Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Black Wendesday part 1 out of...shit, i dont know....


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Props to Detective Tuesday for the cover art. Shit is crackwater status.

In releasing this album I thought I would take time to break down my thoughts on this album so you can gain more of an understanding of what I was going for when i was writing for the project.

I called it "Black Wednesday" because I noticed that whenever in history there is a "Black (random day of the week)", it usually indicates a time where the stock market / economy shot to hell and put the country into a recession. I chose the day of wednesday, not to refer to a specific instance where the economy made a turn for the worst, I chose it because its the day I was born. So with the recession fully blossoming after I graduated high school, and that being a time in my life where I'm heading out into the world and make a name for myself. So Its like Im born again into a world thats on the whim of money and people doing whatever it takes for the illusion of comfort and control. This album is basically me describing what goes on in this world from my point of view. (along with my boys Cos and Detective Tuesday)

So with this album, I talk about many things. Lack of money, dealings with females, people within my circle of friends, family, religion, politics, partying, depression, how i feel about rap music and a plethora of other things. But in the end, what ties them all together and what makes them all the more interesting is being in a position where myself or the people im with dont have that much money. So it adds an element of frustration and tension to the whole affair. With this tension, I feel its easier to see all the strings and angles to what makes a given situation what it is, rather than me talking about dumb shit that makes no sence, just so you can dance to it.

I dont do that shit, son.

So yeah, thats what it is.
Black Wednesday, bitches

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Lesbian Mixtape

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Lesbians.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Come Up Season



knows for a fact people sleep on him, he knows that there are alot of things working againgst him and not for him and that there are certain people that only talk to him when they want something...So I say fuck it. This Is come up season, so either you DTF or you should hop out of my bed, sweetheart.

"Tits or GTFO, ya diiiiiig?"
Much Respect

Friday, June 4, 2010

Heavens No, Hell Maybe...

I dont know what to say about shit. I try to say real shit, but I realize that with certain things you say, they can be affirmations and projections of what I want to happen in the future. So if i talk about how much life sucks, then Im projecting the suckyness that I feel life is full of. With that projection of negative energy, without talking about any positive and uplifting alternatives to counter act the perpetual suckyness of life, then I'm doing nothing but setting myself up for nothing but more bitchassness and mediocrity, thus giving me more shit to complain and bitch about.

I realize that making music can be very powerful for the person who makes it. Whether youre talking about some insecure fantasy bullshit, or talking about how you feel about some shit thats going on, youre confirming those ideals and taking whatever you have from the most intimate part of youre being, and give that to the masses and saying "This is me, take it and leave it"

So after making a handful of songs about how rappers piss me off, females getting on my fuckin nerves, how depressed I feel when I think about my life in its present position, and various other moody ass shit like that, I think Im done. I cant do this shit anymore. Im not saying Im quitting rapping, shit, im not even trying to talk about myself...

I wanna talk about you.]

I know that might sound weird, but fuck it. Fuck what Im going through, or what I'm Going through. All because Im the nigga thats writing the blog that your reading (that only a handful of people give a fuck about anyway) doesnt mean you gotta burn braincells worrying about me, Im good.

But whats good with you?

You constantly getting yourself in fucked up situations because you have some sub-conscious need to constantly get involved in drama, but then find yourself bitching about it later on? Do you see things for what they really are, or do you only see things for what you want to because you can afford to? Do you have Daddy / Mommy issues and make other people suffer because your mom calls you names, and your dad didnt hug you enough? You use drugs as an Emotional Self Defense Mechanism to keep yourself stable in certain situations, rather than an indulgence?

I dont know, Im just concerned.


Thursday, June 3, 2010