex tape with Mr. One Wish himself Ray-J. Also, she was the daughter of a famous attorney and Ray-J was the brother of a famous singer so, they both were somewhat celebrities already and that is why there was so much interest in seeing them bone.

Kim Kardashian has milked that hell of that sex tape though; I give her props for seizing the opportunity. She has become so famous that people don’t even mention the sex tape anymore; even her family has become successful off of the thrusts of Kim’s vagina. Reality shows, magazine spreads, product endorsements, you name it; the Kardashian family are doing it. Ray-J has even capitalized off of the fact the he banged Kim Kardashian on film for the world to see and now he is a sex symbol, go figure.

I didn’t know who Montana Fishburne was until this story came out. Hell, I didn’t know that Laurence Fishburne even had a daughter. So, her trying to capture the lightning in the bottle success that Kim Kardashian got from slapping bellies on film more than likely won’t happen for her. Doesn’t she realize that this footage will exist forever? Is she on ecstasy and oxy cotin? Is she trying to humiliate her dad, who is a very famous and well known actor? Valid questions, yes? And she is such a pretty girl. This probably won’t end up good.

Friday, July 30, 2010

The Makings of Me: Personal but not Confidential

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I no longer have my locs. I chose this pic because I look all adorable and shit!

• I have a tat of my ex's name on my right bicep, I got it to prove to her that I was committed to her and she didn't have to worry about me wanting anybody else...Bad choice personified!

• When I was young, I was an escape artist. I loved art from a very early age, I was listening to Nina Simone and old blues records when I was 10 and I would read the encyclopedia for fun. History fascinated me and still does...I read Plato’s Republic, the Iliad and Catcher in the Rye growing up in turbulent Brooklyn...that can explain my street/geek swag I guess...lol!

• Every man my mom has been with has beat her, I had to fight grown men at a very young age to stop them from hitting my mom. The worse was when my step dad, the man my mom married, hit her in the eye with a champagne glass, I ran downstairs and the whole half of her face was covered in blood. She was sitting there motionless. It looked like a scene from a horror movie.

• My birthday is Oct. 5

• I’ve struggled with depression in my past.

• I’ve completed a book of poetry titled "The Tar Game" and I am working on a novel titled "The Pain Factory"

• I think James Brown, Fela Kuti, Sly Stone, George Clinton and Prince are the funkiest people that ever lived.

• I have a Jack Russell Terrier mix named Femi. (I don’t know what she is mixed with)

• My favorite poets are Saul Williams, Charles Bukowski, June Jordan, Pablo Neruda, Arthur Rimbaud, Audre Lourde, The Last Poets, Anne Sexton, Etheridge Knight, Sonia Sanchez and Bassey Ikpi. (And a few others but these poets were the first to come to mind.)

• I am a huge Bob Dylan fan. Yes, really!

• I despise people that move slow during rush hour.

• Marcus Garvey, Paul Robeson, Malcolm X and Harriet Tubman are heroes of mine.

• I am an awesome driver.

• I believe Nas is the greatest rapper that has ever lived.

• One of my earliest influences was my 7th grade geography teacher, Mr. Ford.

• I am of Irish Jamaican and Native American descent. My families’ originated in Clarendon, Jamaica and Red Bluff, South Carolina. I tell folks that I am Southern Fried Caribbean. (Corny, I know lol.)

• I love live music.

• I’ve been arrested twice for doing dumb shit.

• I've seen Mos Def and Nas the most in concert

• My fondest memories of childhood are the house parties my mom used to have.

• My first job was in an art improvisational group...writing screenplays and acting

• I carried a gun throughout my teenage years, even though it conflicted with my spiritual views. I lived in Brooklyn and then Northeast DC and unfortunately, I felt that I needed to do it. Luckily, I never had to use it or I may have been blogging from a cell or not blogging at all. (Bed-Stuy wasn’t no joke in the late 80’s, early 90’s)

• News anchor Tamron Hall is my girlfriend in my head, lol.

• I like the smell of Vanilla and new shoes.

• I appear very unapproachable out in public; the intense look on my face is not one of anger, it’s because I am thinking.

• Mary J. Blige was my first celebrity crush...lol

• I have a very active imagination

• I snore loudly, lol!

• Sometimes I pee in the shower...lol

• Rum and Coke is my drink of choice. I rarely drink anything else when I am socializing.

• I am not a strip club guy, I feel like a loser sitting there giving a naked lady dollar bills.

• I like quiet time every now and again, it is not that I am acting funny, that is just the way I am...I prefer mornings!

To Be Continued....

Dope Flow Friday

The Dope Flow of the Day!

Mos Def on Speed Law

They form a huddle, whisper like they want trouble, I melt the ice grills in to rain water puddles.

Voice tone. Cadence. Lyricism. Charisma. Breath Control... Mos Def!

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Mitrice Richardson May Be Alive.

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LOS ANGELES—Authorities say a woman who disappeared after being released from a sheriff's substation in Malibu may be living in the Las Vegas area.

Los Angeles County sheriff's spokesman Steve Whitmore says credible witnesses have reported seeing 25-year-old Mitrice Richardson.

Police are asking Richardson to contact authorities or family members, stressing that she's not in any trouble.

The woman, who suffers from bipolar disorder, went missing in September after being detained briefly when she didn't pay a restaurant bill. Her parents have each sued the sheriff's office, including a wrongful death lawsuit filed last month by her mother.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Before Beyonce: Minnie Riperton

"I titled this post Before Beyonce" because at the moment, Beyonce dominates the pop culture/urban music landscape. The point of this post is to highlight underrated female artists that never reached the level of success that Beyonce Knowles has but should have in my opinion.

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Minnie Julia Riperton (November 8, 1947 – July 12, 1979) was an American singer-songwriter best known for her vocal range of five-and-a-half octaves and her 1975 single "Lovin' You". She was married to songwriter and music producer Richard Rudolph from 1972 until her death in 1979, and parented music engineer Marc Rudolph and actress/comedienne Maya Rudolph.

Riperton grew up on Chicago's southside. As a child Riperton studied music, drama, and dance at Chicago's Lincoln Center. In her teen years, Riperton sang lead vocals for the Chicago-based girl group, The Gems. Her early affiliation with legendary Chess Records afforded her the opportunity to sing backup for various established artist such as Etta James, Fontella Bass, Ramsey Lewis, Bo Diddley, Chuck Berry, and Muddy Waters. While at Chess, Riperton also sang lead for the experimental rock/soul group Rotary Connection, from 1967 to 1971. In 1969 Riperton, along with Rotary Connection, played in the first Catholic Rock Mass at the Liturgical Conference National Convention, Milwaukee Arena, Milwaukee, WI. produced by James F. Colaianni. Riperton reached the apex of her short, but esteemed, career with her number-one hit single, "Lovin' You," on April 4, 1975. The single was the last release from her 1974 gold album entitled Perfect Angel

In January 1976 Riperton was diagnosed with breast cancer and underwent a radical mastectomy. By the time of diagnosis, the cancer had metastasized and she was given about six months to live. Despite the grim prognosis, she continued recording and touring. Riperton was one of the first celebrities to go public with her breast cancer diagnosis, but did not disclose that she was terminally ill. In 1977 she became spokesperson for the American Cancer Society. In 1978, Riperton also received the American Cancer Society's Courage Award that was presented to her at the White House by former President Jimmy Carter. She died at age 31 on July 12, 1979.

Inside My Love


Never Existed Before

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Lauryn Hill: Repercussions

Her people released a statement saying that this track was leaked and it is unfinished. (to be a leak it sounds damn good.) Most of Lauryn’s songs I’ve heard post “The Mis Education” album sounded incomplete and experimental. (I really dug The Unplugged album, though.) This is the first Lauryn Hill song since “Selah” from that soundtrack to the movie about the girls and the traveling pants that sounds like something. This song makes my ears smile. Salute Lauryn!

Monday, July 26, 2010

Flick Review: Cyrus

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I've wanted to see Cyrus since it opened a few weeks ago. I finally saw it yesterday while Mother Nature took her frustration out on the DC area. Funny thing is Nikki and I had no idea that a storm was going on. When we exited the theater we saw the streets littered with tree bark and scattered leaves. We walked into the theater minutes before the storm hit, talk about timing.

Anyway, Cyrus was a weird but funny dramady about two men in love with the same woman. The two men are her 21 year old son Cyrus a new age/techno musician played by Jonah Hill and John, her depressed, socially awkward new boyfriend play by John C. Reilly.

John meets Molly (Marisa Tomei) at a party, they hit it off and she immediately restores his faith in relationships. One night, John follows Molly because he wants to know why she consistently leaves his house abruptly, every night after sex and he discovers that she has a full grown son living with her that she didn’t tell him about.

The film is funny but it has its serious moments. “Especially, when Cyrus gets drunk at a party and confronts John telling him “Don’t marry my mom, she is all I got and you are taking her away from me.”The film felt really organic like I was watching video footage of actual people’s lives. I didn’t appreciate the ending but I think I understand the filmmaker’s vision.

Jonah Hill was a perfect Cyrus. He had the awkward energy and the manic stare down pat. John C. Reilly was funny as always and Marisa Tomei (How does she stay so sexy after all of these years?) was sweet and conflicted. Catherine Keener, who continues her reign as the indie movie queen was solid as John’s supportive ex-wife.

Cyrus is a movie that has a lot of emotional truth and wisdom and a heavy dose of realistic intimacy. It was worth the price of admission. Go check it out!

The Trouble with Hoarding

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According to Wikipedia, Compulsive Hoarding is the excessive acquisition of possessions (and failure to use or discard them); even if the items are worthless, hazardous, or unsanitary. Compulsive hoarding impairs mobility and interferes with basic activities, including cooking, cleaning, showering, and sleeping. A person who engages in compulsive hoarding is commonly said to be a "pack rat", in reference to that animal's characteristic hoarding.

It is not clear whether compulsive hoarding is an isolated disorder, or rather a symptom of another condition, such as obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Recently, I watched an episode of Hoarders that featured a man who housed over 20 cats. His hoarding problem resulted in his living conditions being unsanitary and inhumane, ultimately forcing his wife to leave him. They show arranged for his home to be cleaned and when the cleaning crew arrived, they discovered things that you have to see to believe. He had dead cat carcasses behind the refrigerator, he slept on a bed that was soiled with cat litter and one couch was filled with cat feces. It was disgusting and uncomfortable to watch. There was an emotional scene that showed the man being separated from his cats that were sick with inflammation in the eyes and other medical issues.

Sadly, the man seemed to have had delusional disorder, the condition of his home seemed normal to him and he went about his everyday like everybody else does. His wife leaving him seemed to send a jolt to his brain. I was happy that he sought out help from the show.

I’ve known people in my life that were hoarders. To avoid confrontation, I didn’t say anything to them; I just chose not to visit them at their homes.

If someone you cared about was a hoarder how would you deal with it? What steps would you take to help them?

Friday, July 23, 2010

Flick Review: Salt

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I never drank the Angelina Jolie Kool-Aid so I wasn’t expecting much from “Salt.” But, I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised.

It’s your typical escapist espionage flick but, it was fast paced and well acted despite obvious plot holes. It was Bourne Identity with testrogen. (testosterone/estrogen.) It was formulaic and it wasn’t without it’s clichés but what big budget Hollywood movie isn’t? It contained some surprising twists and Angeline Jolie was bad ass and believable in the action scenes. Even if it’s hard to believe that her skinny ass can deliver bone shattering kicks and punches.

Chiwetel Ejiofor was good money and Liev Schreiber was solid. I left the theater happy and that’s pretty much all I want when I drop $11 bucks at the picture show ($22 with the wife.) Go check it out!

Dope Flow Friday

This is my dope flow of the day!


Ghostface on Wu-Tang's "I Can't Go To Sleep"

"Technique is ill son, watch how I spill one."

I chose this because of the emotional intensity and artistic dopeness of Ghost's verse.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Alabama



YouTube is amazing! Because we have access to videos like this.

I am a Coltrane Disciple. My stepfather introduced me to Coltrane when I was a pre-teen but, my pre-pubescent mind couldn't really grasp the genius of the man. I embraced Jazz in my mid-twenties and my appetite for Coltrane was gluttonous. I think I've heard almost everything that he's recorded.

Trane wrote "Alabama" as a sonic interpretation of how he felt when he learned of the 16th street Baptist Church bombing that killed four young black girls. His sax's mournful wails are a deep meditation on loss. It is one of my favorite Coltrane recordings.

I Love....

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Laughter that produces tears, intellectually stimulating folks, Nas, Bob Dylan, The genesis of a good idea, the creative process, cool lounges, Luke Cage, words, mental break dancing, knowing something about someone that they don’t think you know, Tom Waits, Saul Williams, Bucca Di Beppo, Joni Mitchell, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Modern Family, Bed-Stuy, Amiri Baraka, Coney Island, Fela Kuti, 90’s era hip-hop, Jamaica, Johnny Depp, extra time, peaceful discourse, gangsta rap, Kate Winslet, chips and con queso, N'Bushe Wright, Reggae music, Belgium beers, Van Morrison, Viola Davis, Star and Buc Wild, Shea Butter, mumbo sauce, being free, Mahalia Jackson, long train rides, dry humor, Flatbush Ave, Esperanza Spalding, The U street Corridor, Bassey Ikpi, Rum and Coke, power naps, beautiful parks, Tamron Hall (MSNBC), Spike Lee, D’ Angelo, Dilla, Byron Crawford, Eddie Murphy, beautiful smiles, live music, unassuming swagger, Kid Fury, Victor Lavelle, HBO documentaries, Meshell Ndege O’Cello, Salvador Dali, good stable friends, Malcolm X, praying mantises, Alfre Woodard, lightning bugs, love filled hugs, my home office, Miles Davis, Mos Def, overweight people working out, Ann Curry, Sunday Morning Magazine, The Five Heartbeats, rainy days, video lectures, lazy Sundays, thrift shops, Adidas, French toast and eggs….

This post was inspired by Val's post

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Thoughts About Lindsay Lohan

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I’m sitting here watching Larry King Live listening to Lindsey Lohan’s pretentious ass father Michael Lohan. What is this dude’s deal? Is he is trying to save his daughter’s life through television appearances? Give me a break! I don’t care enough about Lindsey Lohan’s career to do any research on her or her attention whoring father. But, it is clear to me that this dude loves the spotlight and he gets media attention discussing the less than desirable trials of his daughter’s life.

Lindsey Lohan is a human train wreck. What has she done in the last few years to garner all of this media attention about her incarceration? I know she was a child star and all that but, it seems that she has gained more notoriety for her wild child ways in recent years. It is hard for me to believe that nobody in Holly weird saw this coming. It seems like paparazzi follows her around so much because they know at any moment she can drop dead and they want to be the first to get the money shot.

The people being interviewed on this show are saying that “her jail sentence is too harsh.” and “its unfair.” and “Lindsey is such a wonderful person.” She may be a wonderful person but her actions got her into this situation. Where were her friends when she was drinking herself into oblivion? You would think one of her genuine friends would say “Hey Lindsey, don’t snort that line of coke or you’ve had enough, let’s get out of here.” Maybe they did. Who knows? What I do know is that she is in a lot of trouble.

This has already shaped up to be a very tragic situation. If that young lady doesn’t accept responsibility for her actions and make better choices, she is sure to face a fate much worse than 90 days in jail. More than likely, she won’t be locked down that long, she’ll probably be inside for two weeks tops. And hopefully, the confinement will wake her up and she’ll realize that she has had opportunities that other people dream about and nothing lasts forever. Looking at those four walls in that cell for 23 hours a day should hit her hard. This short period of time inside the pokey should give her a good indication of what she is really made of. And if she embraces the solitude and is not resistant to recovery; she’ll realize that she doesn’t need all the vices that she abused when she was on the outside. Hold your head, LiLo!

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

The Last Poets at Blues Alley

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The Last Poets is a group of poets who came into prominence around the time of the black power movement of the late 60’s and 70’s. They have been cited as one of the earliest influences of hip hop. Their signature song is entitled “Niggers Are Scared of Revolution.” Their self-titled debut album was released in 1970.

Nikki and I attended a Last Poets performance last night at Blues Alley in Georgetown. The opening acts were Face and Carolyn Malachi. The Last Poets were introduced by Askia Muhammad. Being a fan of The Last Poets, I enjoyed the show because I was familiar with the poetry. If you aren’t a fan you might have been disappointed. The Last Poets are old men now, so there was minimum intensity in their delivery and they rambled incessantly on stage which took away from the overall performance. Umar Bin Hassan forgot the words to some of their most famous pieces throughout the performance. Having said that, their messages of black pride and unification are just as palpable today as I am sure they were in the late 60’s when they emerged from the East Wind writer’s workshop in East Harlem. As evidenced by the young lady in tears at the side of the stage while they were performing “Black Boys.” A piece that is necessary and relevant to the struggle of young black men of this generation.

Although there were mis-steps in the set, it was still a joy to witness three living legends of the poetry world happy, healthy and performing words that defined a movement.

Mayweather/Pacquiao: Is Pretty Boy Scared?

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If anybody can end Floyd Mayweather’s unbeaten streak it’s Manny Pacquiao. Mayweather/Pacquiao could be the richest fight in boxing history. The two camps have been in talks before but the talks stalled when Manny Pacquiao refused to submit to urine and blood testing. Recently the talks resumed, with Pacquiao agreeing to an equitable split of the earnings from the fight, along with extensive blood testing.

Pacquiao’s promoter Top Rank put in place a deadline to Mayweather’s camp to respond for exclusive negotiations. Mayweather’s response *Crickets* He finally responded by saying “I’m not really thinking about boxing right now.” Is that what it really is Floyd? Or are you afraid to take that L?

This is an opportunity to cement your legend as the best welterweight that has ever done it and you’re not thinking about boxing right now? Whatever his reasons are for not negotiating the deal, this puts the super fight in limbo once again.

Is Pretty boy scared of Pac-Man?

Monday, July 19, 2010

Inception Made Me Its Bitch!

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Inception was mind bending and mind busting. After this movie was over, I sat there for a minute to process what just happened. I'm happy to say that I exited the theater totally satisfied at what I just experienced. Then I proceeded to discuss various aspects of the movie for about two hours with my homey after it was over.

Inception is not a movie for people with short attention spans. Believe the hype! It is a complete mind fuck. I’ve been on message boards and I’ve talked to a few friends and everybody has their own interpretation of what things meant in the 2 ½ hour film. The intellectual and creative depth is top notch.

Christopher Nolan proves again that he is an artistic visionary and I’m totally waiting for the next installment in the Batman series. The director of Memento, The Prestige, The Dark Knight and now Inception, is on an unprecedented creative roll.

I wrote a different review yesterday but, I realized it contained lots of spoilers and to add spoilers will take away from your own personal mind fuck session. Leonardo DiCaprio is good as always. Joseph Gordon-Levitt stole the show in my opinion and Ellen Page was Juno but, in a different movie, just kidding, she was very good. Cillian Murphy, who played the Scarecrow in The Dark Knight, had a stand out performance as well.

There was nothing bad about Inception in my opinion. Even the score by Hans Zimmer was an important element in making this movie pop off. From the beginning scene to the ambiguous ending, Inception is a knockout, a visual feast that is sure to be hailed a modern day classic.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Redman: Whut The Mix

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108 tracks of classic Funk Doc!

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1.City Lights
2.Beet Drop
3.Soopaman Lova 4
4.Creepin
5.Sooperman Luva II
6.Hold Dis Blaow
7.I’m Dope n***a
8.Jersey Yo!
9.Basically
10.Dis Iz 4 All My Smokers
11.Green Island
12.My Zone
13.Rap Phenomenon
14.Lost One Freestyle
15.Smoke Buddah
16.Wuditlooklike
17.Da Bump
18.Lose My Cool
19.Greedy Bitches
20.Flipmode Squads meets Def Squad
21.Keep On 99
22.Cosmic Slop
23.Gimmie One
24.Whateva Man
25.Hypnotize
26.Gilla House Bounce
27.This Is It (Showoff Remix)
28.Bobyahead2dis
29.Iz He 4 Real
30.You Do, I Do
31.Buck Buck
32.Diggy Doc
33.Me And Those Dreamy Eyes Of Mine
34.Can U Dig It
35.Check’N'Me Out
36.Throw Your Hands In The Air
37.Freak Out
38.Down South Funk
39.Da Ill Out
40.Rockafella
41.Rockafella (Remix)
42.Funkorama
43.Beast From The East
44.A-Yo
45.Tonight’s Da Night
46.Maad Crew
47.Da Da Dahhh
48.Soopaman Luva 3
49.Get It Live
50.Countdown
51.Tonite’s Tha Night (Kris Kross Redman Remix)
52.A Million and One Buddah Spots
53.Open Fire
54.Do The Damn Thing
55.Checka
56.I Don’t Kare
57.Real Niggaz
58.Breaker 1, Breaker 2
59.The Points
60.Rush The Security
61.Do What Ya Feel
62.How To Roll A Blunt
63.Hardcore
64.It’s Like That (My Big Brother)
65.Big Dogs
66.How’s That
67.A Day Of Sooperman Lover
68.Street Hop
69.U Ain’t Nobody
70.Well All Rite Cha
71.Muh Fucka
72.Coc Back
73.Pick It Up
74.How High (Original/Remix)
75.What U Lookin 4
76.On Fire
77.Brick City Mashin’
78.Simon Says (Remix)
79.Can’t Wait
80.Jam 4 U
81.K.I.M.
82.Steppin’ It Up
83.Watch Yo Nuggets
84.Dangerous Mcees
85.Symphony 2000
87.Fuhgidabowit
88.4 3 2 1
89.How You Want It
90.Blow Your Mind
91.Gilla House Check
92.Rap Scholar
93.Headbanger
94.5 Boroughs
95.Lookin Fly
96.1,2,1,2
97.I’ll Bee Dat!
98.Da Rockwilder
99.Rater “R”
100.Walk In Gutta
101.Y.O.U.
102.Hey Zulu
103.Let Da Monkey Out
104.Time 4 Sum Aksion (Remix)
105.Cereal Killer
106.So Ruff
107.Smash Sumthin’
108.Da Goodness


From Allhiphop.com

Inception

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I'm not able to write a proper review at this time because My. Mind. Was. Blown.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

The Dream Is Having a Cold Summer

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It appears that The Dream isn’t having a good summer so far. First, his third and alleged final album “Love King” under performed on the charts and sold less than expected. Next, he made some questionable comments on Twitter about co-parenting his daughter with wife Christina Milian (yeah, her.) Then some photos surfaced of The Dream and his personal assistant/jump off lovey doveying it up in the Caribbean (You guessed it, without his wife’s knowledge.) And now, he just released a public apology to his wife the aforementioned Christina Milian (who does that?).

First off, those pictures look suspect. Not suspect like, him squeezing her ass in one of the pics is photo shopped. Suspect as in; I think the pics were staged. In one of the pics, he is staring defiantly into the camera. There was no “oh shit!, I’m married” look or no scurrying away from the camera like a fearful ferret on a highway. A smart man would have been in a more secluded place because, maybe, he wouldn’t want his wife to be publicly humiliated. And when is the last time you’ve seen paparazzi busting their ass for a pic of The Dream?

This dude actually went on vacation with his assistant, while his wife and baby daughter were at home and was caught on camera. Really Dream?

He released a statement after the pics were leaked saying that he and his beloved Christina's marriage has been in trouble for a long time. But, they were just married in September of last year. So, let me see if I understand (tying on my thinking cap). There was already trouble in paradise, mad problems already existed. But, you knock her up and marry her? (What part of the game is this?) I’m not going to get into the Twitter comments because they just prove that The Dream is as dumb as he looks.

This brings us to the public apology letter to his wife (Again. Who does that?) It goes into how he and his wife have been having problems for a long time and how he would never maliciously hurt anyone (But you did maliciously hurt someone Dream.) and that he is human and we all make mistakes and blah, blah, blah. Personally, I think homie just didn’t want to be married anymore and he wanted to go back to banging the groupie ass that is probably being thrown at him on the daily. He should have been honorable and respectful enough to tell her that, so she wouldn’t have been blindsided. And spared her eyes of seeing the man she loves with his hands all in his assistant’s butt crack. And for the uninitiated, The Dream married and had kids with another fledgling R&B singer named Nivea. You notice how you haven’t heard anything music wise from Nivea since that “Don’t Mess with My Man” Song? He married her and kept her knocked up and her career stalled. When his career popped, he bounced. Smells like a pattern to me. I’m just saying! It’s a valid observation. Christina Milian…Hold your head!

J

Friday, July 16, 2010

Dope Flow Friday

This is my dope flow of the day.


Nas on Verbal Intercourse from Raekwon's "Only Built For Cuban Linx album.

Anybody that knows me knows how important Nas is to me. I had to have listened to Illmatic for two years straight. This is one of his many dope verses.

Did you know that Nas was the only non Wu-Tang member to appear on a Wu-Tang album? That is how dope he is.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

I Write Like...

I found this on somebody else's blog. You put a sample of your work in the field it analyzes and tells you who you write like.


I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

Lebron James' "Step Daddy" Accepts Plea.

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Last September, Delonte West took time off from giving Lebron James’ mom the hot beef injection, to ride dirty, carrying two loaded handguns, a shotgun and knife on a highway in Prince George’s County. He pleaded guilty today to carrying concealed weapons and transporting loaded weapons. He’ll do court supervised electronic monitoring, complete community service and undergo psychological counseling (no shit!)

You know how there was always some dude in your neighborhood or school that looked and acted crazy? That’s Delonte West. What the hell was he doing on a three-wheel motorcycle with two guns and a shotgun strapped to his back in a guitar case like El Mariachi? Dude is a multi-millionaire. What the hell was going on his life that he didn’t use the sense that god gave geese to at least pay somebody to take care of his problem(s)? I say it all the time and I’ll say it again. Money and crazy don’t mix!

Dude was probably on his way to kill somebody when he got pulled over by the police. I wonder what his excuse was when he was stopped. Was he going over Gilbert Arenas’ house? They pretty much gave him a slap on the wrist for being caught with an arsenal. I know he’s thanking Petey Greene’s ghost that he didn’t get jail time. It’s bad enough that he is the reason that Lebron left Cleveland. Damn!

The Ballad of Murs' Hair

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I am a fan of Murs’ music. Murray’s Revenge with 9th Wonder is one my favorite hip hop albums. But seriously, what the hell is wrong with his hair? How do you grow hair like that? How does he wash it? How does he sleep on it? Does he have to sleep sitting up? In this picture the afro section isn’t even visible but, it lives. I’ve seen Rastas with matted locs and I’ve seen a few homeless people with really matted hair. This kid Murs’ hair looks like it’s a Rasta/homeless dude hybrid. It’s like he went to the beauty supply store in (insert hood here) and bought some dread loc extensions and sewed them on to his fro. It looks like a celery stalk sticking out the top of his dome.

An Omar Broadway Film: All Bark and No Bite.



Omar Broadway is a member of the Double I Bloods street gang in Newark, New Jersey. He was arrested for high-Jacking a cab with a sawed off shotgun and sent to the STGMU (security threat group management unit) in Northern State Prison. After experiencing countless acts of abuse at the hands of corrections officers, he somehow obtained a video camera to expose to the world the brutality that he and his fellow prisoners face daily. The Omar Broadway film was an unflinching and at times baffling look at his ordeal.

I watched the movie in a state of ambivalence. I felt sensitive about the treatment of the prisoners but at the same time I felt, Jail isn’t supposed to be fun, there shouldn’t be inhumane conditions but, it isn’t supposed to be a country club either. Also, look at the crimes that Omar and his bunk mate Buddy committed to be sent to that prison, they are both violent offenders. The Gang Unit is a special section of the prison that houses gang members that threaten the security of the institution. So, of course the guards are going to be on edge. I know I would be. You saw the brutality of the guards but, you didn’t see how it got to that point. Omar was basically telling you what happened, which is neither here nor there in a prison situation. And every prisoner is innocent, right?

There was lots of raw prison footage and interviews with Omar’s family members. The interviews with his mom baffled me because, it seemed like she tried to paint her son as some kind of crusader for inmate justice ala George Jackson. (Inmate justice. That is kind of an oxymoron when you think about it.) She even appeared to be gloating about his criminal life, which made her appear as an enabler and probably one of the reasons why he ended up where he is.

If anything, Omar Broadway is courageous for having a camera in a cell illegally for the amount of time that he did. Disappointingly, the footage was ineffective to me because it only showed one side. If the entire confrontations were filmed from beginning to end then he would’ve had something. Also, he is still serving his time in a Maryland prison so they never reveal how he got the camera inside or how he was able to hide it for so long. It was a decent documentary but, it was all bark and no bite.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Are Fantasies Considered Cheating?



I hope not because Esperanza Spalding is my girlfriend in my head.

Chad Ocho Hell No!!!!

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Is Chad Ochocinco supposed to be Flavor Flav 2.0 or something? His VH1 show “The Ultimate Catch” (original I know.) debuted the other night. I watched about as much as I could take. It was clear that Chad was reading from a teleprompter during the set up segments. (Note to Chad: the viewer isn’t supposed to know that you are reading from a teleprompter.) VH1 is producing these reality shows like rabbits have bunnies and they aren’t even trying hard anymore because they know that we’ll watch. What exactly did VH1 think was so appealing about Chad Ochocinco? A bald head and dark skin shouldn’t get you a television show if you only catch balls for a living. Does his team even win football games? Maybe he is footing the bill for the production costs like television payola. Nowadays, anything is possible. And after that shit went off, the T.O. show followed it. I was smart enough not to watch that.

The Passion of the Mel

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I heard the Mel Gibson phone rant yesterday. He was screaming at the mother of his child with a deep primordial rage that can only come from when a woman knows you and knows how to push your buttons. The general public believes that Mel Gibson is as nutty as a fruitcake. And his recent actions have justified public opinion. I guess he played the crazy character in Lethal Weapon so well because he had source material. Him! All jokes aside. I don’t know if Mel Gibson is completely batshit psycho or just an A.W.A (actor with attitude), that is dealing with alcohol addiction.

The first time we were introduced to the dark recesses of Mel’s psyche was the infamous anti-Semitic rant incident. It is widely believed that alcohol is truth serum. When you are under the influence of the liquid courage you reveal inner truths about yourself that you contain when you are sober. In the privacy of his home and mind, he probably feels that way about Jewish people, so more than likely he’s expressed those views even when he wasn’t drunk. The liquor just gave him the courage to say it that night. That doesn’t make him crazy or damaged goods. That just makes him an actor that drank too much one night and said some deeply personal shit to the police, (of all people) and it was made available for public consumption. I know I’ve said and done things drunk that I wouldn’t say and do when I’m sober and I’m not crazy.*wide toothed grin*

We didn’t hear anything else racist, misogynistic, homophobic or sexist from Martin Riggs after that incident for awhile. He entered a recovery program after the incident to deal with his alcohol addiction. He even made a return to acting with Edge of Darkness after directing two ultra violent films, The Passion of the Christ and Apocolypto (which was a kick-ass movie!).

Now, with the leaks of this audio of Mel going the fuck off on Oskana Grigorieva, the mother of his baby daughter, it is not about him being mad, it’s about what he is saying to her. I’ve been mad at women before in my life, but I've never been that creative with my rage. On the first stream of audio, he told her “if you get raped by a pack of niggers, it will be your fault.” Apparently he was upset about something that she was wearing and that was the only thing he could think of to get her to change outfits, which makes him sound controlling, insecure as hell and pretty damn racist.

On the second stream of audio, Mel was more verbally aggressive, spitting obscenities and insults breathing like a dog with kennel cough. He became increasingly violent as the call went on. He said shit like “You deserve a bat to the side of the head” and “I’ll bury you under a rose garden.” Really Mel?

All the while, calling her cunts and bitches and whores and slut buckets and anything else offensive you can say to a woman. I can tell from listening to the audio that she was trying to push his buttons to get evidence to use in court against him and man, did it work. He even sort of admitted to punching her on the audio. We mainly heard Mel, not her, she was baiting him, I don’t know what was said before the actual recording took place. I’m not defending Mad Max, because regardless of why he said those things, he said them, and that’s what the public is going to judge him by.

Despite all of that, it sounded like a dude being tortured by a woman that he is in love with and he impulsively went too far. I’m just saying. I’ve been there.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Netflix Review: One Bad Cat: The Reverend Albert Wagner Story

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One Bad Cat is a documentary about redemption and faith. It examines the life of a man named Rev. Albert Wagner who received a message from god to become an artist at the age of 50 years old.

It is a well paced documentary about an eccentric man with an interesting life. The Rev. was extremely god fearing and lived by faith; there was a lot of truth telling in this movie. Some of the things he admitted about himself I probably would never reveal to anybody. He has 20 children, 16 with his first wife, 2 with one woman and 2 with another woman, his reason was: “that I was a man slut and I couldn’t keep it in my pants.” He talked about working in the cotton fields of Arkansas as a young boy and moving to Cleveland at 19 and becoming a dishwasher. He uses a lot of home spun wisdom and religious language to convey his thoughts. He is also dying throughout the documentary.

The highlight of the film is the art work and many of the pieces are controversial because of the sexual and religious themes. Also, he espouses an unflattering view of the black community in certain parts of the film even though he’s black. His mantra is self-determination, meaning: the white man and any other excuses black people use to not be productive in this society are basically bullshit, get off of your ass and make something happen. There are some really sad and uncomfortable scenes, one that sticks out is during one of his church services, his grandson forgot the words to one of the songs and Albert proceeds to passively and aggressively chastise him in front of the congregation, the embarrassment and dejection on the little boys face was heartbreaking.

One Bad Cat is a cinematic analysis of a man that loved god and told his story through his art work. It is wildly informative and does a good job of attempting to explain a very complex individual.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Me vs.The A.C.

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This is one of my three air conditioners. It is located in the dining area adjacent to the kitchen and on a typical summer day, it is the greatest air conditioner ever.

I set it to level one in the morning, so that when I get home in the evening, the cool air will greet me when I walk through the front door. That makes me happy like seeing unicorns playing in a mystic creek or having pockets filled with rainbows. On a flesh boiling, wall sweating, 100 degree day, it blows air like it has acute asthma.

After enduring random insults from me at various times throughout the week, my air conditioner spoke and said: “Fuck You! I am working as hard as I can, you need to cool it.” To which I replied: No, that is your job, now you cool it, that’s the only reason you live here. I sonned the AC, I’m gangsta like that.

Sunday, July 04, 2010

American City Diner: Ayyyy!

American City Diner is one of my favorite places to eat in D.C. When I eat there I feel like I've been transported back in time. The diner specializes in comfort food and has been a staple on Connecticut Ave. since 1989.

It's open 24 hours, they serve breakfast all day and make outstanding tasting shakes. If you find yourself along Connecticut Ave., stop in, you won't be disappointed.

Here are some images:

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Big bubble gums!

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How could you front on a place with a Ms.Pacman machine?

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The menu has lots of tasty delights

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Each group booth has mini jukeboxes that play 50's tunes for a quarter.

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A booth for two.

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The grilling area.

Friday, July 02, 2010

The Last Airbender

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Awhile back, Me and my friend Nicole had an email chat about M.Night Shyamalan’s disappointing movies post “The Sixth Sense”. We both expressed how excited we were about seeing “The Last Airbender.” You can add another one to M. Night’s list of disappointing films.

The Last Airbender must be a really good cartoon, the movie not so much. It was a lot of CGI and choreographed arm waving. I sat in the theater thinking that some good shit was about to happen based on how cool the arm waving looked and then, nothing.

Nowadays these major studios are spending so much money on special effects and 3-D technology that they are losing sight of what makes a good movie. I don’t want to hear that I should’ve been familiar with the cartoon in order to appreciate the movie. The movie should be good enough to make me want to see the cartoon and anticipate any sequels that are planned.

The acting was bad and there was nothing exciting to talk about in this review. The 3-D didn’t even blow my mind. The lack of good 3-D visuals was devastating; there were no good 3-D moments to speak of. Dev Patel. You go from Slum dog Millionaire to this? Fire your agent. There were a couple of other familiar faces but nobody that could’ve made this a better movie experience.

Thinking about it, it is a film more suitable for children. Because, kids don’t care about good acting, story structure and good editing when watching a movie. They want to be entertained with explosions and fart jokes and shit. But hey, Toy Story 3 is considered a kid flick and I heard that movie rocked.

M. Night Shyamalan UPS is hiring!

Netflix Review: The Lovely Bones

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I heard that The Lovely Bones is a great book, so great; they tried to turn it into a great movie. They failed.

The Lovely Bones is about a murdered teenager who watches from the “in between” as her family and friends go on with their lives. She struggles getting her footing in the afterlife (no shit!) while coming to terms with her own death.

The movie was directed by Peter Jackson of “Lord of The Rings and King Kong fame, so it had some cool CGI moments. But it seemed like the filmmakers focused more on the special effects than on the storyline. The cast was pretty good, especially, the lead actress Saoirse Ronan and Stanley Tucci. However, I think Mark Wahlberg was miscast as the father and I think Susan Sarandon was misused as the grandmother.

While watching this movie, I felt tinges of irritation during certain scenes and usually I don’t mind voice over narration but, for some reason it annoyed me in this movie. I mean, I get it, she was dead and what not but it just wasn't effective to me. I think they (the filmmakers) were trying to combine too many elements. It would have worked fine as a taut murder mystery. I know it was a film adapted from a book and they were trying to stay true to the book and blah, blah, blah. But, if you are making a movie, just make a good movie, period. The Lovely Bones was not one.