So, here I sit, in a Tim Hortons in Newcastle, drinking a large coffee and feeling as though I may be on the verge of death. I only feel queasy and nausious for about a minute or so at 15-minute intervals, which is more annoying than anything...The ladies at the counter in here looked at me with what seemed, to me anyway, to be a mixture of pity and placid revulsion. Alcohol consumption leads to this after-effect, I knew this beforehand...so, WHY? Did I feel absolutely compelled to spend many hours of a night drinking make-you-sick-the-next-day, was I thirsty, was it free? No, no and...no. I don't even enjoy the taste or smell of alcoholic beverages, I can't even drink Coke for like the next week or I'll heave...Damn rum-n-cokes. Goddamn you!
SONG OF THE DAY: Nicolay & Kay - "Through The Wind"
What a great track, in every way! This is feel-good music! Woooooooweeeeeeeee, go cop TimeLine, the collaborative hip hop record from producer Nicolay & Kay emceeing. He reminds me of a straight-up mixup of Pharoahe Monch (the voice, not the flow) and Talib Kweli (voice AND flow). Anyway, GET DAT SHIT!!!
30.8.09
Funny & Cool, My Blog & I
Gary Busey Torture GIF.Nobody could possibly look at this grisly handicapped powerplay for more than a few seconds. Could they?
Real fuckin' smart guy in THIS video, LMAO:
I hope the guy hurt himself, the idiot...
THE DEAD KENNEDYS HAD THE RIGHT IDEA ALMOST 3 DECADES AGO
In God We Trust, Inc. by the Dead Kennedys was 8 tracks long. On the original version on tape, Side A contained all 8 songs, with Side B being left intentionally blank. Printed on Side B was the explanation, "Home taping is killing record industry profits! We left this side blank so you can help."
What it's like to be Big Bird:
Now, I don't know everything there is to know about life. I don't know how many stars were within view in the sky last night, I don't know the name of the actress who played Macaulay Culkin's mother in the Home Alone movies...and I sure as hell don't know why I can be such an asshole sometimes. But, of the few things that I do know, one of them is this: wearing this big bird suit must. fucking. SUCK!
God-damn.
The 'Next Six-Years' Plan [2009-2015]
I've been contemplating quite a lot as of late...thinking mostly about my future, dwelling on the things I want to do, things I don't want to do, how to give myself and my child(ren) a happy life. I vowed to myself long long ago that I would NOT settle for less than what I was worth, for less than something I can at least half-enjoy, as a career choice. I mean, sure - I could take a common trade and head 'er out west like every other swingin' dick in New Brunswick, but I don't give a fuck HOW MUCH MONEY one thing or another makes me; I give a fuck about whether or not I can make a decent (or even more-than-decent) living from doing something I am either good at or something I really love to do, or preferably, both.
My point in saying all this is that music, as an industry to work in, is a viable route for a young person to continue on, past the initial jammings and garage bands that originate as musical abilities develop enough to do something with professionally.
Now, everybody knows that in order to get a decent job, ya gotta go to school, take a course, do SOMETHING to learn the skills required to work doing whatever it is you're aiming towards.
In order for me to take this course, I need to first take some high school upgrades. Two upgrades, both mathematics: Patterns & Relations 112 & Geometry 112. Each high school upgrade course costs $140, so double that for both and then add the processing fee of $25 = $305, three hundred and five dollars that I DO NOT HAVE at the moment. Which is why I am searching like mad for a job, any job - to make enough dough to get me by until whenever I won't need it anymore and I can move on.
Starting the month of September 2009, my upgrades begin and I do them until the end of the semester, I would assume...if that's so, I would end right after Christmas, sometime in January. Now, there's a possible glitch in this plan because I may have an opportunity to head out west to do seismic work in December, so I have to ask them at NBCC if I can do my upgrades as a correspondence thing, like take my work with me or do it online or whatever - even if I could just do both courses online, I could buy a laptop and bring it out west with me and do my school work in my spare time (which I wouldn't have much of out there, probably, working 6-7 days/week). Anyways, I have to figure all this out in the next few days so that I can have an answer ready for going out west to work.
Anyhow, I believe Audio Engineering is a 2-year course also, so I wouldn't be finished that course completely until mid-2014.
Well, that sure was a handful to type, and definitely an eyeful for you to read, but sometimes its helpful to write out one's plans and even publish them for viewing eyes, so that your ideas and plans become more clear and concise to you from that point on. I feel much more confident about my future even since beginning this blog entry twenty minutes ago!
It's good to try and get your shit together...its time for our generation to get on the fucking ball, to get ready and become adults; all the other young parents out there, YOUR LIFE IS NOT OVER!! You can still go to school, you can still get a good job/career! Having a baby is NOT the end of the world, take it from me! If anything, bringing Alyssa into this world truly helped me in being a better person.
PS - I'll end this entry with a quote, from my great-great-grandmother Beatrice (Mum) Taylor, something she said many years ago:
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I'm a musician; but that does not mean that making money AS a musician has to equal me being famous or well-known nationally/globally. If I had to make an estimate as to the amount, in dollars, that I have profited from the creation/production/performance of my own, original music, in the past decade, I'd have to put it at approximately $20,000 (give or take 2 or 3 grand maybe). TWENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS! It's truly unfortunate that for years I was absolutely horrible with money, and was infected with a tremendously aggressive disease known as narcotic addiction - those two setbacks combined took up most of that twenty grand, for sure. If only I knew what I know now, then...things would be a LOT different. But - sometimes one must learn on their own, and I'm a firm believer that things happen for a reason although you control when and where those things are done.My point in saying all this is that music, as an industry to work in, is a viable route for a young person to continue on, past the initial jammings and garage bands that originate as musical abilities develop enough to do something with professionally.
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Therefore, I've officially decided that the music industry is my calling - not just as a hip-hop/rap artist, but as a producer and audio engineer for various genres of music. I want to be able to work at a prestigious music recording studio, walk into the place, and have the ability to sit right down and begin mixing audio, and know exactly what the fuck I am doing, too. I know a little bit about that side of it, but definitely not enough to do that, not yet. So far in life, I've learned how to play a few instruments, including guitar (6-stringed acoustic/electric/ 4 or 5-string bass), and drums. I want to learn how to play more instrument - I've recently bought a digital keyboard (Casio CTK-4000) and a very nice flute by Ashbury, so I of course really want to learn to play both, especially the flute (can't even get a single note out of it yet, ha!).--------------------
Anyway, since I've realized finally what I want to do, I had to figure out step-by-step what I need to do, and where I need to go, in order to get to where I want to get to. So, I've mapped out a timeline plan for myself spanning the next 6 years or so. I am currently 22 years old (23 next April), so by the time I am 28, I should be where I want to be in life. I should be on my way to building a serious career in music, making decent money for my work, and also on my way to being happy with my progress in life as a working man, a musician and (most importantly) as a father.Now, everybody knows that in order to get a decent job, ya gotta go to school, take a course, do SOMETHING to learn the skills required to work doing whatever it is you're aiming towards.
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I've always sort of thought that taking a Business course is something that almost everybody should take at some point; based on the fact that a business degree can be applied to just about anything. I mean, if you want to start a coffee shop in your neighborhood: take a business course, get your degree, learn how to be a good businessman/woman and then get a small business loan or save money and open your own coffee shop, if that's your thing. If money is what you're in it for, and money alone, then there are things you must of course consider: if you want to SELL something, your product should clearly be something that will SELL. For instance, a shitload of people smoke pot - the demographic is so diverse, the ages for pot-smokers range from 14 to 70 years old! And those who smoke pot, LOVE their pot, mostly. They like to own accessories, pipes, bongs, several kinds of rolling papers, scales so they dont get ripped off too often, etc etc. So, if you felt so inclined, you could start up your own marijuana accessory shop! Call it "Cloud N9ne Hemporium", sell all kinds of paraphernalia, books on growing pot, etc - you could make a fortune. Right? But in order to own a small business, you must take a Business course.--------------------
One course in the NBCC course agenda (in the Business section) that caught my eye was: Business Administration, Sales & Marketing. It is the 'Sales & Marketing' bit that got my attention, I'm already a phenomenal salesman, so imagine what I could do after 2 years of learning to hone my sales skills, polished to a premium! BUT...In order for me to take this course, I need to first take some high school upgrades. Two upgrades, both mathematics: Patterns & Relations 112 & Geometry 112. Each high school upgrade course costs $140, so double that for both and then add the processing fee of $25 = $305, three hundred and five dollars that I DO NOT HAVE at the moment. Which is why I am searching like mad for a job, any job - to make enough dough to get me by until whenever I won't need it anymore and I can move on.
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SO - this is my plan for the next 6 years:Starting the month of September 2009, my upgrades begin and I do them until the end of the semester, I would assume...if that's so, I would end right after Christmas, sometime in January. Now, there's a possible glitch in this plan because I may have an opportunity to head out west to do seismic work in December, so I have to ask them at NBCC if I can do my upgrades as a correspondence thing, like take my work with me or do it online or whatever - even if I could just do both courses online, I could buy a laptop and bring it out west with me and do my school work in my spare time (which I wouldn't have much of out there, probably, working 6-7 days/week). Anyways, I have to figure all this out in the next few days so that I can have an answer ready for going out west to work.
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Anyways, so I take my upgrades in time to go to NBCC for Fall 2010 to take Business Administration, Sales & Marketing, and work out a way to pay for my tuition ($2600) and books (couple hundred bucks) when the time comes - worst case scenario, if I have to resort back to social assistance, I know for a fact that they will pay for half of my tuition, pay for all my books, and pay up to $20/day for my transportation to and from school, which would be perfect - although, who WANTS to be on social assistance? Not me. I'd much rather get a student loan and pay it back slowly. Even if I DO take the 'social assistance' payment method, I still have to muster up the other half of the tuition, a ripe $1300.--------------------
Two years later, when I'm all finished with my course, this is where the music part comes in. The Centre Of Arts & Technology is an institution offering courses relative to audio and video engineering. They have thousands of dollars worth of equipment for the creation of music and videography, and photography. There is a C.O.A.T. in Fredericton, and in Halifax as well. After my business course is all said and done with, I want to take Audio Engineering at the Halifax C.O.A.T., and there are multiple reasons for me choosing the Halifax location: I love big cities, I've never lived there before where I've lived in Fredericton for 7 years total of my life, and I crave something and somewhere new often...not to mention Halifax's lively hip-hop scene, I've got a lot of music connections there, and know loads of peeps from Hali, so moving there wouldn't be as foreign as say, Montreal or T-dot.Anyhow, I believe Audio Engineering is a 2-year course also, so I wouldn't be finished that course completely until mid-2014.
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Now, combining my previous musical/business knowledge [all of that prior to my post-secondary education] with both Business Administration, Sales & Marketing and Audio Engineering degrees, I think it'd be safe to say I could begin a decent career to my satisfaction, and make good money at it for the remainder of my working years. I hear that in Ontario, there is a considerable amount of jobs available for working in recording studios, which I could do until I had enough dough or enough credit or both to start up my own studio! And the best part is, during all this schooling, job-searching, working, and whatevers - I can still make plenty of music, produce and make beats, schedule shows here and there in whatever area I'm currently living in, and maintain my position as an active musician in The Maritimes, and in Canada. I figure by the year 2015, I'll have a cozy job doing what I want to do, just starting out in the recording industry, a freshman on the mixing boards - but I'll be doing what I love, so tell me I'm wrong for doing that and see if I believe you!Well, that sure was a handful to type, and definitely an eyeful for you to read, but sometimes its helpful to write out one's plans and even publish them for viewing eyes, so that your ideas and plans become more clear and concise to you from that point on. I feel much more confident about my future even since beginning this blog entry twenty minutes ago!
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I encourage others to do the same. If you have a blog, write about what your plans for the next few years are, putting it on paper feels good! It makes you feel like you have a purpose, and I believe it makes you more likely to go through with it, too, once everyone has read it and expects you to at least lightly follow your own plan's path!It's good to try and get your shit together...its time for our generation to get on the fucking ball, to get ready and become adults; all the other young parents out there, YOUR LIFE IS NOT OVER!! You can still go to school, you can still get a good job/career! Having a baby is NOT the end of the world, take it from me! If anything, bringing Alyssa into this world truly helped me in being a better person.
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Well, time to hit the sack, but thank you for reading, everybody! I hope my family and friends all support me in my goals and ambitions, I'm sure they do. Thanks to everyone who has helped me lately, every reaching hand is much appreciated, every little bit helps like you have no idea. Have a good one, peepz!PS - I'll end this entry with a quote, from my great-great-grandmother Beatrice (Mum) Taylor, something she said many years ago:
"Love many, trust few;
Always paddle your own canoe."
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3.8.09
DNA's Home Studio
My studio is split sort of into areas, in a way. It doesn't appear to have any separatism to it, but there is. When you first walk in, on the right of the studio room is the really big piano, the one that took 13 large guys to carry into the studio - pretty big piano, lol. Next to the piano area is the turntablism/DJ area, where my Numark TT1625's are all set up lookin' pretty with all their colorful green and red lights. Between them is the DM950 DJ mixer that came with them in a 'battle pack', I believe it was called, or something. A pair of 100-watt Panasonic speakers accompany the 'tables, as well as 3 small surround-sound speakers, 2 of which are positioned on top of the larger Panasonic 100w's, while the 3rd rests on top of one of my PC monitors.
Next area is the mixing/editing area, where my Acer Aspire desktop computer plus all its' components/hardware/extras. On the computer desk is the computer tower, Creative Real-time webcam, a 20-inch flatscreen monitor, a older white 21-inch Philips monitor covered in Transfomers & skateboarding stickers, D-Link wireless adapter, external DVD burner drive, 2 external Hard Drives (one 500GB, the other 250GB), 4-port external USB Hub, SD Card Reader (usb), Gateway speakers, USB keyboard & wireless mouse, Bamboo graphics design pad/pen/mouse setup, wireless internet router, an extra internet router, and one of my mixers (the best of the 3, the Peavey PV8 USB mixer, the interface my condenser studio mic hooks into) - also on top of the PC tower is the external 'Backpack CD-Rom', donning atop it the small Behringer Eurorack UB502 mixer, which my AKG dynamic mic is plugged up to. I also have a drum pad and drumsticks that extend from the desk to the left of where I'm sitting, so I can just play a sample and bang out a quick beat pattern to it for quick drum & rhythm ideas - it really comes in very handy lots of times. Below this drum pad is the 3rd mixer, the Behringer Eurorack UB120FX, a nice mixer that I have yet to really use much thus far.
To the right of my computer chair at the mixing/editing area is my new Casio CTK-4000 usb keyboard. This rather large digital keyboard has hundreds of sounds, tunes, rhythms and effects built in, with USB 2.0 connectivity to my studio's PC as a MIDI device, absolutely AWESOME for adding extra things to my beats and songs.
Moving along, we have the vocal booth (opposite of the entrance door to the studio), with a frame made of wood, soundproofed with carpeting on the outside and thick bedding foam on the inside, including its roof. Push aside the draped Bob Marley flag which serves as the booth's entryway, and inside is the Apex 435 studio condenser mic that i use to record vocals with, perched securely and neatly on the black microphone stand I bought recently (the first mic stand I acquired wasn't compatible with the fittings of the condenser mic's shock mount, how it screwed on was all wrong in dimension so I picked up a new stand, a much, much better one), complete with silver shock mount, pop filter and wind sock. The inside of the booth also has pegs to hang the Sony noise-canceling headphones used while recording vocals, or your necklace chain, or whatever. The inside of the vocal booth's roof has got magnetic LED lights mounted, pointing down, so that you have more than enough light to read written lyrics by whilst recording your stuff, they are motion-controlled - a wave of your hand shuts them all off simulatneously and conveniently. Between the vocal booth and the next area is my Citizen acoustic guitar, in its case, complete with picks, a tuner and a capo.
In the next corner is where the small CD player is, and all of my CD collection. This is where the dude goes who just showed up to the studio late and hasn't even written his verse yet - we send him to The Corner. One can just pop the cd with the beat on it into the cd player, put on his headphones and start writing without bothering anyone, so that work can continue in other areas in the meanwhile. The Corner is also where I keep my Smoke Box, a bread box thats got all sorts of little ganja gadgets, rolling papers and so on - BUT - NO SMOKING in the studio, ever.
Beside The Corner is the writing area, a really wide oaktop desk with all the lyrics I ever wrote atop it, as well as stacks of magazines of all KINDS to read (mags about computers, audio mixing, rap/hip-hop, marijuana, medical marijuana, TIME, Maxim, couple porn mags like Playboy, Penthouse & Hustler, Heavy Metal graphic comics, etc.), a nice Circa Clock, all my sunglasses, a chess board with a nifty drawer in it to put office supplies and small things I need day-to-day, my pencil & sharpie holder, a basket of random stuff including some smaller instruments like a couple kazoos, a marocca, my tamborine, harmonica and the spoons, a camera, bunch of shit in that basket. Beside this writing desk is a 40-inch television to play video games & watch DVDs on, and a bookshelf full of great books behind the TV.
*** So, that's pretty much everything....if anyone wants to come record some vocals, let me know and we'll arrange something! And don't try to break into my studio, the door is securely locked and both windows have motion sensor alarms attached to them - if a window is either opened or broken, the alarm goes off and automatically notifies my home security company and the authorities. I am also purchasing metal bars to install on the windows for extra security measures. And if I catch you breaking into my studio, I will cut both of your hands off on the spot with my big fucking knife I keep hidden so you can't steal from anyone again.***
Next area is the mixing/editing area, where my Acer Aspire desktop computer plus all its' components/hardware/extras. On the computer desk is the computer tower, Creative Real-time webcam, a 20-inch flatscreen monitor, a older white 21-inch Philips monitor covered in Transfomers & skateboarding stickers, D-Link wireless adapter, external DVD burner drive, 2 external Hard Drives (one 500GB, the other 250GB), 4-port external USB Hub, SD Card Reader (usb), Gateway speakers, USB keyboard & wireless mouse, Bamboo graphics design pad/pen/mouse setup, wireless internet router, an extra internet router, and one of my mixers (the best of the 3, the Peavey PV8 USB mixer, the interface my condenser studio mic hooks into) - also on top of the PC tower is the external 'Backpack CD-Rom', donning atop it the small Behringer Eurorack UB502 mixer, which my AKG dynamic mic is plugged up to. I also have a drum pad and drumsticks that extend from the desk to the left of where I'm sitting, so I can just play a sample and bang out a quick beat pattern to it for quick drum & rhythm ideas - it really comes in very handy lots of times. Below this drum pad is the 3rd mixer, the Behringer Eurorack UB120FX, a nice mixer that I have yet to really use much thus far.
To the right of my computer chair at the mixing/editing area is my new Casio CTK-4000 usb keyboard. This rather large digital keyboard has hundreds of sounds, tunes, rhythms and effects built in, with USB 2.0 connectivity to my studio's PC as a MIDI device, absolutely AWESOME for adding extra things to my beats and songs.
Moving along, we have the vocal booth (opposite of the entrance door to the studio), with a frame made of wood, soundproofed with carpeting on the outside and thick bedding foam on the inside, including its roof. Push aside the draped Bob Marley flag which serves as the booth's entryway, and inside is the Apex 435 studio condenser mic that i use to record vocals with, perched securely and neatly on the black microphone stand I bought recently (the first mic stand I acquired wasn't compatible with the fittings of the condenser mic's shock mount, how it screwed on was all wrong in dimension so I picked up a new stand, a much, much better one), complete with silver shock mount, pop filter and wind sock. The inside of the booth also has pegs to hang the Sony noise-canceling headphones used while recording vocals, or your necklace chain, or whatever. The inside of the vocal booth's roof has got magnetic LED lights mounted, pointing down, so that you have more than enough light to read written lyrics by whilst recording your stuff, they are motion-controlled - a wave of your hand shuts them all off simulatneously and conveniently. Between the vocal booth and the next area is my Citizen acoustic guitar, in its case, complete with picks, a tuner and a capo.
In the next corner is where the small CD player is, and all of my CD collection. This is where the dude goes who just showed up to the studio late and hasn't even written his verse yet - we send him to The Corner. One can just pop the cd with the beat on it into the cd player, put on his headphones and start writing without bothering anyone, so that work can continue in other areas in the meanwhile. The Corner is also where I keep my Smoke Box, a bread box thats got all sorts of little ganja gadgets, rolling papers and so on - BUT - NO SMOKING in the studio, ever.
Beside The Corner is the writing area, a really wide oaktop desk with all the lyrics I ever wrote atop it, as well as stacks of magazines of all KINDS to read (mags about computers, audio mixing, rap/hip-hop, marijuana, medical marijuana, TIME, Maxim, couple porn mags like Playboy, Penthouse & Hustler, Heavy Metal graphic comics, etc.), a nice Circa Clock, all my sunglasses, a chess board with a nifty drawer in it to put office supplies and small things I need day-to-day, my pencil & sharpie holder, a basket of random stuff including some smaller instruments like a couple kazoos, a marocca, my tamborine, harmonica and the spoons, a camera, bunch of shit in that basket. Beside this writing desk is a 40-inch television to play video games & watch DVDs on, and a bookshelf full of great books behind the TV.
*** So, that's pretty much everything....if anyone wants to come record some vocals, let me know and we'll arrange something! And don't try to break into my studio, the door is securely locked and both windows have motion sensor alarms attached to them - if a window is either opened or broken, the alarm goes off and automatically notifies my home security company and the authorities. I am also purchasing metal bars to install on the windows for extra security measures. And if I catch you breaking into my studio, I will cut both of your hands off on the spot with my big fucking knife I keep hidden so you can't steal from anyone again.***
25.7.09
7.7.09
DNA - "NEMESIS RISING" The Mixtape
Ummmm yeah, sooo I just MIGHT need to change the release date to a later one...lol. Because this project isn't even half done being recorded yet, therefore I HIGHLY doubt it will be released this month. lolI'll get back to you on this one. It IS being released though, this year. I refuse to let this project slip away and never be completed. It will be done.
6.7.09
Threesome From Hell
I have very few rules in life. Don't eat ice cream right before bed, unless you want heartburn. Don't watch Jimmy Fallon right before bed, unless you want heartburn. And never, ever, under any circumstances, get high and drunk on a Monday night and have a threesome with another dude and a chick from Fredericton named Serena -- especially if Serena looks like the type of girl a Springer Show producer would stop on the street, and especially if Serena's six-month-old is sleeping nearby. It's a rule I've managed never to break over the years, unlike that damn Fallon rule. But, as the Gleaner and many other outlets reported this week, two local men recently showed they just didn't have the restraint. As you can imagine, it didn't end well. It all went down early Tuesday morning, after a night of drinking undisclosed amounts of alcohol and doing undisclosed sorts of drugs. I'm guessing bucket-loads of whiskey and cocaine, but it could have been troughs full of Miller High Life and crystal meth. They are trivial details, really. What matters is that at some point in the night, Mrs. Brooks decided it would be a good idea to allow two men named Ruffin (her husband) and Clint (not her husband) to have sex with her. Now most guys -- and certainly every guy named Clint -- aspires to have a threesome in his life, or at least wouldn't turn one down. But this, friends, was what us straight folk call "not the cool kind" -- a threesome of the two-guy-one-girl variety that has very little upside to it. And at some point in the rendezvous, something clearly went wrong...parts touched. Eyes locked. Swords crossed. Something went down, and either Clint or Ruffin -- probably both of them, and probably right around the time the drugs wore off -- decided their manhood had been threatened. They started fighting, rolling around the floor, presumably completely naked. More parts-touching. More eye-locking. MUCH more manhood perceived lost. Now at this point, you have to figure they were on the verge of waking the baby, obviously, and while Serena Brooks will tolerate two half-cocked men sharing her pecker-mitten on a Monday night, she will not -- will not! -- allow those men to wake her sleeping child! So, she stabbed them - because you know, everyone knows the way to break up a fight between two guys who were just moments earlier rochambeauing for the honor of first insertion is not to sit nude on the bed, softly calling them back to your slippery, pink panty hamster. No, fuck, that would never work. Everyone knows you have to violently stab each man in the spine as hard as you fucking can! So, this is what she did...and it worked! They stopped fighting, it seems, which led directly to what had be the most awkward car ride in the history of awkward car rides, as Clint Cadigan, 27, and Ruffin Griffin, 28, drove together to Boulder Community Hospital.
"Dude your wife's a fucking crazy, CRAZY bitch!""I know, right? One minute you're getting your flute cleaned, and the next minute you've got a steak knife in your spine! Shit, just last week I was getting a handjob from her...and outa nowhere she up and kicked me in the fuckin' shin - you know how much that hurts!"
"Oh yeah!"
"Word up. Hey, could you drive, maybe? I can't feel my limbs, the cunt got me square in the spinal cord."
Upon arriving at the hospital, their wounds were treated and were not considered life-threatening. But, according to authorities, doctors were apparently not able to revive their dignity. Here's to hoping at least someone got their rocks off before the knives came out, at least. These 3 definitely get my "Retard(s) of the Week" recommendation. Stay tuned for next weeks retards!
PS - check this out lol, its someone's post on Digg.com :
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30.6.09
Home Recording...
Really looking forward to setting up my own home studio...I've got almost everything I need at the moment, minus a few items.
So far, the equipment I have is:
- Numark TT1625 turntables + Numark Mixer
- Acer Aspire desktop PC [3 GB Ram, 500GB hard drive capacity]
- Behringer Eurorack UB502 mixer
- Apex condenser microphone
- AKG dynamic microphone (not needed for studio, but whatever, I have it)
- Microphone stand
At the moment, all I really need to have enough to record with is:
- Peavey mixer (purchasing August 1st)
- Sony headphones
- lots of egg carton
Anyways, I'm super pumped to get this on the go, I've wanted my own home studio since I was a kid. I'll update on it when I get more stuff and get it set up, I also need to locate my Numark turntable mixer...seems to have gone awol on me.
So far, the equipment I have is:
- Numark TT1625 turntables + Numark Mixer
- Acer Aspire desktop PC [3 GB Ram, 500GB hard drive capacity]
- Behringer Eurorack UB502 mixer
- Apex condenser microphone
- AKG dynamic microphone (not needed for studio, but whatever, I have it)
- Microphone stand
At the moment, all I really need to have enough to record with is:
- Peavey mixer (purchasing August 1st)
- Sony headphones
- lots of egg carton
Anyways, I'm super pumped to get this on the go, I've wanted my own home studio since I was a kid. I'll update on it when I get more stuff and get it set up, I also need to locate my Numark turntable mixer...seems to have gone awol on me.
29.6.09
The Mother Of My Child Is A Nut Bar [Part 1]
Alright. For those of you who DON'T know me, and my situation with my psychotic ex-girlfriend, hang onto your computer chairs because this is gonna be a wild story only fit for made-up drama novels. In 2005, I was incredibly stupid and let myself be suckered into a relationship with a complete psycho chick. Although I did not want to be with her for the ENTIRE time I was with her (almost 3 years), I was constantly manipulated and fucked around with so that I would stay with her all that time. She cheated on me several times, most or all times with dirty people (this is confirmed - they were pretty much all extremely dirty: Jared Murphy, Jon Dickey to name a couple.) ANYWAYS that part is irrelevant.
Bottom line: I've had enough of this retard's bullshit. I'm going to splash this story all over the net, and let everyone know what a crazy, psycho, sick person Amanda is, once n for all.
Now, while her and I dated, it was a rollercoaster of nuts-o proportions. When we would fight, for example, she would pull out her hair, punch herself in the head/face, she slammed her own hand in the back door of my house on purpose once on Xmas Eve, and this one is super great: she would tell me to leave our apartment, to which I would reply SURE! and I'd pack all my shit up and try to leave - but Amanda would be standing in the doorway, crying, begging me not to leave. Then I would be forced to move her out of my way so I could leave, I would just push her ever-so-gently to the left or right, you know, to get her to move, and she would FALL TO THE FLOOR SCREAMING REAL DRAMATIC OH MY GOD OH MY GOD YOU HURT ME I CANT BELIEVE YOU DID THAT OH MY GOD like a damn crazy nut bar, when I hardly moved her in the first place - pretending I hurt her to try and get me to feel bad. I never did, cuz I never hurt her for real. Even though I should have gave that bitch a smack or two a HUNDRED times over, I never EVER laid a hand on her once in the whole time I've known her. And believe me, it was hard, this coming from a dude who's never even been in a fight since like grade 6.
Anyways, moving along...I finally caught her sleeping with someone else, caught her red-vagina'd in bed with some french guy from quebec (I shook the guys hand and told him "good luck buddy!", burned my CD I came to burn, and left for good) - Best thing I ever did. To this day I thank God above EVERY DAY that I don't have to wake up lying next to that bag of douche! I still have nightmares about being back with her and being trapped in a house back in the boonies living together, scares the living shit outa me.
Amanda did numerous unspeakable things while we dated, and after. Once, I was leaving for work like I did every day, and we were fighting at the moment, so as I was on my way out the door, Amanda screams (in front of like half the apartment building who were out back smoking) "IF YOU FUCKING LEAVE I AM GONNA LEAVE TOO AND LEAVE ALYSSA HERE ALONE!! I'LL FUCKING DO IT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" I remember the exact words, like it was yesterday. That wasn't the last time she threatened that. She did it again, a few months later, when we lived in a really nice apartment on Newcastle Blvd. This place was NICE, fully-furnished, free cable (AND there was already a tv there when we arrived), free internet, free EVERYTHING except rent and the power bill, which was in my name. Anyways, Amanda pissed it all away with ONE threat similar to the previous one. I was on my way to work, so I stopped at the police station on the way, and told them "Look, basically, my crazy girlfriend said she is gonna leave our apartment with the baby inside alone, she's a year old. I HAVE to go to work or I'll get fired, can you guys just go check it out? Its probably nothing, she's FULL of empty threats, but just check it out because you never know. Thanks" and that was it, so I thought.
Apparently, the landlord who lived in the same building as us, did not like the idea of the police being at her place, so when I came home around midnight, I was quietly informed that we had two weeks to vacate the premises and move our shit out. Yet another thing Amanda ruined that was good - wouldn't have mattered anyways though, I could have lived in a marble castle with a million dollars, but if I was in a relationship with Amanda, it would suck horribly anyhow.
She also threw out Xmas gifts I gave her in FRONT of my family...a gold chain (because 'you know I don't like gold!') a teddy bear ('pretty sure you know I already have this fucking teddy bear!') and i cant remember what the last one was.
Amanda caused my family ENDLESS hardships. Before me and her were even dating, I was in Fredericton for a couple weeks, and she called my grandparents (whom she didnt even know yet at this point, this was how they came to meet Amanda) to bail her out of jail at 4am. Classy, huh? I couldn't fuckin' believe it when I heard it - but thats not all, she STAYED at my grandparents house for like at least 3 days without even KNOWING them! I forgot all ABOUT that story until Grampie was telling someone about it recently.
Anyways, Amanda did TONS and TONS of crazy shit like that while we dated. She was nothing but a constant embarassment to me - you couldn't being her to parties, she'd get in a fight or state her opinion one too many times and make a fool out of both of us, you couldn't bring her ANYWHERE. It was like she was OUT TO EMBARASS herself. She thinks all the guys wanna fuck her, and that all the girls are either scared of her or want to be best friends with her. Her twin cousins are the same, and equally mistaken.
I moved away once I broke up with Amanda finally, to Fredericton, and lived on my own while working at a place called Avis Budget Group, reserving cars to Americans. During this time, Amanda would not let me see my daughter for 50 days - oh, sure, she kept SAYING "yeah come see her" but it was usually mingled with physical threats, or verbal confrontation. She does not KNOW how to be 'civil'. Whatsoever. She doesnt know what it means, I don't think.
And how could I forget Amanda's STUNNING welfare file? I've seen it, it's more than an inch thick...all the times police were called regarding Amanda and her bullshit drama, all the times she moved (11 times in a year and a half, sound like a good thing for a child to go through to you? My daughter went through it. Still is, because Amanda WILL move again in the next year. You can guarantee it.
One day, Amanda's care worker Lisa came into Amanda's apartment. It was past noon, around 1 or 2 pm, and Alyssa, the poor little thing, was in her crib, diaper drooping down to her knees with shit from an unchanged bum, eating a bag of uncooked Mr. Noodles (keep in mind, this child was a year old at the time, and eating UNCOOKED noodles in her crib). Upon further investigation, Lisa discovered also that there was a plastic shopping bag inside Alyssa's crib. Perfect thing for Alyssa to smother herself with, eh? Real friggin' smart. And where was Amanda?
In bed still. With her bedroom door closed, and the baby monitor set to "off".
This is all in her file, along with several other things.
On another occasion, Amanda FREAKED out at her own mother while the social worker was at her place, out in the parking lot yelling at the top of her lungs at Lisa, the care worker. You just don't fuckin' do that, yell at someone who is trying to help you, and also at someone who can make or break you in the parenting world. Dummy, she's lucky Lisa doesn't know how to do her job and isn't much brighter than Amanda is herself.
Oh, and let's not forget about THIS incident: pay attention, this one was in the Miramichi Leader newspaper even. Amanda freaked out at a Timberwolves hockey game, at her mother, and threatened to slit her mother's throat, all because she wouldn't drive her and her friends up to Red Bank to hang out for the night. My daughter was present during this death threat freakout, as were a few police officers who overheard her, and arrested her for Uttering Threats. She was placed under arrest and put into a police cruiser, and my 2 year old daughter was put into the cruiser ahead of the one she was in. Now, try to picture this: my little girl, 2 yrs old, 10:00 at night (why was my daughter out that late in the first place, her bed time is before then I believe, always has been), heading to the police station in a police car by HERSELF with a strange police man she didnt even know, probably scared to fucking death. The picture in the paper to go with the article was of Alyssa being held by a police officer while Amanda sits in the squad car behind them - the headline read "CHILD SAFE." - ALL OF THIS because Amanda didn't get her way.
A LOT OF PEOPLE SEEM TO SUFFER WHEN AMANDA DOES NOT GET HER WAY.
Now, to this day, I still have to deal with the problems that Amanda dishes out. Now first off, don't get me wrong: I will take my little girl ANY TIME. There has not been ONCE in her life that I didn't say "yes" when asked if I could take her for a night, or a weekend that wasnt my weekend (Amanda agreed ONLY to let me have Alyssa every OTHER weekend, she absolutely DETESTED the idea of joint custody. Wouldnt have it. Even though it wouldnt hurt anything and half/half is USUALLY not a problem to negotiate when the father WANTS to see his child and has no prior problems in his past, no criminal record (unlike Amanda), but whatever. I guess that ain't what counts, how much a parent LOVES their child. All that counts with Amanda is who's got her NOW full-time - we'll see how long that lasts is she keeps this shit up, won't we?
Anyways, Amanda has gone on now to have yet another child, thank god her new son also has a side of the family that has some sense in them in case Amanda can't keep it together, which she can't for long at a time, she's proved that over and over again. Amanda always gets me to come get Alyssa so she can get drunk for the weekend (I have solid proof of that, too - less than a month ago, she asked me to take Alyssa for a weekend that wasn't my weekend (like I said, I dont mind doing it at all, thats just more time to spend with Alyssa, to me) and then I found on her Facebook page her status saying "Time to get drunk all weekend!" I have the screenshot of it, timestamped and dated by Facebook, so she can't possibly deny it.
Bottom line: Amanda is not a good parent, she is NOT fit to raise Alyssa by herself, I should AT LEAST get her half the time, and if not THAT - I should have sole custody. That's all I have to say for now, I have plenty more stories and probably will post them in Part Two, if its necessary. I just thought it would be fair to let everyone know what a crazy person I have to deal with just to see my daughter on a normal level in life. Amanda makes it impossible for me to have a relationship with my little girl that is normal, she keeps fucking with Alyssa's head and its not right, its SO WRONG and PEOPLE ARE LETTING HER DO THIS. She shouldn't HAVE Alyssa, period!!! She doesn't even take care of her and I am scared she is gonna get hurt or sick or end up just as FUCKED UP as Amanda is!!
After reading all of what I just wrote (and believe me - its ALL 100% truth) , tell me this: wouldn't YOU be scared for your little girl????
Something needs to be done, and I don't have the power to do it. I just thought everyone should know who Amanda REALLY is, not who she lies and pretends to be. I laugh my heart out when her FB name says things like "cleaning the whole house, lv it" and then someone will comment "oh girl you're so strong, being able to clean the whole house, and take care of TWO kids AND a man too!" LOL as IF, Amanda can't even take care of herself. She only gets dressed 2 days a week!! She used to go to the grocery store in MY boxers for fucks sake, wearing my silk HEART boxers!! LOL Can you imagine that shit??? She really does stuff like that. Still does. She's lazy, immoral, wrong in every sense of the word - and she's DEFINITELY bipolar like her mother, which scares me more, because she CLEARLY has a serious mental disorder but won't get help for it, won't undergo treatment, won't ADMIT she's got something wrong with her.
Well, what do you guys think, just from reading about the things she does?
Bottom line: I've had enough of this retard's bullshit. I'm going to splash this story all over the net, and let everyone know what a crazy, psycho, sick person Amanda is, once n for all.
Now, while her and I dated, it was a rollercoaster of nuts-o proportions. When we would fight, for example, she would pull out her hair, punch herself in the head/face, she slammed her own hand in the back door of my house on purpose once on Xmas Eve, and this one is super great: she would tell me to leave our apartment, to which I would reply SURE! and I'd pack all my shit up and try to leave - but Amanda would be standing in the doorway, crying, begging me not to leave. Then I would be forced to move her out of my way so I could leave, I would just push her ever-so-gently to the left or right, you know, to get her to move, and she would FALL TO THE FLOOR SCREAMING REAL DRAMATIC OH MY GOD OH MY GOD YOU HURT ME I CANT BELIEVE YOU DID THAT OH MY GOD like a damn crazy nut bar, when I hardly moved her in the first place - pretending I hurt her to try and get me to feel bad. I never did, cuz I never hurt her for real. Even though I should have gave that bitch a smack or two a HUNDRED times over, I never EVER laid a hand on her once in the whole time I've known her. And believe me, it was hard, this coming from a dude who's never even been in a fight since like grade 6.
Anyways, moving along...I finally caught her sleeping with someone else, caught her red-vagina'd in bed with some french guy from quebec (I shook the guys hand and told him "good luck buddy!", burned my CD I came to burn, and left for good) - Best thing I ever did. To this day I thank God above EVERY DAY that I don't have to wake up lying next to that bag of douche! I still have nightmares about being back with her and being trapped in a house back in the boonies living together, scares the living shit outa me.
Amanda did numerous unspeakable things while we dated, and after. Once, I was leaving for work like I did every day, and we were fighting at the moment, so as I was on my way out the door, Amanda screams (in front of like half the apartment building who were out back smoking) "IF YOU FUCKING LEAVE I AM GONNA LEAVE TOO AND LEAVE ALYSSA HERE ALONE!! I'LL FUCKING DO IT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" I remember the exact words, like it was yesterday. That wasn't the last time she threatened that. She did it again, a few months later, when we lived in a really nice apartment on Newcastle Blvd. This place was NICE, fully-furnished, free cable (AND there was already a tv there when we arrived), free internet, free EVERYTHING except rent and the power bill, which was in my name. Anyways, Amanda pissed it all away with ONE threat similar to the previous one. I was on my way to work, so I stopped at the police station on the way, and told them "Look, basically, my crazy girlfriend said she is gonna leave our apartment with the baby inside alone, she's a year old. I HAVE to go to work or I'll get fired, can you guys just go check it out? Its probably nothing, she's FULL of empty threats, but just check it out because you never know. Thanks" and that was it, so I thought.
Apparently, the landlord who lived in the same building as us, did not like the idea of the police being at her place, so when I came home around midnight, I was quietly informed that we had two weeks to vacate the premises and move our shit out. Yet another thing Amanda ruined that was good - wouldn't have mattered anyways though, I could have lived in a marble castle with a million dollars, but if I was in a relationship with Amanda, it would suck horribly anyhow.
She also threw out Xmas gifts I gave her in FRONT of my family...a gold chain (because 'you know I don't like gold!') a teddy bear ('pretty sure you know I already have this fucking teddy bear!') and i cant remember what the last one was.
Amanda caused my family ENDLESS hardships. Before me and her were even dating, I was in Fredericton for a couple weeks, and she called my grandparents (whom she didnt even know yet at this point, this was how they came to meet Amanda) to bail her out of jail at 4am. Classy, huh? I couldn't fuckin' believe it when I heard it - but thats not all, she STAYED at my grandparents house for like at least 3 days without even KNOWING them! I forgot all ABOUT that story until Grampie was telling someone about it recently.
Anyways, Amanda did TONS and TONS of crazy shit like that while we dated. She was nothing but a constant embarassment to me - you couldn't being her to parties, she'd get in a fight or state her opinion one too many times and make a fool out of both of us, you couldn't bring her ANYWHERE. It was like she was OUT TO EMBARASS herself. She thinks all the guys wanna fuck her, and that all the girls are either scared of her or want to be best friends with her. Her twin cousins are the same, and equally mistaken.
I moved away once I broke up with Amanda finally, to Fredericton, and lived on my own while working at a place called Avis Budget Group, reserving cars to Americans. During this time, Amanda would not let me see my daughter for 50 days - oh, sure, she kept SAYING "yeah come see her" but it was usually mingled with physical threats, or verbal confrontation. She does not KNOW how to be 'civil'. Whatsoever. She doesnt know what it means, I don't think.
And how could I forget Amanda's STUNNING welfare file? I've seen it, it's more than an inch thick...all the times police were called regarding Amanda and her bullshit drama, all the times she moved (11 times in a year and a half, sound like a good thing for a child to go through to you? My daughter went through it. Still is, because Amanda WILL move again in the next year. You can guarantee it.
One day, Amanda's care worker Lisa came into Amanda's apartment. It was past noon, around 1 or 2 pm, and Alyssa, the poor little thing, was in her crib, diaper drooping down to her knees with shit from an unchanged bum, eating a bag of uncooked Mr. Noodles (keep in mind, this child was a year old at the time, and eating UNCOOKED noodles in her crib). Upon further investigation, Lisa discovered also that there was a plastic shopping bag inside Alyssa's crib. Perfect thing for Alyssa to smother herself with, eh? Real friggin' smart. And where was Amanda?
In bed still. With her bedroom door closed, and the baby monitor set to "off".
This is all in her file, along with several other things.
On another occasion, Amanda FREAKED out at her own mother while the social worker was at her place, out in the parking lot yelling at the top of her lungs at Lisa, the care worker. You just don't fuckin' do that, yell at someone who is trying to help you, and also at someone who can make or break you in the parenting world. Dummy, she's lucky Lisa doesn't know how to do her job and isn't much brighter than Amanda is herself.
Oh, and let's not forget about THIS incident: pay attention, this one was in the Miramichi Leader newspaper even. Amanda freaked out at a Timberwolves hockey game, at her mother, and threatened to slit her mother's throat, all because she wouldn't drive her and her friends up to Red Bank to hang out for the night. My daughter was present during this death threat freakout, as were a few police officers who overheard her, and arrested her for Uttering Threats. She was placed under arrest and put into a police cruiser, and my 2 year old daughter was put into the cruiser ahead of the one she was in. Now, try to picture this: my little girl, 2 yrs old, 10:00 at night (why was my daughter out that late in the first place, her bed time is before then I believe, always has been), heading to the police station in a police car by HERSELF with a strange police man she didnt even know, probably scared to fucking death. The picture in the paper to go with the article was of Alyssa being held by a police officer while Amanda sits in the squad car behind them - the headline read "CHILD SAFE." - ALL OF THIS because Amanda didn't get her way.
A LOT OF PEOPLE SEEM TO SUFFER WHEN AMANDA DOES NOT GET HER WAY.
Now, to this day, I still have to deal with the problems that Amanda dishes out. Now first off, don't get me wrong: I will take my little girl ANY TIME. There has not been ONCE in her life that I didn't say "yes" when asked if I could take her for a night, or a weekend that wasnt my weekend (Amanda agreed ONLY to let me have Alyssa every OTHER weekend, she absolutely DETESTED the idea of joint custody. Wouldnt have it. Even though it wouldnt hurt anything and half/half is USUALLY not a problem to negotiate when the father WANTS to see his child and has no prior problems in his past, no criminal record (unlike Amanda), but whatever. I guess that ain't what counts, how much a parent LOVES their child. All that counts with Amanda is who's got her NOW full-time - we'll see how long that lasts is she keeps this shit up, won't we?
Anyways, Amanda has gone on now to have yet another child, thank god her new son also has a side of the family that has some sense in them in case Amanda can't keep it together, which she can't for long at a time, she's proved that over and over again. Amanda always gets me to come get Alyssa so she can get drunk for the weekend (I have solid proof of that, too - less than a month ago, she asked me to take Alyssa for a weekend that wasn't my weekend (like I said, I dont mind doing it at all, thats just more time to spend with Alyssa, to me) and then I found on her Facebook page her status saying "Time to get drunk all weekend!" I have the screenshot of it, timestamped and dated by Facebook, so she can't possibly deny it.
Bottom line: Amanda is not a good parent, she is NOT fit to raise Alyssa by herself, I should AT LEAST get her half the time, and if not THAT - I should have sole custody. That's all I have to say for now, I have plenty more stories and probably will post them in Part Two, if its necessary. I just thought it would be fair to let everyone know what a crazy person I have to deal with just to see my daughter on a normal level in life. Amanda makes it impossible for me to have a relationship with my little girl that is normal, she keeps fucking with Alyssa's head and its not right, its SO WRONG and PEOPLE ARE LETTING HER DO THIS. She shouldn't HAVE Alyssa, period!!! She doesn't even take care of her and I am scared she is gonna get hurt or sick or end up just as FUCKED UP as Amanda is!!
After reading all of what I just wrote (and believe me - its ALL 100% truth) , tell me this: wouldn't YOU be scared for your little girl????
Something needs to be done, and I don't have the power to do it. I just thought everyone should know who Amanda REALLY is, not who she lies and pretends to be. I laugh my heart out when her FB name says things like "cleaning the whole house, lv it" and then someone will comment "oh girl you're so strong, being able to clean the whole house, and take care of TWO kids AND a man too!" LOL as IF, Amanda can't even take care of herself. She only gets dressed 2 days a week!! She used to go to the grocery store in MY boxers for fucks sake, wearing my silk HEART boxers!! LOL Can you imagine that shit??? She really does stuff like that. Still does. She's lazy, immoral, wrong in every sense of the word - and she's DEFINITELY bipolar like her mother, which scares me more, because she CLEARLY has a serious mental disorder but won't get help for it, won't undergo treatment, won't ADMIT she's got something wrong with her.
Well, what do you guys think, just from reading about the things she does?
23.6.09
Rap Pioneers (Article Link)
My mother sent me this article in an email, thought I would find it interesting, which I did. Although I'd heard of everyone on the list before, of course, I especially found the Then/Now pics of the old-timer rapsters , was real neat...check it out y'all! A piece of hip-hop history, learn sumthin, git sum knowledge son !! Link:
http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/getback/127423/rap-pioneers-thennow/
Comments welcome! I love talking about old school hip-hop, that shit was sooo cool man. How it all got started, was with these cats.
http://new.music.yahoo.com/
Comments welcome! I love talking about old school hip-hop, that shit was sooo cool man. How it all got started, was with these cats.
16.6.09
DNA & Catalyst - "The Con-Sequence LP"
By the time the snow falls, DNA & Catalyst will (hopefully) have released their sophomore effort titled "The Con-Sequence LP", a follow-up from their highly successful debut record "The Con-Science EP" [which, if you purchased the 'Limited Time Only' Deluxe Edition of the record, came with a bonus mixtape of 8 extra songs by the rap duo].
Here is a rough tracklisting of the songs set to be on the 2nd DNA/Catalyst album [undoubtedly they will change somewhat by the time it is released] :
1. Introh
2. Da Hunted
3. Tha Wae It Goe (ft. BnE)
4. The Rillest
5. Reddy Or Nott (ft. Ill Money & Beaatz)
6. Life Force Muzik
7. Soulz Live Onn
8. Hard Up 4 Ca$h
9. Thee End
10. Fuck U, Girl
11. Back N Tha Day
12. Dem Streetz (ft. Bigwerm & Jawz)
13. Bitch, U Kno!
14. Con-Sequence
15. Innturlood
16. Tha Wrath
17. Rize Above
18. Eelimination Roundz (ft. Bigwerm)
19. Track Numba Nyneteen
20. Deep Dunjuns (ft. Monark)
21. Outroh
All songs produced by DNA.
BnE, Bigwerm & Jawz appear courtesy of Info Red.
Monark appears courtesy of Dead-Beats Records (www.dead-beats.ca).
PEACE OUT, YA PUNK BITCHES!
Here is a rough tracklisting of the songs set to be on the 2nd DNA/Catalyst album [undoubtedly they will change somewhat by the time it is released] :
1. Introh
2. Da Hunted
3. Tha Wae It Goe (ft. BnE)
4. The Rillest
5. Reddy Or Nott (ft. Ill Money & Beaatz)
6. Life Force Muzik
7. Soulz Live Onn
8. Hard Up 4 Ca$h
9. Thee End
10. Fuck U, Girl
11. Back N Tha Day
12. Dem Streetz (ft. Bigwerm & Jawz)
13. Bitch, U Kno!
14. Con-Sequence
15. Innturlood
16. Tha Wrath
17. Rize Above
18. Eelimination Roundz (ft. Bigwerm)
19. Track Numba Nyneteen
20. Deep Dunjuns (ft. Monark)
21. Outroh
All songs produced by DNA.
BnE, Bigwerm & Jawz appear courtesy of Info Red.
Monark appears courtesy of Dead-Beats Records (www.dead-beats.ca).
PEACE OUT, YA PUNK BITCHES!
11.6.09
Travis Maynard - Highest Blood Sugar Level EVER
Katrina, one of my close friends' father, Travis, is the:
World Record Holder for the highest blood sugar EVER!!!!
World Record Holder for the highest blood sugar EVER!!!!
-Travis Maynard (Canada)(b.13 May 1960) survived a blood sugar level of 141 mmol/L (2,538 mg/dl) when admitted to the Emegency Room in a Hyperosmolar non ketotic coma at the Chalmers Regional Hospital,Fredericton, Canada on 06 Febuary 2003-
Incredible Shadow Art Made From Junk & Trash
This shit is amazing. For real, visit the following link and check 'em all out, I can not believe someone has this much free time on their hands, or the know-how / figure-it-out-patience enough to DO it. Wow.
http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/featured/incredible-shadow-art-created-from-junk/12265
http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/featured/incredible-shadow-art-created-from-junk/12265
31.5.09
So, I Get Paid In The Morning...
...and that doesn't mean jack shit, really. I owe most of it out to ex-girlfriends, ex-drug dealers and the P.O.T. Fund. Well, I don't owe more than half of it, but fifty percent is sure a hefty chunk. Anyways, the point of this blog entry was to write a bunch of things I wish I had, sort of within economical reason - in terms of: probably won't be able to afford the shit all at once, but within reason because it is possible for any one person to eventually accumulate all these things throughout the course of a number of years. So, on that note...let's begin!
First of all, I'd want some new computer stuff; accessories, gadgets, games, software, hardware, whatever. I wouldn't get a new computer (not a PC, anyways. I would get a Mac, however), because the one I got works fine, it just looks like shit due to it being stripped for external parts, not to mention accidentally burned/plastic melted off the front of the casing from being leaned up against a heat-register for a month or more while being held hostage for ransom in a drug dealer's house a long while back ( *deep breath intake* )
NOW. Where was I...oh, yes. Of course, computer shit. I'd get a new awesome audio card/sound card or whatever, an external hard drive with 1 TB capacity (1000 GB) as well...more RAM maybe. An even more bitchin' vid card than I have now...a nice printer/scanner, a sweet webcam with awesome clarity for my After Dark solo porno underground business featuring mostly midgets and BBWs shhhhh..... ;)
Also, celery, grape jelly...shit wrong list, my bad. Thats it for PC stuff. Id also get: a bag of weed (LARGE), an I HEART NY t-shirt shipped straight from like Rhode Island or somewhere like that so it's fake to me but matches my pride and dignity deep inside of my pinkish-red heart, a pair of those glasses with magnets in the sides so you can have the mickey mouse flapper things if you please or don't, some LA Gear sneakers with the lights on 'em n shit, legally change my name to 'Rick but keep my last name because that sort of thing is funny to me, lets see what else...a couple grapefruits, some palmolive...and don't forget the Junior Juice boxes, aisle three next to the (wu)Tang and that ol' Minute Maid bitch.
Pizzle-dizzle! Sucka
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First of all, I'd want some new computer stuff; accessories, gadgets, games, software, hardware, whatever. I wouldn't get a new computer (not a PC, anyways. I would get a Mac, however), because the one I got works fine, it just looks like shit due to it being stripped for external parts, not to mention accidentally burned/plastic melted off the front of the casing from being leaned up against a heat-register for a month or more while being held hostage for ransom in a drug dealer's house a long while back ( *deep breath intake* )
NOW. Where was I...oh, yes. Of course, computer shit. I'd get a new awesome audio card/sound card or whatever, an external hard drive with 1 TB capacity (1000 GB) as well...more RAM maybe. An even more bitchin' vid card than I have now...a nice printer/scanner, a sweet webcam with awesome clarity for my After Dark solo porno underground business featuring mostly midgets and BBWs shhhhh..... ;)
Also, celery, grape jelly...shit wrong list, my bad. Thats it for PC stuff. Id also get: a bag of weed (LARGE), an I HEART NY t-shirt shipped straight from like Rhode Island or somewhere like that so it's fake to me but matches my pride and dignity deep inside of my pinkish-red heart, a pair of those glasses with magnets in the sides so you can have the mickey mouse flapper things if you please or don't, some LA Gear sneakers with the lights on 'em n shit, legally change my name to 'Rick but keep my last name because that sort of thing is funny to me, lets see what else...a couple grapefruits, some palmolive...and don't forget the Junior Juice boxes, aisle three next to the (wu)Tang and that ol' Minute Maid bitch.
Pizzle-dizzle! Sucka
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29.5.09
2009 Sing For The Cause
DNA & Catalyst LIVE @ Chatham Exhibition Grounds, JUNE 13 - Starts 8pm. <>
Concert featuring local artists: Jordan Schenkels, $$SNIPA$$, Aubrey and Helen Stewart, Thomas and Monika Saulnier,Joey Paul,George Paul, Billy O'Donnell, Reggie Bourque DNA and Catalyst!!!
Drinks prices are $4.25 per beer/cooler or single drink
We will have plenty of door prizes consisting of gift certificates and baskets from Pizza Delight, Boston Pizza, Tim Hortons, Zellers, Irving, Yvon's, Jean Coutu, Linda's Design's, O'Donaghue's, Dove Massage Therapy, Essence and many more!!! We will also be having a 50/50 draw.
Ticket price is $12 and receipts are provided upon request at the door since it is going towards charity :D All proceeds go towards the funding of the MILC.
Tickets can be bought at Book's INN in Newcastle, Bill's Kwick Way in Chatham, or right here at the centre!(1756 Water St., Suite B)
We have the hall all night, so after all the performers are done singing, we will have a karaoke machine for those of you who would like to sing as well!
Concert featuring local artists: Jordan Schenkels, $$SNIPA$$, Aubrey and Helen Stewart, Thomas and Monika Saulnier,Joey Paul,George Paul, Billy O'Donnell, Reggie Bourque DNA and Catalyst!!!
Drinks prices are $4.25 per beer/cooler or single drink
We will have plenty of door prizes consisting of gift certificates and baskets from Pizza Delight, Boston Pizza, Tim Hortons, Zellers, Irving, Yvon's, Jean Coutu, Linda's Design's, O'Donaghue's, Dove Massage Therapy, Essence and many more!!! We will also be having a 50/50 draw.
Ticket price is $12 and receipts are provided upon request at the door since it is going towards charity :D All proceeds go towards the funding of the MILC.
Tickets can be bought at Book's INN in Newcastle, Bill's Kwick Way in Chatham, or right here at the centre!(1756 Water St., Suite B)
We have the hall all night, so after all the performers are done singing, we will have a karaoke machine for those of you who would like to sing as well!
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| Network: | Global |
| Date: | Saturday, June 13, 2009 |
| Time: | 8:00pm - 11:00pm |
| Location: | Miramichi Agricultural Exhibition |
| Street: | 24 Church Street |
| City/Town: | Miramichi, NB |
| Phone: | 5067783928 |
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13.4.09
8.4.09
April 9, 2009 ..12:23am..
Well, its been a long couple of days. Almost hit a fucking deer on the way home from Fredericton today, I swear those animals are the dumbest things on legs. Fucking stupid creatures, and they are so hard on themselves too...you hear about more deer getting hit than any other type of animal.
Alright, so I get home, and I want to buy some chronic...so I head to the weed spot, to go pick up a couple G's...and I had one of those "unreliable dealer" experiences that are so much fun. First, dude wasn't home - understandable, sure, everyone's got shit to do..so I go for a cruise and wait for a bit, go buy a donair and kill some time. I also call the dude's cell - voicemail, of course. But I'm thinking at this point that he shouldnt be too much longer, so I linger around his area for just a couple minutes to see if he's around. He is not. So, naturally, I move on to my next idea of where to get some herbal remedy, which was another 10 minute drive to get to. I get there, his girlfriend answers the door and says "Oh, he just went to play poker at 4..but its 6:30 now, he should be back any time." I'm just thinking Yeah, lady, like I'm gonna wait with you. Anyways...
But, dude pulls in the driveway at that moment, to my surprise. He hops out half drunk and shouting at his girlfriend, or wife, or whatever. Then he aggressively chases her into the house, it was like I wasn't even there...I mean, he looked right at me, he saw me...but paid me no mind.
I waited outside for like 3 minutes in the car. Then I was like fuck this and left to try the other buddy's cell again from a pay phone. He answers, then he gets two words in "Hello? Who is--" Then his phone dies, or something. I was like "Fuck! My GOD what does a lad gotta do to get some fucking cheeba around here? Holy hell!"
I eventually gave up. My time is too precious...
On the way to my aunt's we stop for some gas. I'm pumping it, and I notice a truck pull in behind our vehicle to pump some gas as well...who gets out, but a guy I went to middle school with in another city for christ sake, a dude I ain't seen in like 6 or 7 years named Ryland. He recognized me though, and we talked for a minute or two while we strolled in the store to pay for the fuel. I mentioned how much trouble I'd had all evening trying to score some greenery...and he said "Seriously? I got a whole trunk full."
No way. Dude gives me like a quarter bag for thirty bones. Thirty bucks! Sick deal, I thought. Funny how today turned out in my favor. See, that's how I know God put marijuana on Earth for a reason...in fact, He won't even let me get away with NOT buying some! He just throws it in my pocket, and hooks it up too! Thanks God. I love you.
I'm starting to like this blogging shit. It's kinda fun, really. I don't expect too many people to read it really, its probably boring as hell to everyone except for me lol. Anyways, it is what it is.
I wonder what tomorrow will bring to write about? We shall see. Goodnight !
Alright, so I get home, and I want to buy some chronic...so I head to the weed spot, to go pick up a couple G's...and I had one of those "unreliable dealer" experiences that are so much fun. First, dude wasn't home - understandable, sure, everyone's got shit to do..so I go for a cruise and wait for a bit, go buy a donair and kill some time. I also call the dude's cell - voicemail, of course. But I'm thinking at this point that he shouldnt be too much longer, so I linger around his area for just a couple minutes to see if he's around. He is not. So, naturally, I move on to my next idea of where to get some herbal remedy, which was another 10 minute drive to get to. I get there, his girlfriend answers the door and says "Oh, he just went to play poker at 4..but its 6:30 now, he should be back any time." I'm just thinking Yeah, lady, like I'm gonna wait with you. Anyways...
But, dude pulls in the driveway at that moment, to my surprise. He hops out half drunk and shouting at his girlfriend, or wife, or whatever. Then he aggressively chases her into the house, it was like I wasn't even there...I mean, he looked right at me, he saw me...but paid me no mind.
I waited outside for like 3 minutes in the car. Then I was like fuck this and left to try the other buddy's cell again from a pay phone. He answers, then he gets two words in "Hello? Who is--" Then his phone dies, or something. I was like "Fuck! My GOD what does a lad gotta do to get some fucking cheeba around here? Holy hell!"
I eventually gave up. My time is too precious...
On the way to my aunt's we stop for some gas. I'm pumping it, and I notice a truck pull in behind our vehicle to pump some gas as well...who gets out, but a guy I went to middle school with in another city for christ sake, a dude I ain't seen in like 6 or 7 years named Ryland. He recognized me though, and we talked for a minute or two while we strolled in the store to pay for the fuel. I mentioned how much trouble I'd had all evening trying to score some greenery...and he said "Seriously? I got a whole trunk full."
No way. Dude gives me like a quarter bag for thirty bones. Thirty bucks! Sick deal, I thought. Funny how today turned out in my favor. See, that's how I know God put marijuana on Earth for a reason...in fact, He won't even let me get away with NOT buying some! He just throws it in my pocket, and hooks it up too! Thanks God. I love you.
I'm starting to like this blogging shit. It's kinda fun, really. I don't expect too many people to read it really, its probably boring as hell to everyone except for me lol. Anyways, it is what it is.
I wonder what tomorrow will bring to write about? We shall see. Goodnight !
7.4.09
Royce da 5'9 - ONE OF THE BEST!!!
Royce Da 5'9 is forever proving to me that he is one of the greatest hip-hop emcees, ever. His lyricism is phenominal...the way he tells a story, straight to the most important details only wit a few extras for flavor. Check these two new-ish videos of his, both directed by Rik Cordero:
ISNT THAT FUCKING NUTS
ISNT THAT FUCKING NUTS
6.4.09
DNA's YouTube Excursions
Hey, here are some videos of me/my music that have been added over the years onto YouTube. Enjoy!
Shitty Movies
[War movies are obviously an exception to this rule]
Case in point:
Broken Arrow trailer: NINE helicopters! (1 exploding)Shooter trailer: EIGHT helicopters!
Batman Forever trailer: ONE helicopter that explodes TWICE!!
See? Fuckin' told'ja.
My Debut Solo Album
Hello again...I'd like to speak about my solo project. I've been working on this sunuvawhore album for going on 6 years now, give or take a month or two. I have written and produced over 300 songs for it in total; and changed the name of the album at least 8 or 9 times. At first, I was simply going to call it Da Nemesis Attraction, but that bored me, so I eventually settled for a while on Investing In Corruption, bordered around a theme based on Bruce Lee's ENTER THE DRAGON flick. I got tired of these wearisome titles and moved on, and being a steadfast fan of the Matrix trilogy, decided to call my solo album The One. Simple enough, right? Wrong. After a year or so of this, I called it off due to it sounding too 'simple' and 'plain'. Which IS true.
So now it comes down to this: I have more than enough songs to create this album...but at present, no place to record these songs. Bottom line: if these songs don't get recorded, they stack up on top of eachother and become obsolete in time, and thus good songs are erased before they are ever even created. We don't want that. WE NEED TO GET JODY A SPOT TO RECORD IN!!! ASAP. If anyone knows any studios around, or has a home studio, for fucks' sake hit me up would yas. I've only recorded 3 songs in 2 YEARS!!
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Some of the songs that were cut off the album throughout the years: Take You Out, I Love It [Hip Hop], In My Heart, The One, Pump/Break, I Think, Lady Love, Take You Out Remix (ft. Catalyst) *this one actually did get recorded at one point, and nominated for an ECMA {East Coast Music Award}.*, Luv Wuz Made [Just 4 U], S.O.S., Open The Door, All Tha Lonely People, etc.
Some of the songs I kept on the album, continue to work on or have recently made for the project are: Sleep/Dream, Just U, Grand Theft Album, Drift Away, In Your Mind, Up In Smoke, etc.
For other releases/projects (the DNA/Monark joint, compilations, mixtapes, etc.) : Makes No Difference, U Best Run, Woman & Man, The Ultimate, Instinctz, In The Beginning, Krazy Toonz, I Like The Muzik, High, In Love So Much, ...But I Know I'm Good, Y.O.U., I Chooz U, Crowd Star, Instant Luv, etc.
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After all these years of making music, you would think I would have at LEAST one studio album completed. NOOOOPE. Instead, I've got 6 amateur LP's [Welcome 2 Rivercity, Respect Ya Peace, Lacknowledgement, Double Helix Lyrix, and two untitled ones], the album and mixtape I did with MC Catalyst, tentatively titled "The Con-Science EP + Mixtape" (the first 10 tracks are the EP, produced by myself and Juliano - the last 8 tracks are all industry-beat recordings for the mixtape, we just released it all on the same disc and went ahead and let people get all confused anyways.), there are a number of mixtapes I made [The Rivercity Tapes Vol. I & II, The North Side Mixtape, etc.] plus a couple fuckaround releases called The Freestyle Sessions (2003-2009).
So, yeah...I have LOTS of released material - but NONE of it, I repeat, NONE of it, is "real" to me. They have no barcodes on the packaging. Matter of fact, there IS no packaging. I have no manager...I have no booking agent, no promoters. I don't have a distro deal with any stores or labels or anything. I don't have a lot of things...but what I DO have, is a shit load of music that I don't have a clue what to do with, and it never stops pouring out of me at top speed - I have got WAY more music and creative material than I know what to do with.
As of right now, I'm working on setting up my own home studio.
I have a relatively nice desktop PC:
This is my Acer.
It works extremely well, despite the horrible things I have heard about Acer products. It's got a pretty extensive hard drive capacity (500GB), its processing power is quickfast (3GB RAM). It's got a real nice video card [not that it has much to do with making music, its actually an audio card I need]. Only problem is, I need another keyboard and mouse; and they must be USB connectors. Other than that, computer works awesome.
This is my Apex condensor Mic...I traded 5 of my extremely
old beats that I made like 5 years ago at LEAST for it. I mean, its not the most expensive condensor mic on the market by FAR...but its something I've needed and wanted for years now, so it feels good to finally have something I've needed for a while.
I haven't tried it out yet though; I hope the quality is decent.
Props to Mahoney on that hookup! Word.
Here is my Behringer mixer...I'm not a big fan of it, really. But its all I've got to channel my sound through. I dropped the fucker recently and now something rattles on the inside if you shake it (not that you SHOULD shake it lol), but it does still work alright. I've tried my other mics, my dynamic mics like my Shure SM 80 and my AKG's on it, and they seem to even gather half decent sound from it, so meh. What can ya do?
And these babies here, these are my turntables. Numark TT1625's, they are a basic setup, but they ARE my first set, so they'll have to work for now. They do the job, anyways. I've just recently begun collecting more vinyls....I actually still need to buy needles or cartridges or something for them, my little cousins were fucking with them one day when I was at work and broke the needles off. Kids + electronics = NEVER good.
Aside from a few cords and wires, that's basically all I have at the moment for a set up...I hope to construct it all this summer and get shit poppin', but only time will tell!
I'm TELLING you though...as SOON as I get 'er setup, it is ON! I will be a fucking hermit for the next 5 years, mark my words - I'll be putting put an album once a week MINIMUM, no joke. When I used to record at home, I would record a song before school, write at least 5 verses at school, come home and make beats until supper time, eat supper, go back downstairs to the booth and make about 5-10 songs out of the lyrics/beats I made that day. This was a daily occurrence... I miss those days. Back when weed was grass! LOL
So now it comes down to this: I have more than enough songs to create this album...but at present, no place to record these songs. Bottom line: if these songs don't get recorded, they stack up on top of eachother and become obsolete in time, and thus good songs are erased before they are ever even created. We don't want that. WE NEED TO GET JODY A SPOT TO RECORD IN!!! ASAP. If anyone knows any studios around, or has a home studio, for fucks' sake hit me up would yas. I've only recorded 3 songs in 2 YEARS!!
___________________________________________________________
Some of the songs that were cut off the album throughout the years: Take You Out, I Love It [Hip Hop], In My Heart, The One, Pump/Break, I Think, Lady Love, Take You Out Remix (ft. Catalyst) *this one actually did get recorded at one point, and nominated for an ECMA {East Coast Music Award}.*, Luv Wuz Made [Just 4 U], S.O.S., Open The Door, All Tha Lonely People, etc.
Some of the songs I kept on the album, continue to work on or have recently made for the project are: Sleep/Dream, Just U, Grand Theft Album, Drift Away, In Your Mind, Up In Smoke, etc.
For other releases/projects (the DNA/Monark joint, compilations, mixtapes, etc.) : Makes No Difference, U Best Run, Woman & Man, The Ultimate, Instinctz, In The Beginning, Krazy Toonz, I Like The Muzik, High, In Love So Much, ...But I Know I'm Good, Y.O.U., I Chooz U, Crowd Star, Instant Luv, etc.
_________________________________________________________________
After all these years of making music, you would think I would have at LEAST one studio album completed. NOOOOPE. Instead, I've got 6 amateur LP's [Welcome 2 Rivercity, Respect Ya Peace, Lacknowledgement, Double Helix Lyrix, and two untitled ones], the album and mixtape I did with MC Catalyst, tentatively titled "The Con-Science EP + Mixtape" (the first 10 tracks are the EP, produced by myself and Juliano - the last 8 tracks are all industry-beat recordings for the mixtape, we just released it all on the same disc and went ahead and let people get all confused anyways.), there are a number of mixtapes I made [The Rivercity Tapes Vol. I & II, The North Side Mixtape, etc.] plus a couple fuckaround releases called The Freestyle Sessions (2003-2009).
So, yeah...I have LOTS of released material - but NONE of it, I repeat, NONE of it, is "real" to me. They have no barcodes on the packaging. Matter of fact, there IS no packaging. I have no manager...I have no booking agent, no promoters. I don't have a distro deal with any stores or labels or anything. I don't have a lot of things...but what I DO have, is a shit load of music that I don't have a clue what to do with, and it never stops pouring out of me at top speed - I have got WAY more music and creative material than I know what to do with.
As of right now, I'm working on setting up my own home studio.
I have a relatively nice desktop PC:
This is my Acer.
It works extremely well, despite the horrible things I have heard about Acer products. It's got a pretty extensive hard drive capacity (500GB), its processing power is quickfast (3GB RAM). It's got a real nice video card [not that it has much to do with making music, its actually an audio card I need]. Only problem is, I need another keyboard and mouse; and they must be USB connectors. Other than that, computer works awesome.
This is my Apex condensor Mic...I traded 5 of my extremelyold beats that I made like 5 years ago at LEAST for it. I mean, its not the most expensive condensor mic on the market by FAR...but its something I've needed and wanted for years now, so it feels good to finally have something I've needed for a while.
I haven't tried it out yet though; I hope the quality is decent.
Props to Mahoney on that hookup! Word.
Here is my Behringer mixer...I'm not a big fan of it, really. But its all I've got to channel my sound through. I dropped the fucker recently and now something rattles on the inside if you shake it (not that you SHOULD shake it lol), but it does still work alright. I've tried my other mics, my dynamic mics like my Shure SM 80 and my AKG's on it, and they seem to even gather half decent sound from it, so meh. What can ya do?
And these babies here, these are my turntables. Numark TT1625's, they are a basic setup, but they ARE my first set, so they'll have to work for now. They do the job, anyways. I've just recently begun collecting more vinyls....I actually still need to buy needles or cartridges or something for them, my little cousins were fucking with them one day when I was at work and broke the needles off. Kids + electronics = NEVER good.Aside from a few cords and wires, that's basically all I have at the moment for a set up...I hope to construct it all this summer and get shit poppin', but only time will tell!
I'm TELLING you though...as SOON as I get 'er setup, it is ON! I will be a fucking hermit for the next 5 years, mark my words - I'll be putting put an album once a week MINIMUM, no joke. When I used to record at home, I would record a song before school, write at least 5 verses at school, come home and make beats until supper time, eat supper, go back downstairs to the booth and make about 5-10 songs out of the lyrics/beats I made that day. This was a daily occurrence... I miss those days. Back when weed was grass! LOL
Monday, April 6 (4:32am)
Today I came to Fredericton. I got a drive with a friend of mine, Mitch, and my cousin Darcy rode shotgun - we listened to beats I made during the trip over. I showed them some of the newer songs I've been toying with and working on, and they really liked it, I think. Mitch makes music using software and programs as well, so we shared that common ground for music discussion. It was a pleasant drive, all in all. Smoke, rap, smoke, smoke, rap. Stop, pee. Smoke, rap some more.
We arrived at my mother's apartment on the North Side of town at about 9:30pm, I went inside to greet Mom and to call up Jarrod to let him know that I had just rolled into town, and asked him if he wanted to link up. We met about half hour later at the Wendy's on Main Street, he picked me up, hooked it up with a JBC (hold the tomatoes, bitch! How many times do ya gotta TELL those cats?) and we cruised to his crib, listening to more beats in his car stereo. We arrived shortly after, I gave my salutations to his girl and we wandered downstairs and got rather fried. We stayed down there in the smoking basement for a couple of hours, and wrote to some beats made by myself and by SOUL from Toronto - we ended up officially settling on using my newest beat that I made yesterday, titled "Astro Phonix". Apparently ATCQ used the same sample as the one I used for the intro of the beat, but I had never heard their version so I couldnt judge. Jarrod said mine was flipped very nicely anyways, so I don't care, I'm using it regardless.
In the end, I managed to squeeze a hot 16 bars out of my seemingly-shrinking brain before it started to get late and time for Jarrod to gimme a ride to my Mom's crib. We parted ways and made plans to see each other tomorrow to resume the shooting of his 2nd video for the song "Illamentary", which is the title-track off his debut solo album. Check the song out at: www.myspace.com/mistermonark
I ate some chicken alfredo for a very late supper, and spent the remainder of the evening chilling with Mom before she went to bed (we went for a short walk down the street too to get some fresh air, it wasn't bad out at all really). After she went to bed, I just stayed up web-surfing and checking emails, rearranging certain music pages of mine, revamping my primary MySpace page ( www.myspace.com/rivercitysfinest ) and getting a new Bio section done up for it. Now, I have smoked my very last cigarette, I'm still high and completely exhausted, I felt the need to start my blog out with this entry, whether you slicksters find it interesting or not. I say good day!
We arrived at my mother's apartment on the North Side of town at about 9:30pm, I went inside to greet Mom and to call up Jarrod to let him know that I had just rolled into town, and asked him if he wanted to link up. We met about half hour later at the Wendy's on Main Street, he picked me up, hooked it up with a JBC (hold the tomatoes, bitch! How many times do ya gotta TELL those cats?) and we cruised to his crib, listening to more beats in his car stereo. We arrived shortly after, I gave my salutations to his girl and we wandered downstairs and got rather fried. We stayed down there in the smoking basement for a couple of hours, and wrote to some beats made by myself and by SOUL from Toronto - we ended up officially settling on using my newest beat that I made yesterday, titled "Astro Phonix". Apparently ATCQ used the same sample as the one I used for the intro of the beat, but I had never heard their version so I couldnt judge. Jarrod said mine was flipped very nicely anyways, so I don't care, I'm using it regardless.
In the end, I managed to squeeze a hot 16 bars out of my seemingly-shrinking brain before it started to get late and time for Jarrod to gimme a ride to my Mom's crib. We parted ways and made plans to see each other tomorrow to resume the shooting of his 2nd video for the song "Illamentary", which is the title-track off his debut solo album. Check the song out at: www.myspace.com/mistermonark
I ate some chicken alfredo for a very late supper, and spent the remainder of the evening chilling with Mom before she went to bed (we went for a short walk down the street too to get some fresh air, it wasn't bad out at all really). After she went to bed, I just stayed up web-surfing and checking emails, rearranging certain music pages of mine, revamping my primary MySpace page ( www.myspace.com/rivercitysfinest ) and getting a new Bio section done up for it. Now, I have smoked my very last cigarette, I'm still high and completely exhausted, I felt the need to start my blog out with this entry, whether you slicksters find it interesting or not. I say good day!
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