Just you watch.
New flava in ya ear!
Reflection Eternal.
So Good.
I can make it good, I can make it hood, I can make you come, I can make you go! I can make it high, I can make it fly, make you touch the sky, hey maybe so!
Friday, May 28, 2010
Thursday, May 27, 2010
XOXO?
New flava in ya ear!
Pretty Reckless.
Make Me Wanna Die.
VULTURE: Taylor Momsen and the Pretty Reckless Have a Music Video, and It’s Pretty Good
Pretty Reckless.
Make Me Wanna Die.
This Mess We're In.
An Ongoing Discussion.
Words.
"So who is in charge of stopping the oil spill, BP or the federal government?
The fact that the answer to this question seems as murky as the water around the exploded oil platform in the Gulf of Mexico suggests that this is an excellent moment to recognize that our arguments pitting capitalism against socialism and the government against the private sector muddle far more than they clarify...
...Everyone is a capitalist until a private company blunders. Then everyone starts talking like a socialist, presuming that the government can put things right because they see it as being just as big and powerful as its Tea Party critics claim it is.
But the truth is that we have disempowered government and handed vast responsibilities over to a private sector that will never see protecting the public interest as its primary task. The sludge in the gulf is, finally, the product of our own contradictions."
THE WASHINGTON POST: Gulf oil spill offers a lesson in capitalism vs. socialism
Words.
"So who is in charge of stopping the oil spill, BP or the federal government?
The fact that the answer to this question seems as murky as the water around the exploded oil platform in the Gulf of Mexico suggests that this is an excellent moment to recognize that our arguments pitting capitalism against socialism and the government against the private sector muddle far more than they clarify...
...Everyone is a capitalist until a private company blunders. Then everyone starts talking like a socialist, presuming that the government can put things right because they see it as being just as big and powerful as its Tea Party critics claim it is.
But the truth is that we have disempowered government and handed vast responsibilities over to a private sector that will never see protecting the public interest as its primary task. The sludge in the gulf is, finally, the product of our own contradictions."
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
"HER NAME IS NICOLE!"
And this is for her. Congratulations on winning Dancing with the Stars!
Eden's Crush.
Get Over Yourself.
An "Old School Funk for the True Funk Soldiers" Production.
Eden's Crush.
Get Over Yourself.
An "Old School Funk for the True Funk Soldiers" Production.
TELEVISION TELEVISION!
Another morning. Another workout. Another viewing of a music video from a band trying to grab our attention/stand out in the crowd. Worthy of a repeat listen? I'll let you decide.
The Like.
He's Not A Boy.
The Like.
He's Not A Boy.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Party and Bullshit!
How to get rich [without really trying] in Hip-Hop:
Exhibit "A":
Cali Swag District.
Teach Me How To Dougie.
Exhibit "A":
Cali Swag District.
Teach Me How To Dougie.
Pork & Beans.
Let's talk.
Words.
"...If we can make it to November without any more distractions from the pious and the fabulists, it could be a fascinating election. I may be dreaming, but the vote of 2010 might be a mashup for the ages, one of those rare referendums on real stuff.
...Too often, campaigns are about surface abstractions: liberty versus government control, real Americans versus Hollywood. But this year, large events of tragic and ongoing impact have occurred, prompting what should be a much bigger discussion of Real Stuff.
Those who argue for continuing the deregulatory trend of the last decade need to look at how well that worked for the families who lost their loved ones in the Massey coal mine, run by a company with a history of bucking government oversight while promoting politicians who do their bidding.
Those who think drill, baby, drill should be the national energy policy must consider the mortal blow to a marine ecosystem in the Gulf of Mexico, because a global oil company didn’t want to spend the equivalent of a day’s profit on adequate controls.
And those who think the incomprehensible form of toxic capitalism that evolved in the snake pits of Wall Street should be left unfettered — in keeping with the emerging Rand Paul wing of the Republican Party and lobbyist-rolled representatives of both parties — should consider an astonishing figure from the Treasury Department.
The financial meltdown cost Americans $17 trillion in lost household net worth between 2007 and 2009, according to Alan Krueger, the chief economist for the department.
“How’s that hands-offey, non-regulatory thing workin’ for ya?” was the stinging tag of a recent cartoon by Stuart Carlson. It was meant as a punchline, but if this election does turn out to be about Real Stuff, it could also serve as a question every candidate will have to answer."
TELEVISION TELEVISION!
Another morning. Another workout. Another viewing of a music video from an artist and/or band trying to grab our attention/stand out in the crowd. This morning it was Fat Joe and Young Jeezy with a song that, I can't deny, KNOCKS. Man, Young Jeezy STAY grabbing my attention on other people's tracks. I swear...
New flava in MY ear!
Fat Joe feat. Young Jeezy.
Slow Down (Ha Ha).
New flava in MY ear!
Fat Joe feat. Young Jeezy.
Slow Down (Ha Ha).
Monday, May 24, 2010
TELEVISION TELEVISION!
Another morning. Another workout. Another viewing of a music video from a band getting its feet wet/trying to grab our attention/stand out in the crowd. Worthy of a repeat listen? I'll let you decide.
New flava in MY ear!
The Ready Set.
Love Like Woe.
For Your Consideration...
New flava in MY ear!
The Ready Set.
Love Like Woe.
For Your Consideration...
Sunday, May 23, 2010
"Do you really wanna touch it?"
"Do you really wanna mess with me tonight?..." (c) Monifah
New flava in MY ear!
Ginuwine.
Touch Me.
New flava in MY ear!
Ginuwine.
Touch Me.
Friday, May 21, 2010
TELEVISION TELEVISION!
Here's an example of a band I don't listen to grabbing my attention with a song, cause the music video is clever and/or entertaining. Kudos All Time Low. Kudos...
New flava in MY ear!
All Time Low.
Weightless.
New flava in MY ear!
All Time Low.
Weightless.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
"WE BUILT THIS CITY!(?)"
Words. For Your Consideration...
"...Republican success in 2010 can be boiled down to two words: Rush Limbaugh.
Mr. Limbaugh has played an important role in elections going back to 1994, when he commanded the air war in the Republican Congressional victory. This time, however, he is more than simply the mouthpiece of the party. He is the brains and the spirit behind its resurgence.
...His strategy was simple. With Democrats controlling Congress, Mr. Limbaugh saw that there was no way to stop the president’s agenda. He dismissed the moderates’ notion that compromising with the president would make Republicans look good to independents. Instead he decreed that the Republicans must become the party of no, and force Democratic candidates — especially centrists — to go into 2010 with sole responsibility for the Obama program and the state of the economy. And that is what has happened.
...He [Limbaugh]wants a unified, right-wing G.O.P. in 2010, and by all appearances he is going to get it...if the [Republican] party sweeps this November under the banner of Real Conservatism, Mr. Obama will find himself facing two years of “no” in Washington and, very likely, a Limbaugh-approved opponent in 2012."
Kick, Push.
A Moment of Clarity. For LeBron James.
Words.
"...LeBron James has to declare free agency and leave the Cleveland Cavaliers. Not simply for the pursuit of a championship ring, but for his own emotional and professional growth.
...LeBron James’s relationship to his community is profound: he built a palatial house in the Akron area and just finished his seventh season with the Cavaliers. But I believe those roots have become golden shackles. He is too loved, and therefore too coddled and too easily forgiven.
...James is of course a great player. But he is not the greatest player in the history of the game by any stretch if you define greatness, as you should, by winning it all. He has never shown anything close to the killer mentality and step-it-up of the players he is most compared to, Michael Jordan and Magic Johnson. He is not in the same category as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. Or Kobe Bryant.
...Yes, he is a god in Akron and Cleveland. But sometimes worship, as genuine as it is, can create a false sense of invincibility. The result: all he and his teammates can do now is watch the Celtics advance in the playoffs.
LeBron, take the chance. Just go and never look back. In the greatest city in the world, you will never regret it. It is time to leave home."
American Woman.
Fembot.
Words. For Your Consideration...
"After struggling with its definition and connotations, Sarah Palin has apparently made peace with the "F-word." She freely used it in a May 14 speech for the Susan B. Anthony List, a PAC for antiabortion female congressional candidates. And given Palin's extraordinary influence in certain circles, you can bet untold numbers of women who might once have never considered it will now be dropping the F-bomb with alacrity.
The word in question, of course, is "feminist." It may be the most polarizing label on the sociopolitical stage (it makes "environmentalist" or even "gay-rights advocate" seem downright banal), but Palin seems to have stopped dancing around it and finally claimed it as her partner. Granted, this is a conditional relationship; there's a qualifier here as big as Alaska. She's talking not about your mom's or Gloria Steinem's feminism but, as she put it, an "emerging, conservative, feminist identity."
Using grizzly bears as a metaphor, Palin seemed to imply that the tenets of feminism — or at least the word itself — need not apply solely to liberal, abortion-rights supporting (and, by implication, gun-eschewing, gay-marriage-advocating, reusable-eco-bag-toting, dangling-earring-wearing) women. Red-state PTA moms with a love of God and country can get in on the empowerment act too.
"The mama grizzlies, they rise up," Palin said, adding that such women "can give their child life, in addition to pursuing career and education and avocations. Society wants to tell these young women otherwise. These feminist groups want to tell these women that, 'No, you're not capable of doing both.'"
Now, there are a lot of ways in which this logic is contorted, not least of all the suggestion that supporting the right to choose represents a no-confidence vote for the idea of mothers leading fulfilling professional and personal lives. But putting that aside, I feel a duty (a feminist duty, in fact) to say this about Palin's declaration: If she has the guts to call herself a feminist, then she's entitled to be accepted as one..."
I Think I'm in Love.
This song? This song right here? It's like It's like Miami Sound Machine meets Studio 54 meets Gang of Four meets Prince meets Miami Booty Bass meets Talking Heads. The boom boom POW(!) of the hook/The way it's sung/that production/The humor/The knowingness/And the way in which it hits my Cer-e-b-ellum...Pow Pow, I think I luv u.
LCD Soundsystem. This is Happening. In stores now.
LCD Soundsystem. This is Happening. In stores now.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Family Ties.
Words.
"When was it, exactly, that the Republican revolution merged with the sexual revolution?
With each passing year, the class notes for the famous House Republicans Class of '94 get more lurid.
...the House Republicans of '94 stand out: No fewer than 15 of the 73 elected in the landslide that year have entertained the nation with flaps that include messy divorces and a suspicious car accident.
...In his hasty farewell, Souder took the well-worn path of blaming his departure on Washington. "In the poisonous environment of Washington, D.C., any personal failing is seized upon, often twisted, for political gain," he complained. "I am resigning rather than put my family through that painful, drawn-out process."
Yet millions of people live in the Washington area, and relatively few of us have adulterous relationships with married subordinates we have hired to assist us in broadcasts for Christian media outlets. That, and not this town's "poisonous environment," is why Souder is resigning.
Perhaps the problem is that lawmakers are spending too little time in Washington. In the old days, they moved their families here; now they jet back and forth and focus on raising campaign money, straining marriages. That reality, combined with the sense of invincibility many lawmakers acquire, has ensnared more than a few of Souder's classmates -- most of whom came to town with a "family values" message..."
GUCCI!
As covered by Beach House.
Big ups to the homie @realdealed over at Twitter for putting this on my radar! That's what's up!
Big ups to the homie @realdealed over at Twitter for putting this on my radar! That's what's up!
I Think I'm in Love.
Y'all don't even KNOW!
"Kick off your shoes and relax your feet" to this...
Jamie Lidell.
She Needs Me.
Taken from his new LP Compass. In stores now!
"Kick off your shoes and relax your feet" to this...
Jamie Lidell.
She Needs Me.
Taken from his new LP Compass. In stores now!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Saturday, May 15, 2010
This is how we do it.
Yes it is Toni. You don't even know...
Now if you visit this blog often, you know that old school jams are more often than not posted under the "Old School Funk for the True Funk Soldiers" headline. But sometimes old school joints are so good, so well put together, so classic to a brotha, [see Montell Jordan's This is how we do it] that all I can do is marvel at their goodness as they boldly play on and show us how's it done. This jam, presented below, is one such example.
This is still one of my favorite videos of all time. OF ALL TIME!
Toni Braxton.
You're Makin' Me High.
LET'S GO!
Now if you visit this blog often, you know that old school jams are more often than not posted under the "Old School Funk for the True Funk Soldiers" headline. But sometimes old school joints are so good, so well put together, so classic to a brotha, [see Montell Jordan's This is how we do it] that all I can do is marvel at their goodness as they boldly play on and show us how's it done. This jam, presented below, is one such example.
This is still one of my favorite videos of all time. OF ALL TIME!
Toni Braxton.
You're Makin' Me High.
LET'S GO!
American Grafitti.
Words. For Your Consideration...
"For 141 years, baseball has mirrored and propelled America's evolution. It has bridged class divisions, lifted the country's spirits in dark times and, ultimately, helped break down racial barriers. Today, with American values again under attack in Arizona, baseball needs to act.
Born at a time when the country was most divided, the game helped Civil War soldiers stave off fear and boredom. Young men of North and South picked up fence posts and tree branches and swung at balls of cork or knots of rags wrapped around walnuts. At that moment of ultimate American disunity, baseball united: Officers played with enlisted men; prisoners of war played against one another and even their guards. After the war, the game became the physical expression of our founding ideals and the vernacular of our lives, even for those who never rooted for a team or hit a ball with a bat. "Three strikes" describes our limited tolerance for failure; we "pinch hit" for others when necessary and cope with life's "curveballs."
...baseball is entwined with American life, not above it, and sometimes it suffers along with the nation. Decades of exclusion of black athletes from the major leagues gave the lie to the notion that the American dream could be attained by anyone. When Branch Rickey and Jackie Robinson broke the "color line" and Robinson joined the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1947, it became a metric for American progress. Robinson's rookie year is as sure a precursor of Brown vs. Board of Education as was any decision of the Supreme Court. It was also one of those moments when the right business decision served the cause of social justice.
This is another such moment.
...We'd like to see Major League Baseball pull the 2011 All-Star game from Phoenix. There is ample and effective precedent. Pro football moved the 1993 Super Bowl from Arizona to Pasadena after Arizona refused to adopt Martin Luther King Jr. Day as a holiday. In 1947, the Dodgers moved spring training to Cuba, abandoning Florida, to preserve the dignity of its one black player. Can the same game that stood for such principles half a century ago now allow its Latino all-stars to travel to Phoenix, where they could be treated as suspect because of the color of their skin?..."
Friday, May 14, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
QUESTION!
Am I sleeping on Freeway? Just curious. Cause this song has me thinking I am. But then again, I am a sucker for a Rap song with a groove such as this (SEE ALSO: Ghostface Killah and Ne-Yo's Back Like That). Digging that Rick James sample in the hook as well...
New flava in MY ear!
Freeway & Jake One.
She Makes Me Feel Alright.
New flava in MY ear!
Freeway & Jake One.
She Makes Me Feel Alright.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
"We Got Hood Love!"
As in "you young, I'm older, I wish somebody WOULD try to say something!" Not to be confused with Thug Love.
Starring Mary J. Blige and Trey Songz.
Starring Mary J. Blige and Trey Songz.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Saturday, May 08, 2010
Friday, May 07, 2010
Thursday, May 06, 2010
The Youth.
"U GOT THE LOOK!"
Words.
"WHEN a boy of a certain age asks Cozy Friedman, the owner of Cozy’s Cuts for Kids in Manhattan, for a haircut with long, side-combed bangs, she is careful not to ask, “like Justin Bieber’s?”
’Tween girls have been shrieking their appreciation for the 16-year-old pop star’s hair for the last year or so, and now boys are (subtly) requesting the style in droves. Just as every girl wants hair like Blake Lively of “Gossip Girl,” her brother wants to look like the artist who helped bring “Eenie Meenie” to the world.
...Call it the Flip and Switch, the Flow, or the Twitch: the Bieber hairstyle — with sideswept bangs that end about an inch past where the Beatles snipped theirs off — is everywhere. Tim Urban wore it on “American Idol” before he was voted off in late April, and Miles Heizer wears it on the NBC show “Parenthood” to play a brooding teenager. The idea is that the front-combed bangs are so long that they must be flicked aside constantly with a whole lot of attitude..."
I can't.
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Tuesday, May 04, 2010
Say you love me? Say you love me?
THEN PUT IT IN A LOVE SONG!...
New flava in ya ear!
Beyonce.
Why Don't You Love Me.
New flava in ya ear!
Beyonce.
Why Don't You Love Me.
Thug Motivation 101.
Starring the Man, the Myth, the "LEGEND" that is,
DIDDY.
MISSINFO.TV: Diddy the Life Coach: a video pep rally
DIDDY.
Monday, May 03, 2010
Sunday, May 02, 2010
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