Bodega Vendetta “Freak Love”
I am officially breaking (nearly) a YEAR of silence! Ta-da! Did you miss me? The feelings are mutual. Fear not, I come with a sonic offering to make up for my absence. I have been working on a mix with my friend, Marcus (#GoWes) inspired by “Cuffing Season“. As with any creative output, there is … Continue reading
He Said, She Said: Rainer Maria Rilke
“For the sake of a few lines one must see many cities, men and things. One must know the animals, one must feel how the birds fly and know the gesture with which the small flowers open in the morning. One must be able to think back to roads in unknown regions, to unexpected meetings … Continue reading
The Making of Act II
“Ladies and gentlemen, love is the only thing that can save us all” — Jay Elect
For Those Who Have Burned, For Those Still Aflame!
There is no destination other than towards another refuge from yet another war. Our destination is fixed on the perpetual motion of search. Fixed in its perpetual exile.” — Theresa Hak Kyung Cha *all photos re-blogged from >>> In pictures: Anger in Egypt via Al Jazeera
Heroes Eventually Die: Lauryn Hill and “Us”
“Even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die Horoscopes often lie and sometimes “y” Nothin’ is for sure, nothin’ is for certain, nothin’ lasts forever But until they close the curtain it’s him & I Aquemini..” — Outkast excerpted from Aquemini To worship Lauryn Hill is to miss the point entirely. The impulse to glorify her … Continue reading
The Triumph of James Blake
“All I know about music is that not many people hear it. And even then, on the rare occasion when something opens within, and the music enters, what we mainly hear, or hear corroborated, are personal, private, vanishing evocations. But the man who creates the music is hearing something else, is dealing with the roar rising … Continue reading
MC Killers. Milk & Serial. Get It? Forget It.
My view is aerial Your crew inferior My crew imperial Mc Killers Milk & Serial Get it? Forget it. You’ll still be connecting the dots with smoking holes in your fitted Those that got it be all at the shows throwing fits The light from the dynasty sign froze all of the critics and nary … Continue reading
He Said, She Said: Tazio Secchiaroli
“We photographers were all poor starving devils and they had it all — money, fame, posh hotels. The doormen and porters in the grand hotels gave us information, tips — you could call it the fellowship of the proletariat” — Tazio Secchiaroli 1958