Well, this is it. My last day in my apartment. Seems like the same thing the last few years. I find a place I like, but then after the lease goes up, I'm over it. Do you know that feeling?
I'm listening to Tracy Chapman right now. I woke up and started packing all of my stuff. Then I had to paint my bedroom. I know I'm not the only one moving on this day. Every ones leases go up one day. We had some good times in my place. A lot of great bike rides, walks, and back lane beers. All of the nights lighting candles, listening to Coldplay, having tokes, drinking cokes. I'm definitely going to miss it. I hope my next apartment is my last.. For one of the first times in my life I feel calm about all of this. I feel stronger. I really don't have much to say. Or at least as much as I thought I did.. By the time I write my next, I will be in a new apartment. Take care of each other.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Deep Cave Productions
Some very impressive production and videography for yet another local hip hop video.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Crack Music
How we stop the black panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that?
What Jill Scott was hearin
When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin.
Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland
We invested in that it's like we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine
So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it,sell it
The fiends cop it
Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit
We ain't sure man
Put the CD on your tongue yeah, that's pure man.
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that?
What Jill Scott was hearin
When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin.
Crack raised the murder rate in DC and Maryland
We invested in that it's like we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine
So we cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it,sell it
The fiends cop it
Nowadays they cant tell if that's that good shit
We ain't sure man
Put the CD on your tongue yeah, that's pure man.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Be Apart Of Something: They've Been Saying No For Too Long
Seconds to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to months. I'm doing this time with you, Carlo. Sometimes I feel guilty. I mean, I know im personally not neglecting you. But I could also do a better job coming to see you.. I can admit that. Things are changing in my life, and once you are back you will understand. You sound much happier, and I like that. We miss you, come home.
Keep your smiles on everyone. It's just not worth your time to give up. I ran into an old friend recently. We went to elementary school together. I saw him in the news paper last year for a cancer fundrasier. It has slipped my mind what I read, so I asked him. He told me he raised money for cancer by running from the Mexican border to Calgary. It took him roughly 9 months.. If you'd like to talk about passion, then here is your next example. Reuniting with my old friend replenished something inside of me. This man and his passion inspired me even more. We literally don't realize what we are capable of doing. We are smarter then we know, or maybe even want to know. Here's a formula:
- When you wake up everyday, no matter what you do. Remind yourself that your going to be ok. No matter what!! (TELL YOURSELF because nobody can ever take that freedom from you)
- If you break, and fall. Get back up, and push them until they can't push YOU any longer.
- If you feel like nobody knows how you feel, then please think of me and remind yourself that you're not alone in this persuit. We will find it...
There isn't much else to say today. This entire post is sincerely dedicated to a dude named Cole. I didn't tell you about my blog Cole, and you may not see this. However, I'm proud to say that your my friend. Remember to breathe.
Keep your smiles on everyone. It's just not worth your time to give up. I ran into an old friend recently. We went to elementary school together. I saw him in the news paper last year for a cancer fundrasier. It has slipped my mind what I read, so I asked him. He told me he raised money for cancer by running from the Mexican border to Calgary. It took him roughly 9 months.. If you'd like to talk about passion, then here is your next example. Reuniting with my old friend replenished something inside of me. This man and his passion inspired me even more. We literally don't realize what we are capable of doing. We are smarter then we know, or maybe even want to know. Here's a formula:
- When you wake up everyday, no matter what you do. Remind yourself that your going to be ok. No matter what!! (TELL YOURSELF because nobody can ever take that freedom from you)
- If you break, and fall. Get back up, and push them until they can't push YOU any longer.
- If you feel like nobody knows how you feel, then please think of me and remind yourself that you're not alone in this persuit. We will find it...
There isn't much else to say today. This entire post is sincerely dedicated to a dude named Cole. I didn't tell you about my blog Cole, and you may not see this. However, I'm proud to say that your my friend. Remember to breathe.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
17th Day: Still No Fast Food
17 days and still no fast food? I MUST be on one. If you feel like your on one lately, please hold up your fist. Enjoy this day.
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to an evolution.
-Albert Einstein
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to an evolution.
-Albert Einstein
Monday, August 8, 2011
Day 1: War Of The Waging ( only the strong will survive ) A New Life By Tony Friend
There is just much more stuff that is so important right now. But we choose to let the days pass, and go with it, because we don't see. We choose to serve a cause that has no relevance with our dreams. We choose to push buttons, and when we do, we don't know. But we think we do. Welcome to the last pylon that will ever stop you from doing something you love. Only if you choose to follow my testament. If you don't know what a testament is, just look the word up. And why you say? Because any bad day could be your last.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Where The Streets Have No Name
Some people don't understand how hard it is to capture a moment with only words. Most people will tell you that the some of the greatest moments in life cannot be described through words. They are right. That is why my job with writing my stories down is very hard. All because my passion behind the words I let out is just so overpowering at times. If you are a reader out there, and you truly do feel my expressions, my words, and my stories. Then I thank you. You have made me feel and be apart of something I've always dreamed of. You can't buy that stuff.
While growing up in my earlier years, most of what I remember musically was stuff like R.E.M, Soundgarden, Pearljam, Queen, and U2. Among these groups was one in particular that stood out for me. My dad has always been such big U2 fan. If you weren't the most popular kid back in the seventies and eighties, and you built models of planes and cars, and had hobbies? You most likely listened to U2. Here's my story.
To many people music just isn't a way out, but a way of life. Music is a way to get out of your bedroom when your mother is yelling at you. Music is every screaming man and woman out there who want a new life. Music is every face of ours that grins or frowns upon any moment in our life. Most of all, music is in our hearts. I was about 12 years old, sitting in my dads greasy spoon restaurant. I always used to listen to the radio with him. I thought changing through the frequencies while driving through the city was the coolest thing ever. Just me and my dad. I remember hearing a radio DJ one time ask people out there. "If you were stranded on an island with one woman, one kind of food, and one album, what would it be?". I will always remember this day. I asked my dad the same question while sitting down with him eating. Vividly in my mind I remember my dad saying "Pam Anderson, (i don't remember the food), and U2 - Joshua Tree. If anybody out there doesn't know what Joshua Tree is? I insist that you go ahead and look into it. Joshua Tree is an album that U2 was released on March 9Th, 1987. It is said that the album is inspired by American and Irish roots of music and the bands "love/hate" relationship with the United States. It is also said that the lyrics in this album are one of the most socially and politically embellished spiritually and imaginably so far. Joshua Tree spoke for every man and woman living in the world. This album was a way out for so many people. This album was a door locked behind you boarded up so your mother couldn't get inside. This album spoke to people in ways albums will never get a chance. Joshua Tree lives inside me, it lives inside you, and it lives inside every person that gives it a chance to. Music is about standing for something. It's a way out of any problem any man or woman could think possible.
Growing up with my fathers influence in music has molded a very interesting person out of myself. U2 will always have an influence on my life. U2 will always have reasons for why I get goosebumps when I hear music that takes me to another place. The first time I ever heard Where the Streets Have No Name, I felt like I was going to cry. 12 years old? That's real. Maybe it was my parents divorce that created such meaning to music. Maybe I was hurt. What ever it was, it was meant to happen the way it did.
It was a Sunday, on May the 29Th. It was a long awaited day for myself. It was the U2 show in Winnipeg. And it was finally here. I got there early to see the opening group The Fray perform. It was really good. I spent the next hour while the set up was being performed, looking into the binoculars. We sat in the first upper deck section on the west side of Canad-Inns Stadium. Shortly after that there was a vibe going around the stadium that the show was about to begin. Suddenly smoke began to float around the South West gate of the stadium. 4 men walked out of this smoke. It was them. It was really them. They walked out as if it were their last performance ever. That gave me the most un identified feeling I have a ever felt. All of these years, and now this. They took the stage and Bono just stared at the crowd for about 15 seconds. He did a slow 360 style dance move as he felt the crowd seep through his pores. And the show went on..
I remember thinking in my head for a good hour and a half of their set "What if they don't play it". The stadium brought out such a great sound, as Bono's familiar humming echoed through the west side of Winnipeg. If your still with me reading this, I thank you. Because your a real person, and real see real. For every single song they performed they had 50,000 people up in their seats living life. There was a quote on the CBC news where one person said something that made incredible sense of it all. "I don't think I've ever experienced a band that is able to connect with their audience quite like U2 does, and in such a massive setting as this as well. Yet they seem to somehow bring it down to an intimate level". One woman in the Free Press commented saying, "U2 makes us feel as though they like us. Like we mean something". You can't buy that sort of stuff.
After about a close 2 hour set, The Winnipeg Free press writer said it the best. it was followed by the quintessential U2 classic Where The Streets Have No Name, which closed the regular set as 50,000 voices burst into a tidal wave of cheers and shouts and cries.
If you don't want to believe the facts that there were people crying, then don't. But this all happened. I remember bursting out of my seat, and I swear over anything in life I had my entire section jump with me. It was because I didn't care. I was there for that reason. The guitar picking in the start of Where the Streets Have No Name is a sound that will forever be my weakness. I remember putting the binoculars to my eyes instantly because I felt like I was going to cry, and that's exactly what happened.U2, for the first time in my life brought me to tears. I clenched these binoculars and thought of my dad. 15 years of my life flashed before my eyes. I thought of everything in my life that has hurt me and everything else that has healed me. This song has a way of grabbing you. This song stands for every person out there still pushing. Still pushing when they tell you no. We don't settle for no anymore. We are the fire inside that's constantly pushing. That's what this song meant to me.
In the end, people are going to tell you what they want. But we have to stand for something more at the end of each day. I'm 25 years old now. When I was 12, and my dad told me about Joshua Tree, I had no idea what it stood for. I didn't know how political U2 was. I just heard them on the radio. There was one thing I did create for myself, and that was standing up for what I believed in. Now, 13 years later I have a rich admiration for this band, and this song in particular. Don't ever let anyone ever tell you can't do something. Don't ever settle. Don't ever settle for something you feel isn't enough. When they say no, say yes.
There isn't a good enough version of this song from the live footage in Winnipeg, so I have chose to show a different one. This is the exact song I have been talking about, so imagine it live. RV I know you were there, so you know all about it. Anyways, here it is.
While growing up in my earlier years, most of what I remember musically was stuff like R.E.M, Soundgarden, Pearljam, Queen, and U2. Among these groups was one in particular that stood out for me. My dad has always been such big U2 fan. If you weren't the most popular kid back in the seventies and eighties, and you built models of planes and cars, and had hobbies? You most likely listened to U2. Here's my story.
To many people music just isn't a way out, but a way of life. Music is a way to get out of your bedroom when your mother is yelling at you. Music is every screaming man and woman out there who want a new life. Music is every face of ours that grins or frowns upon any moment in our life. Most of all, music is in our hearts. I was about 12 years old, sitting in my dads greasy spoon restaurant. I always used to listen to the radio with him. I thought changing through the frequencies while driving through the city was the coolest thing ever. Just me and my dad. I remember hearing a radio DJ one time ask people out there. "If you were stranded on an island with one woman, one kind of food, and one album, what would it be?". I will always remember this day. I asked my dad the same question while sitting down with him eating. Vividly in my mind I remember my dad saying "Pam Anderson, (i don't remember the food), and U2 - Joshua Tree. If anybody out there doesn't know what Joshua Tree is? I insist that you go ahead and look into it. Joshua Tree is an album that U2 was released on March 9Th, 1987. It is said that the album is inspired by American and Irish roots of music and the bands "love/hate" relationship with the United States. It is also said that the lyrics in this album are one of the most socially and politically embellished spiritually and imaginably so far. Joshua Tree spoke for every man and woman living in the world. This album was a way out for so many people. This album was a door locked behind you boarded up so your mother couldn't get inside. This album spoke to people in ways albums will never get a chance. Joshua Tree lives inside me, it lives inside you, and it lives inside every person that gives it a chance to. Music is about standing for something. It's a way out of any problem any man or woman could think possible.
Growing up with my fathers influence in music has molded a very interesting person out of myself. U2 will always have an influence on my life. U2 will always have reasons for why I get goosebumps when I hear music that takes me to another place. The first time I ever heard Where the Streets Have No Name, I felt like I was going to cry. 12 years old? That's real. Maybe it was my parents divorce that created such meaning to music. Maybe I was hurt. What ever it was, it was meant to happen the way it did.
It was a Sunday, on May the 29Th. It was a long awaited day for myself. It was the U2 show in Winnipeg. And it was finally here. I got there early to see the opening group The Fray perform. It was really good. I spent the next hour while the set up was being performed, looking into the binoculars. We sat in the first upper deck section on the west side of Canad-Inns Stadium. Shortly after that there was a vibe going around the stadium that the show was about to begin. Suddenly smoke began to float around the South West gate of the stadium. 4 men walked out of this smoke. It was them. It was really them. They walked out as if it were their last performance ever. That gave me the most un identified feeling I have a ever felt. All of these years, and now this. They took the stage and Bono just stared at the crowd for about 15 seconds. He did a slow 360 style dance move as he felt the crowd seep through his pores. And the show went on..
I remember thinking in my head for a good hour and a half of their set "What if they don't play it". The stadium brought out such a great sound, as Bono's familiar humming echoed through the west side of Winnipeg. If your still with me reading this, I thank you. Because your a real person, and real see real. For every single song they performed they had 50,000 people up in their seats living life. There was a quote on the CBC news where one person said something that made incredible sense of it all. "I don't think I've ever experienced a band that is able to connect with their audience quite like U2 does, and in such a massive setting as this as well. Yet they seem to somehow bring it down to an intimate level". One woman in the Free Press commented saying, "U2 makes us feel as though they like us. Like we mean something". You can't buy that sort of stuff.
After about a close 2 hour set, The Winnipeg Free press writer said it the best. it was followed by the quintessential U2 classic Where The Streets Have No Name, which closed the regular set as 50,000 voices burst into a tidal wave of cheers and shouts and cries.
If you don't want to believe the facts that there were people crying, then don't. But this all happened. I remember bursting out of my seat, and I swear over anything in life I had my entire section jump with me. It was because I didn't care. I was there for that reason. The guitar picking in the start of Where the Streets Have No Name is a sound that will forever be my weakness. I remember putting the binoculars to my eyes instantly because I felt like I was going to cry, and that's exactly what happened.U2, for the first time in my life brought me to tears. I clenched these binoculars and thought of my dad. 15 years of my life flashed before my eyes. I thought of everything in my life that has hurt me and everything else that has healed me. This song has a way of grabbing you. This song stands for every person out there still pushing. Still pushing when they tell you no. We don't settle for no anymore. We are the fire inside that's constantly pushing. That's what this song meant to me.
In the end, people are going to tell you what they want. But we have to stand for something more at the end of each day. I'm 25 years old now. When I was 12, and my dad told me about Joshua Tree, I had no idea what it stood for. I didn't know how political U2 was. I just heard them on the radio. There was one thing I did create for myself, and that was standing up for what I believed in. Now, 13 years later I have a rich admiration for this band, and this song in particular. Don't ever let anyone ever tell you can't do something. Don't ever settle. Don't ever settle for something you feel isn't enough. When they say no, say yes.
There isn't a good enough version of this song from the live footage in Winnipeg, so I have chose to show a different one. This is the exact song I have been talking about, so imagine it live. RV I know you were there, so you know all about it. Anyways, here it is.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Take From Me
For anyone in my life who has ever fucked with me. To anyone who has ever hurt me, and brought me down. I don't need you, in fact I never will. Any of my haters you can go suck 10 d***s for all I care. This is my life, not yours. You can never take anything away from me that I have a grasp on. I am the higher power, and I am the light that lingers through your eyes when you cry. I am the movement all of you want to be apart of. I cannot be stopped, and I'm a force to be reckoned with. Don't you ever forget that. I am an example for every man who wants to quit. For every man who has been told no their entire life. I am the one putting on for you all lying on the ground. I am the one making an example out of this shit. I am the one you will NEVER stop. I am the one you will never forget. I have it, and you will never take it.
Some People Lead
Some People Follow
But Some People Change Everything
Some People Lead
Some People Follow
But Some People Change Everything
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