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Monday, November 8, 2010
Free is Getting a Blog!
It's official! Freeflowin will be getting a blog soon. Keep your eyes open! And your...ummm...eyes open is good.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Friday, July 9, 2010
Hot!
So I bet you're expecting me to talk about how hot its been. How grueling it is in our apartment. How sleeping means sweating. Buuuuttt I'd rather talk about my mind. Has anyone seen it? I think it was left on the FREAKING SAUNA THAT IS LIFE LATELY!!!
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
Friday, July 2, 2010
On that roooaaad agaaaiiiinnn...
A week (and change) on the road. Now I'm back home relaxing. And I tell you I feel...hmm. I'd like to say how happy I am. How great it is to be on home turf. How awesome it is to wake up to the sound of birds singing and a gentle breeze instead of someone going to the bathroom, snoring, rifling through things, blowing a nose, turning on the light, talking on the phone, talking to someone else there, talking to him or herself, loud music, gas pumping time (one of my tour duties regardless of the time or state of sleep) and all the other glorious methods of waking from the oh so cherished sleep while on tour. The reality is...I'm starting to like being on the road.
I've started to like the available ears 24 hours a day. The open minds. The laughter and incessant chatter of hilarity, political discourse, and life's journey. Waking to a different place every few hours while meeting and building bonds with new persons at each stop. The performing on new stages for new crowds in new venues. The good food made by chef's 1, 2 and whatever new temporary or restaurant chef we encounter. The late night convo's with other artists living the dream of performing out of love and the (at times annoying) feeling that this is why he or she has been given breath. The ever changing scenes out of the van's windows (much better than anything currently on TV). The knowledge gained not only of the locations current events or history but also the knowledge gained by saying hello to someone and hearing their story. Learning of his or her path, the lessons learned and the journey's of their ancestors. What gets me the most is realizing that we are all on a journey...taking different routes but on a journey none the less. All this and more makes me wonder if I'm meant to be a nomad.
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
I've started to like the available ears 24 hours a day. The open minds. The laughter and incessant chatter of hilarity, political discourse, and life's journey. Waking to a different place every few hours while meeting and building bonds with new persons at each stop. The performing on new stages for new crowds in new venues. The good food made by chef's 1, 2 and whatever new temporary or restaurant chef we encounter. The late night convo's with other artists living the dream of performing out of love and the (at times annoying) feeling that this is why he or she has been given breath. The ever changing scenes out of the van's windows (much better than anything currently on TV). The knowledge gained not only of the locations current events or history but also the knowledge gained by saying hello to someone and hearing their story. Learning of his or her path, the lessons learned and the journey's of their ancestors. What gets me the most is realizing that we are all on a journey...taking different routes but on a journey none the less. All this and more makes me wonder if I'm meant to be a nomad.
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
Friday, June 18, 2010
Ooooo I aughta!
Woke up this morning...got myself...a BAD ATTITUDE! Ever wake up cranky wanky. Meaning you're mad but don't really know why and are pretty sure it's for either no or a meaningless reason. Well that's cranky wanky.
So I'm cranky wanky and I'm mad at the world. Mad at economy. At BP and their stuck up CEO's. Mad at my Bank Account and the laughing sound the atm's make every time I make a withdrawal (How and when did they install that damn laughing voice. It sounds like Homer Simpson's laugh on acid). Mad at that damn bird of mine and her anti-social behavior (knowledge of her treating me like my Middle School GF wasn't in the dang Parakeet pamphlet at the petshop...I know...I'm over it) Mad at my hair (one a dem days). Mad at my current career (all good...but damnit if it isn't difficult to build a home on a foundation made of uncharted waters). Mad at the women that de-humanize me by whistling and pinching my butt when I walk by. (Not that it happens...but come on!).
I had this bad Goonie Goo Goo (watch Eddie Murphy's Delirious) on me from the morning. Anything my lady said...no matter how sweet or unrelated to me it was I wanted to snap back with sarcasm (I didn't...but I wanted to). Got an e-mail from my one of group members and I wanted to respond with a few Spanish curse words (Spanish...because it just feels so much more powerful).
Now though...5:11pm. I'm feeling better. Went to gym. Got my blood flowing, some additional oxygen to my brain, woke myself up a bit. Feeling much better. Ready to hit up Harlem and do up the stage at Lyrical Revolt. Looking forward to dancing with my Queen tonight. Excited about heading to Detroit on Sunday...amazing what a good workout will do. Sometimes (like this time) the gym is my friend and provides the therapy I need (except for the dudes that walk around butt naked. Put on a towel or something people! I'm tired of having to look away. Usually I just take my glasses off but still). Yeah that made me MAD too.
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
So I'm cranky wanky and I'm mad at the world. Mad at economy. At BP and their stuck up CEO's. Mad at my Bank Account and the laughing sound the atm's make every time I make a withdrawal (How and when did they install that damn laughing voice. It sounds like Homer Simpson's laugh on acid). Mad at that damn bird of mine and her anti-social behavior (knowledge of her treating me like my Middle School GF wasn't in the dang Parakeet pamphlet at the petshop...I know...I'm over it) Mad at my hair (one a dem days). Mad at my current career (all good...but damnit if it isn't difficult to build a home on a foundation made of uncharted waters). Mad at the women that de-humanize me by whistling and pinching my butt when I walk by. (Not that it happens...but come on!).
I had this bad Goonie Goo Goo (watch Eddie Murphy's Delirious) on me from the morning. Anything my lady said...no matter how sweet or unrelated to me it was I wanted to snap back with sarcasm (I didn't...but I wanted to). Got an e-mail from my one of group members and I wanted to respond with a few Spanish curse words (Spanish...because it just feels so much more powerful).
Now though...5:11pm. I'm feeling better. Went to gym. Got my blood flowing, some additional oxygen to my brain, woke myself up a bit. Feeling much better. Ready to hit up Harlem and do up the stage at Lyrical Revolt. Looking forward to dancing with my Queen tonight. Excited about heading to Detroit on Sunday...amazing what a good workout will do. Sometimes (like this time) the gym is my friend and provides the therapy I need (except for the dudes that walk around butt naked. Put on a towel or something people! I'm tired of having to look away. Usually I just take my glasses off but still). Yeah that made me MAD too.
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
[SUSPECTED SPAM] La Naturaleza
Gazing at the green scenery I once dreamt of I read. I breathe. And I ponder. Soon I'll be driving to Detroit for this year's U.S. Social Forum. A gathering of minds from all corners of the nation learning from each other. Sharing ideas on how to efficiently re-build what so many have destroyed. Que vidita!
Latin Translator
Poet, Host, Educator, Speaker, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com/home.php
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
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Monday, June 7, 2010
Weekends are goooood!
Weekend was gooood times! Friday I chilled and spent the night bugging out cause I had the group's first Music Video shoot the next day.
Saturday (after all the bugging out...quite literally too cause living in the woods has been producing many fascinating creatures in my apt. this year) we filmed the school scenes of our Music Video for our new single "Be Dif'Rent". We took a classroom at Mount Saint Mary College and filled it up with Youth we've worked with over the years. Some were family members too (I was upset my nephew backed out. Was really hoping to share this with him) like Jarabe's & DJ H2O's cousins. At least I got to bring some of my Nex 2 B Read Club Youth. I was so proud of all of them and how confident they were in the shoot. Made me wanna tear in a "ohh look at how you've grown kind of way". I didn't though. Or did I?! Didn't. Some of them even acted in certain roles that I chose them for...they did amazingly. My young actors I tell ya. These Youth had me cracking up all day.
After fun day with a whooolle lotta Youth Energy I was exhausted. But still had energy. Weird I know. That's what a great group of Youthful minds and spirits will do to ya. Tis why I love my work. Soooo when my Queen finally showed up (she had a long but fun day herself with her "familja"(not mispelled its family in Albanian broaded your horizons people...or get yourself an Albanian woman. They can be bit crazy but amazing. Lot of crazy. Well at least mine. Maybe not crazy...let's say eccentric...nope crazy it is). We went dancing on the Waterfront. We had a blast, dancing, talking, walking and then eating onion rings at diner. She's so much fun and I couldn't stop looking at her. She looked the Bang! Better than the Bomb cause that's the sound bombs make... Bang. Or Boom. You get it. I hang out with her and its like no one is there. Not even the crackhead that was acting mad suspicious near us before I decided to get us out of area. Nor the girl that almost got beat up cause she danced with dude while "his woman" went to bathroom...I feel like...he should have gotten threatened not the "other woman". He knows...other woman didn't "seem" to know.
Sunday I spent chillin, relaxing, meditating and prepping a special E-zine (I'm the Editor of Social ISsUes E-mail Zine) promoting an event we're having Saturday in El Bronx. It's gonna be day 2 of filming and we need 50 people to sit in audience for free show and some light comida. If ya'll interested do like Ja Rule says and "Holla Holla"...oh Mr. Rule u were so much fun in a someone should have passed you a halls kind a way.
Latin Translator
Poet, Host, Educator, Speaker, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com/home.php
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
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