I decided to post this, basically because even though I was listening to Murs when i wrote this week's Freewrite, this track is so inspirational to me and to my quest to become a deeper individual with the content of my rhymes. The IV Edition out right now.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=is-Yf2LCXnw
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
FREEWRITE 10/29/08
This is part of a new freewrite that I wrote to Murs' "Can It Be". Since I felt the Jackson 5 sample SO much, that I'm gonna do an audio to it tomorrow. Perhaps, I will post it as well? Hmmmmm....my way to be motivated to record on my own again, Hell Week has done that. lol. but anyways here it is....
Could it be that I'm destined to reach greatness
Then why is it that ya boy has yet to make it
At end with the economy, banks mispace ends
For myself, I have to fight for a bit of autonomy
A little bit of freedom, little bit of independence
Fending for myself, in the land of the imprisoned
Hopin' I ain't caught slippin', otherwise off to prison
(Can it be I stayed away too long....)
From my family, from my friends, from my lover
Resistant to my mission, distant from my brothers
My smile smeared from the strikes of hard palms
Slapped back to the center of this ticking time bomb
World immortals bound to the ties of deception
God's apostles distorting your perception
Leaving me to wonder, am I truly a blessed man?
(Can it be....)
Sick to death of rap when I listen to these bumbklatts
Claim they balled for years, still workin' on jumpshots
Only to fade away, but I am here to stay
One man of many methods, what the blood clot?
Every story I tell, is a fable to niggas
Til I straight disable the nigga
Increase my rhyme stock to jump from three to six figures
(Can it be I stayed away too long....)
Rockin' a Kangol, tryin' to plan goals
In my darkest hour, head down towards the shad-ows
Reminiscing on forgotten faces, reminded
Time is running out, wit no option to rewind it
Don't depend on lyricists to educate your kids
'Cause words are deceiving, i know that the best
Notepad in my vision, time to put the pen to the test
(Can it be...)Could it be? I guess.
And here's the track itself, so that Adrianne can enjoy it...perhaps buy it off iTunes....cliche.
Murs- "Can It Be" (prod. by Scoop Deville)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEPi4DpYNzc
Could it be that I'm destined to reach greatness
Then why is it that ya boy has yet to make it
At end with the economy, banks mispace ends
For myself, I have to fight for a bit of autonomy
A little bit of freedom, little bit of independence
Fending for myself, in the land of the imprisoned
Hopin' I ain't caught slippin', otherwise off to prison
(Can it be I stayed away too long....)
From my family, from my friends, from my lover
Resistant to my mission, distant from my brothers
My smile smeared from the strikes of hard palms
Slapped back to the center of this ticking time bomb
World immortals bound to the ties of deception
God's apostles distorting your perception
Leaving me to wonder, am I truly a blessed man?
(Can it be....)
Sick to death of rap when I listen to these bumbklatts
Claim they balled for years, still workin' on jumpshots
Only to fade away, but I am here to stay
One man of many methods, what the blood clot?
Every story I tell, is a fable to niggas
Til I straight disable the nigga
Increase my rhyme stock to jump from three to six figures
(Can it be I stayed away too long....)
Rockin' a Kangol, tryin' to plan goals
In my darkest hour, head down towards the shad-ows
Reminiscing on forgotten faces, reminded
Time is running out, wit no option to rewind it
Don't depend on lyricists to educate your kids
'Cause words are deceiving, i know that the best
Notepad in my vision, time to put the pen to the test
(Can it be...)Could it be? I guess.
And here's the track itself, so that Adrianne can enjoy it...perhaps buy it off iTunes....cliche.
Murs- "Can It Be" (prod. by Scoop Deville)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EEPi4DpYNzc
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
CLASSIC TUNES: GREEN DAY- DOOKIE
"Welcome to Paradise"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVODkx3Grd4
"Basket Case"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a73Y40Qqodo
"Longview"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I4MDa8peb18
HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD
In a land where Nickelback/Daughtry carbon copies roam the Earth, where nu-metal bands have absolutely no idea of which direction to take next and become blander than ever...and even where emo sissies control the MTV/Fuse airwaves, you think rock can't get any worse....then it does.
Introducing....HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD!!!
Now...at first sight, you're thinking it's Slipknot meets the Kottonmouth Kings, with an ICP influence...then you take a listen and you think to yourself..."this is exactly what it is". I discovered this band through couple of magazines and promos, of course promoted as "the next big thing". Then when I had time to myself over the weekend with Adrianne, I took a listen to the first single of their debut album Swan Songs, entitled appropriately "Undead (Out the Way)". First thoughts, noticing they sampled Ozzy's "Crazy Train", adding on the immature rap verses, same ol' chug-chug riffs, emo-screaming, and unnecessary and excessive cursing...yea...this is not gonna be on my iPod for awhile. Take a listen for yourself...
Plus, a couple other "gems" i came across over the weekend.
You want refreshing rap-rock bands, try the Flobots or Gym Class Heroes...this shit ain't cuttin' it....Now get this shit "out the way".
Introducing....HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD!!!
Now...at first sight, you're thinking it's Slipknot meets the Kottonmouth Kings, with an ICP influence...then you take a listen and you think to yourself..."this is exactly what it is". I discovered this band through couple of magazines and promos, of course promoted as "the next big thing". Then when I had time to myself over the weekend with Adrianne, I took a listen to the first single of their debut album Swan Songs, entitled appropriately "Undead (Out the Way)". First thoughts, noticing they sampled Ozzy's "Crazy Train", adding on the immature rap verses, same ol' chug-chug riffs, emo-screaming, and unnecessary and excessive cursing...yea...this is not gonna be on my iPod for awhile. Take a listen for yourself...
Plus, a couple other "gems" i came across over the weekend.
You want refreshing rap-rock bands, try the Flobots or Gym Class Heroes...this shit ain't cuttin' it....Now get this shit "out the way".
Monday, October 27, 2008
MORE BAD NEWS.....CONTINUE PRAYING FOR JENNIFER AND HER FAMILY.....
After hours of speculation, more sad news follows R&B superstar Jennifer Hudson as the body of a child discovered earlier today (October 27) has been identified as her seven year-old nephew.
According to the Chicago Tribune, police have reportedly informed the Hudson family that the child corpse found in the back seat of a white Chevrolet Suburban that the cops have been searching for has turned out to be Julian King.
The discovery came shortly after a local 75 year-old resident tipped off police of the vehicle's unfamiliar presence in his neighborhood around South Kolin Avenue.
"I didn't look in there. I didn't touch it. I knew it was a strange vehicle," John Louden told Tribune. "I feel bad about that baby."
As previously reported by SOHH, the singer's nephew was announced missing and police believe his stepfather, William Balfour, may be behind his death.
Her mother, Darnell Donerson, and brother, Jason Hudson, were discovered murdered in the family's Chicago home on Friday. Balfour, who had not been involved with Hudson's sister for some time, was arrested hours after the discovery and is being considered the prime suspect.
Since the bodies discovery, a vigil has begun around the home's front entrance as prayer services have been planned and condolences are taking the form of teddy bears, flowers and other items.
"Everybody is touched by this," Chi-town resident Kevin Smith told the Tribune. "You just wish there was more you could do. You can't do nothing but come by here and pay your respects and pray that your own family is taken care of."
Hudson's brother-in-law Balfour has been childhood friends with the Hudson family and married Hudson's sister, Julia, in 2006. He also has a criminal background including pleading guilty in 1999 to attempted murder and vehicular hijacking, in which he served seven years behind bars, before being released in 2006.
Credit: SOHH.com
Saturday, October 25, 2008
I'M PRAYING FOR YOU JENNIFER....
The mother and possibly the brother of R&B superstar Jennifer Hudson were killed after being discovered fatally shot inside a home in Chicago's South Side neighborhood.
According to the Associated Press, the shooting took place around 3 p.m. EST today (October 24) at an undisclosed home at the 70th Street area. The Hudson family's church pastor, Willie Davis, has confirmed that the singer's mother, Darnell Hudson Donnerson, was one of the victims.
While details are still coming in from the Cook County Medical Examiner's office, the Chicago Fire Department has said the remaining body was a man.
No answer has been provided for the cause of the shooting, but reports are claiming it was a domestic dispute.
Credit: SOHH.com
I heard this from my mom while I was at work and the first thing I thought was....whoa. I don't know what the motives were or anything of that nature, but I'm praying to God, that S.O.B. gets what's comin' to him if he's found. To make it worse, her 7-year old nephew is missing as well, in which apparently is held hostage with the suspect....Man, this world is getting too scary. Keep Jennifer and her family in your prayers ya'll.
Friday, October 24, 2008
LESS OF A MAN PART TWO.....
Now I divided this into two parts for these particular reasons. One, because one blog entry can't hold all of my thoughts and two, I wanted to separate issues.
This issue, pertaining to my family. For me in particular, all my life, I have felt like an outsider looking in with my family. To usually recede myself from certain situations, to never...NEVER attend many events...to NEVER cry at funerals, to NEVER come to my mother for advice...to talk down to people...to be stingy...to be usually me, myself, and I 99.9% of the time. That I truly believe...makes me less of a man.
For me, a lot of it stems from my past experiences in regards to how I handled situations with my mother and sister. How when I was young, we never got along all the time and it even extends into now. Losing that male figure (my father) for most of my "childhood" going into "adulthood"...and even the one male figure I had...is no longer here today.
It is a bit wrong that for such a long time, I put friends before family...I don't know why I did it, maybe it was more of they related to me, where as I usually felt my family couldn't see my perspective, because...well..they weren't in my shoes.
I feel so ashamed, and so small with knowing that I don't come to my mom to talk about things that I go through, that a lot of what I do tell her, is so short in detail. I guess it's due to me being comfortable in my "skin" perhaps? In other words, I have gone through life...being to myself on a regular basis, being a loner, damn near anti-social. To where I hardly function in public, being looked at like I am strange, and to the point where I keep so many things bottled, that when it does come out, it explodes into this thick burst of anger.
That is when the fear occurs of me pushing people away...
And I so don't want that to happen with my mother.
But I guess when it comes down to it, the main reason why I don't tell my mother things is based on disappointment....with myself. Where I don't want to let her down, where she has done so much for me in my life, in keeping me grounded, off the streets, off drugs, off a bad path that I have seen so many people go through...I often fear one slip-up (failing a class, neglecting major responsibilities, slipping with the law, etc.) and that I would have felt as if I let her down, because I truly feel that she looks at me in a way that no other mother can perceive her son as. But truthfully, with me protecting what we do have, in the process, it's nearly destroying what we could have.
Some people may read this entry, and portray me as being "emo", some people may read this and perhaps sympatheize with me, but honestly, I have never felt this low and this shameful in my entire life. With 23 rushing through in a couple of days, like a train wreck waiting to happen, the line has to be drawn somewhere as to knowing what kind of connection I want to have with my family. I can only be an outsider in life for so long...and I'm a bit sick to death of it. I don't wanna end up like my friend Will, having disregarded everyone in my family, or pushing everyone away due to fucked up situations within the circle. Guess I got to change and grow up. Where to begin is the hard part, yet step by step, and day by day would make the process a bit more easier and comfortable. I have lost so many people in my life over the last several years physically....the last thing that I want is to disconnect myself from a woman that thinks of me in such a high regard...all due to feelings beyond my control. I love my mother to death...and I don't know what I would do, or if I would even want to live, if something happened. and that's the GOD-HONEST truth. I gotta treat her better...and I gotta change.
This issue, pertaining to my family. For me in particular, all my life, I have felt like an outsider looking in with my family. To usually recede myself from certain situations, to never...NEVER attend many events...to NEVER cry at funerals, to NEVER come to my mother for advice...to talk down to people...to be stingy...to be usually me, myself, and I 99.9% of the time. That I truly believe...makes me less of a man.
For me, a lot of it stems from my past experiences in regards to how I handled situations with my mother and sister. How when I was young, we never got along all the time and it even extends into now. Losing that male figure (my father) for most of my "childhood" going into "adulthood"...and even the one male figure I had...is no longer here today.
It is a bit wrong that for such a long time, I put friends before family...I don't know why I did it, maybe it was more of they related to me, where as I usually felt my family couldn't see my perspective, because...well..they weren't in my shoes.
I feel so ashamed, and so small with knowing that I don't come to my mom to talk about things that I go through, that a lot of what I do tell her, is so short in detail. I guess it's due to me being comfortable in my "skin" perhaps? In other words, I have gone through life...being to myself on a regular basis, being a loner, damn near anti-social. To where I hardly function in public, being looked at like I am strange, and to the point where I keep so many things bottled, that when it does come out, it explodes into this thick burst of anger.
That is when the fear occurs of me pushing people away...
And I so don't want that to happen with my mother.
But I guess when it comes down to it, the main reason why I don't tell my mother things is based on disappointment....with myself. Where I don't want to let her down, where she has done so much for me in my life, in keeping me grounded, off the streets, off drugs, off a bad path that I have seen so many people go through...I often fear one slip-up (failing a class, neglecting major responsibilities, slipping with the law, etc.) and that I would have felt as if I let her down, because I truly feel that she looks at me in a way that no other mother can perceive her son as. But truthfully, with me protecting what we do have, in the process, it's nearly destroying what we could have.
Some people may read this entry, and portray me as being "emo", some people may read this and perhaps sympatheize with me, but honestly, I have never felt this low and this shameful in my entire life. With 23 rushing through in a couple of days, like a train wreck waiting to happen, the line has to be drawn somewhere as to knowing what kind of connection I want to have with my family. I can only be an outsider in life for so long...and I'm a bit sick to death of it. I don't wanna end up like my friend Will, having disregarded everyone in my family, or pushing everyone away due to fucked up situations within the circle. Guess I got to change and grow up. Where to begin is the hard part, yet step by step, and day by day would make the process a bit more easier and comfortable. I have lost so many people in my life over the last several years physically....the last thing that I want is to disconnect myself from a woman that thinks of me in such a high regard...all due to feelings beyond my control. I love my mother to death...and I don't know what I would do, or if I would even want to live, if something happened. and that's the GOD-HONEST truth. I gotta treat her better...and I gotta change.
LESS OF A MAN???
It's very rare that I post a blog such as this one, or a bit contradictory as to why I don't post more of these, but it's whatever. Lately, I have felt a bit...conflicted, more towards the issue that after 22 years of figuring it out, I truly...have no clue as to what it is that I really want to do with my life. Not to say, I don't in particular, I over the course of my life, have set up many different paths for me to take. The problem that I have is that usually I don't have a clear sure-fire set up as to how to go about my dreams, and I usually suffer, from letting everything run its course. I apply that to a lot of the obstacles that I now go through in my life, from school, to love, to music. It's to a point to where I guess I can say I do become envious, or if not jealous, due to the fact that many of my friends have got to where they are in life, and it isn't jealousy in a bad way, but more of feeling like...I want what they want and I wanna get it the right way. So that's what I want to do.
Especially with my music, I am at a point where there are so many of my peers that are doing REAL big things right now, from shows to collaborations, to damn near EVERYTHING...while with me doing almost the same, it somehow stays at a level where it doesn't progress or retrogress, it is just __________ like that. I'm just tired of wondering where I fit in, or having to make up an image, or to always care about what others decipher from the things that I say. I just NEED and HAVE to put myself out there in the light, if I eventually want to get shine. So, it's gonna be a journey for me.
School, is a different story. These last couple of years, I have been at a crossroads with school, with the same kind of complex. Wondering what am I doing here?, why am I here?, what do I plan to get out of the college experience? To this day, I still have no clue. But, I REALLY....REALLY...wanna put myself in a better position than I have in the last several years at UWM. Usually, there are so many unnecessary things outside of that, that get in the way (for some, not in a bad sense)that allow me to procrastinate or put it off for another day.....not anymore. Time to get focused. Time to be serious. Hopefully, I find the drive and motivation to find that solace in where I am right now because I seriously do not wanna be there forever.
Especially with my music, I am at a point where there are so many of my peers that are doing REAL big things right now, from shows to collaborations, to damn near EVERYTHING...while with me doing almost the same, it somehow stays at a level where it doesn't progress or retrogress, it is just __________ like that. I'm just tired of wondering where I fit in, or having to make up an image, or to always care about what others decipher from the things that I say. I just NEED and HAVE to put myself out there in the light, if I eventually want to get shine. So, it's gonna be a journey for me.
School, is a different story. These last couple of years, I have been at a crossroads with school, with the same kind of complex. Wondering what am I doing here?, why am I here?, what do I plan to get out of the college experience? To this day, I still have no clue. But, I REALLY....REALLY...wanna put myself in a better position than I have in the last several years at UWM. Usually, there are so many unnecessary things outside of that, that get in the way (for some, not in a bad sense)that allow me to procrastinate or put it off for another day.....not anymore. Time to get focused. Time to be serious. Hopefully, I find the drive and motivation to find that solace in where I am right now because I seriously do not wanna be there forever.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
FREEWRITE 10-22-08
Written to The Foreign Exchange's "Take Off The Blues"
My ear attached to the wave patterns, my palms plant the floor
As a beat manifests from the music I adore
Head noddin' to the snares, and from there I'm devoted
To this rhythm, and I listen while my head is in motion
Up then down, my face projects an upside down frown
Hands in the air swaying forth and around
Touch the skies, shaking hands with the Gods, eyes to the sun
My future's lookin' brighter by the second I am one
With this love of mine, so fine inside of her finesse
And I'm forever fixated, faced wit what she possessed
Which was the opportunity, the first step to closure
With the evils of the underworld, sittin' on my shoulders
Autumn's colder, so that only means winter begins the ice age
And my heart is more frigid every minute with these bitches
Who all respond to my promises of a better life wit disses
But you win some, lose many, but never is my life phased........
I just paint the portrait all upon a blank page
Hope for others to comprehend, understand, and thank me
But those blank pages cast only blank stares
Rejecting any and everything that ain't theirs
Kind of how I feel in this city of mine
They all tell me, wait your turn, cause fame takes time
Well, time is money, and every moment is costin' me
Bettin' my whole entire future on life's lottery
Nobody really hears what i say, they sloppily read
Skim through the syllables to conjure up mysteries
I'm chokin' on pride swallowing, so I missed glory
You'll have to wait til next year to understand "HIStory"
That's when my album full of pessimistic anthems drop
You'll never fathom how my mission never has to stop
Enough about me, this concludes another freewrite
AKA, I'm writing for free, give me props!!!!!
(c) Mad Static
My ear attached to the wave patterns, my palms plant the floor
As a beat manifests from the music I adore
Head noddin' to the snares, and from there I'm devoted
To this rhythm, and I listen while my head is in motion
Up then down, my face projects an upside down frown
Hands in the air swaying forth and around
Touch the skies, shaking hands with the Gods, eyes to the sun
My future's lookin' brighter by the second I am one
With this love of mine, so fine inside of her finesse
And I'm forever fixated, faced wit what she possessed
Which was the opportunity, the first step to closure
With the evils of the underworld, sittin' on my shoulders
Autumn's colder, so that only means winter begins the ice age
And my heart is more frigid every minute with these bitches
Who all respond to my promises of a better life wit disses
But you win some, lose many, but never is my life phased........
I just paint the portrait all upon a blank page
Hope for others to comprehend, understand, and thank me
But those blank pages cast only blank stares
Rejecting any and everything that ain't theirs
Kind of how I feel in this city of mine
They all tell me, wait your turn, cause fame takes time
Well, time is money, and every moment is costin' me
Bettin' my whole entire future on life's lottery
Nobody really hears what i say, they sloppily read
Skim through the syllables to conjure up mysteries
I'm chokin' on pride swallowing, so I missed glory
You'll have to wait til next year to understand "HIStory"
That's when my album full of pessimistic anthems drop
You'll never fathom how my mission never has to stop
Enough about me, this concludes another freewrite
AKA, I'm writing for free, give me props!!!!!
(c) Mad Static
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
STARTING OVER...
Man, these last few months of "MY PHILOSOPHY" (my other blog) I have watched it die a slow yet needed death, lol. From your ex's intruding, to procrastination, to repeatedly talking about the same things over and over, a blog or a diary of what was SUPPOSED to be my deepest thoughts turned into a chronicle of stagnant complaining.
So, what do you do, when you hate one of your blogs? START THE FUCK OVER.
So yes, I have taken it upon myself, to once again rip off Dart Adams (author of the Poisonous Paragraphs blog) put album covers on the side of here, as an example of what has "changed my life", start young, fresh, and new.
I have been inspired a lot by Kanye West's blog lately. I don't know why, but a lot of the shit he posts, I stay in awe....weird.
Yet, while I do not wanna rip HIM off either, this is basically my canvas to relay any artistic values, daily concerns, hidden treasures, explicit content, plugs for my upcoming projects, to the entire world to read or hear or spread to their friends. Yaaaaayyyyy!!!
At the same time I am going to try to keep this updated for most of every week if I can't do daily. And I know someone will be lurking, dying to read my every word...a girl perhaps...don't worry it's the one I like, lol....LOVE for that matter.
So I figured why not start wit thiiissssss.......
A video for his remix of Estelle's "American Boy"....btw Estelle will be @ The Rave Thursday w/The Roots & Gym Class Heroes (and I can't fuckin' go....damn job of mine.)
Dude really need to better his delivery, he always sounds like he's rushing on his shit, but he brings humor to his tracks, especially his remixes.
Anyways, it's Timothydelaghetto w/his lovely girlfriend and future rufie victim in tow...."First Asian Boy".
....and for those w/slow computers and their youtube don't work....hmmm?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CqbZNHaf1o
So, what do you do, when you hate one of your blogs? START THE FUCK OVER.
So yes, I have taken it upon myself, to once again rip off Dart Adams (author of the Poisonous Paragraphs blog) put album covers on the side of here, as an example of what has "changed my life", start young, fresh, and new.
I have been inspired a lot by Kanye West's blog lately. I don't know why, but a lot of the shit he posts, I stay in awe....weird.
Yet, while I do not wanna rip HIM off either, this is basically my canvas to relay any artistic values, daily concerns, hidden treasures, explicit content, plugs for my upcoming projects, to the entire world to read or hear or spread to their friends. Yaaaaayyyyy!!!
At the same time I am going to try to keep this updated for most of every week if I can't do daily. And I know someone will be lurking, dying to read my every word...a girl perhaps...don't worry it's the one I like, lol....LOVE for that matter.
So I figured why not start wit thiiissssss.......
A video for his remix of Estelle's "American Boy"....btw Estelle will be @ The Rave Thursday w/The Roots & Gym Class Heroes (and I can't fuckin' go....damn job of mine.)
Dude really need to better his delivery, he always sounds like he's rushing on his shit, but he brings humor to his tracks, especially his remixes.
Anyways, it's Timothydelaghetto w/his lovely girlfriend and future rufie victim in tow...."First Asian Boy".
....and for those w/slow computers and their youtube don't work....hmmm?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CqbZNHaf1o
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