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Friday, October 31, 2008

HOPE: I hope I'm wrong






I've been trying not to get into it with anybody regarding the election. I have a viewpoint that has made people get up in arms with me. Like most of my beliefs, I just kind of keep them to myself so that I don't outwardly offend people.

I think Baseball is shit, and I don't promote it. I think Sodomy is nasty, and do not promote it. I think Christmas is an excuse to boost Mega Corporations sales at the end of the fiscal year, and not to celebrate Jesus.

This is my blog though, and Nov. 4th is approaching, so I can say pretty much whatever the hell I want.

BRAND NEW Dead Prez-Politrikkks mp3

I think voting is a farce.

The Generations before me have this saying, that if you don't vote, you don't have the right to make a complaint. That actually makes alot of sense, back then.

The election of 2000, and the events therein completely convinced me that our beloved Democracy died right there and then. The end of innocence. It might have been decades before that, but it became mighty apparent to me that night while watched the news coverage of the election. We voted, and We voted for Al Gore. Yet George Bush became the President. How did that happen? How could it?

I believe that we really didn't have a choice. There was a plan set into place, and George Bush had to win in order for it happen. The plan was introduced by W's father, George Sr., when he unveiled his plan for New World Order.

For 8 years our country faced perilous calamity, and things are fucked. But we had hope that the powers that be would be dishing out Justice from 9-11, and we would be able to rid the world of the vicious Terrorists.

Of course this looked bad for the Republicans. Their policies had thrown THE WORLD into a state of fear, hatred, and danger. Our economy has been destroyed, our homes are being taken, our pockets are emptying out and hope is all but lost. And I believe this is by design.

We have lost hope that things will get better.

When the people are hungry, you promise them food. When the people are poor, you promise them money. When the people have no voice, you promise them a voice. When the people have no hope, you promise them hope.

Symbolically, Barack Obama is an icon for change when people are demanding it. He is a symbol of the progress Black people have made in gaining a foothold in a country that has done everything to hold them back as much as possible. Just 50 years after Blacks were "given" the right to vote, they now have a champion that gives them hope of actually being given their propers as Human Beings with the same Human Rights that White Folks have hoarded for centuries.

Where most try to avoid the race card in this election, lets just get to the point. Barack Obama is going to be getting most of the Black vote, because of his color. Why has there been such a registration boom by Black voters?

It's a sign that our country is moving beyond it's hatred of those not White, and why wouldn't any Americans with ANY common sense get with that program. He speaks directly to those that are hurting from the mistakes the administration before him made, and he promises change.

Give the people a choice between the oldest Presidential nominee in history, with his STUPID ass excuse for a Vice Presidential nominee, next to someone that shows NO flaws, who are the people going to vote for, and be satisfied with? I have seen the same videos you have seen, with mad racist fucks in the midwest saying stupid ass ignorant shit. Any of us with common sense have seen this and made it a point to vote and fight against these people. But it just seems to hold the same realism as an episode of Survivor. They just look like they are starving, but they aren't forced to starve.

I tell you what. A part of me really wants to believe him. A part of me has been waiting for him like Jesus. Seemingly straight talk, and a bold maneuver away from the things that have ruined our taste for the government.

But are we being naive? Are we falling victim to another wolf ticket salesman? I believe so.

The machine we call America has so much riding on the line, that one man cannot come into the pit and change the world. Just as George W. Bush, who came off as the biggest idiot this country has ever called president, was the face of the country, he was merely a puppet. Unfortunately, I see Obama as being the face of the same machine. The more we are divided between ourselves as Red & Blue states, Republican and Democrat parties, Liberals and Conservatives, the more we are being duped into thinking they are not one in the same.

I believe this charade we call elections, is already set. Barack Obama is our next president. We will be relieved that things are going to change. When they don't we are going to say, it's ok, he's still trying to change it. Because he's Barack Obama and we believe in him as much as we did Martin Luther King Jr., or JFK. Yet when the genuine articles were in a position of power, they were killed in cold blood by the same people who made sure the 2000 elections became a coup de tat.

So when my good friend was appalled by the fact that I would not vote this November, we got into a heated argument. He told me this was the only way for my voice to "officially" be heard. Just because the Presidency was hijacked before, and our votes did not matter then, they must matter now. Because we HOPE we still have a hand in what going on with our country, and have some sort of say in what our representatives do.

I'm not mad at people who vote. I don't look down at them, or think I'm smarter than them because I believe in some Kooky conspiracy theories. I think it is shameful that we are criticized for speaking out, yet are encouraged to have our voices heard in this one little gesture given to us as our democracy bonus. Being an accessory to something as degrading as lying to an entire country, and empowering them with a false sense of importance under the guise of Democracy does not sit well with me, and I can't in good conscience be a part of it.

Am I saying you shouldn't vote? No. You should do what your heart tells you to do. That's what I'm doing.

Am I Anti-American? No. I don't believe so. Do I have a better plan? No I don't believe so. Am I going to fall into line with the rest of us who believe what we are being told? No, I don't believe so.

Either way, I hope I'm wrong. I hope that Barack Obama is going to defy History's lessons, and make good on changing this country for the better. We need it. And if I am wrong, I will gladly admit it because I am not entirely hopeless yet.

Maybe just jaded.

Monday, October 20, 2008

R.I.P. Rudy Ray Moore-A.K.A. DOLEMITE



At 81 years old, Rudy Rae Moore has joined the list of legends we have lost this year. Rudy's raw X-Rated rhyming comedy was one of the prototypes for Rap music. His stand up was NASTY (See numerous 2 Live Crew samples), and his movies were BANANAS (See The Human Tornado).

Since I been on the cinema kick, I will start you off with this likkle gem, and you can follow up by watching his other crazy flicks.

Rest In Peace Rudy. You have given us HOURS of laughs!



LINK TO DOLEMITE TRAILER ON YOUTUBE

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Rest In Peace Fadda Ellis

R.I.P. ALTON ELLIS 1944-2008

Friday, October 10, 2008

Here is the official word on Alton Ellis

As read on yardflex.com

"Rumors were dispelled this week by family members of Alton Ellis, who is very much alive, yet very weak in his battle with lymphatic cancer.

The legendary rock steady/reggae singer has been hospitalized for several weeks now in the UK and his son Clive told The Star that the family is not very optimistic at this point for Alton’s chances of surviving this cancer fight.

Saying his dad is having serious trouble breathing, and remains motionless and mum, his son said the family is regretfully unable to hope for the best, but is anticipating the worse at this time. Clive said Alton is very weak but he is still here."

Man this is bummin me out!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Get Well Fadda Ellis



Man...I fell for another internet rumor. I was so shook by it that my original post was a rest in peace.

Get Well Soon Fadda Ellis!



This is but a sliver of wood from the beams that built the house of Reggae music. Some of my favorite Alton Ellis Classics.




Alton Ellis-Rock Steady
One of the initial tunes to set off the Rock Steady movement.
Alton Ellis-Cry Tough (Extended Version)
One of the roughest Rude Boy cuts known to mankind.

Alton Ellis-Ain't That Loving You
Ain't That Loving you was remade famous by another fallen soldier, Dennis Emmanuel Brown.
Alton Ellis-Mad Mad
Mad Mad is the original version of what has come to be known as the "Diseases" riddim, recoined by the tune by Michigan & Smiley of that name.

Alton Ellis-I'm Still In Love
Another Monster Classic that has been covered and remade numerous times. You should already know bout this one...
Alton Ellis-I'm Just A Guy
I'm Just A Guy Riddim eventually became known as the "Vanity" riddim, and is another heavily recut riddim.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Summer Tour Pt. 4: Coast To Coast

Now that I've settled back into my cozy house in Daygo, I'm finally getting around to my photos. Please bare with me with the amount of pics, and lack of tunes.

Truckee
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Truckee is a community that lies along Lake Tahoe in Northern California. The mountain men and women made their way out, and were a pretty wild crowd. When I first rolled in, I couldn't believe they were about to squeeze 1500 people in this "Theater", but it filled up and cracked off.

Pepper rocking out.
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This is Bubbler. A veteran keyboardist, that plays with Sly & Robbie. Bubbler has played keys on many important Reggae tunes, including the opening keys on Althea & Donna's "Uptown Top Ranking".
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Butte, Montana (That's BEWT not Butt)
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I woke up, not knowing to expect of Montana. When I exited the bus, we were on this block which looked like a run down ghost block from the 20's. Our show was in an old Railway station, that was transformed into a venue. The inside of the depot was converted into a dancehall/concert hall and we set up outside in the parking lot. Since I am an avid freight graff lurker, I took this time to walk the line and check it out.
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Caught a Sever piece, circa 02
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No train lurk would be complete without catching a hobo tag by the one and only Solo Artist. "Widely Unknown Indeed".
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Some good old Montana rebel graff.
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Cherinne Anderson blessing the Butte crowd
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Kaleo. Guitarist for Pepper.
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Brett. Bassist for Pepper.
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C Money and Dela, the horn section for Slightly Stoopid. THis was the first session I saw where Sly and Robbie joined the boys onstage with Half Pint.
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My bredren Alkebulan was telling me that this kind of show would make no money in Jamaica because the fans would park outside and stand on top of their cars to watch. I guess the same holds true for Butte.
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As we rolled into the Red Rocks Amphitheater in Colorado, we were expecting this to be the peak of our tour. Unfortunately, it was raining and cold when we arrived. SLEET even. I walked the bleachers to get a view of the place, and it's incredible. Mad music legends have graced this natural amphitheater, including U2 when they filmed their live DVD.

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Half Pint with Slightly Stoopid doing soundcheck.
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Sly Dunbar.
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About 10,000 people in attendance. Due Paid.
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This is the most folks I ever played in front of, yet my favorite part of the show was the after party. I loaded my rig into the trailer, and made my way to a dressing room 3 flights above the stage built into the rocks. With only about 4 people in the spot, I immediately spotted Half Pint on the mic by himself, singing over Studio One versions. Within minutes the whole place was packed, and ramming as the mic got passed around and everyone was dancing. Peter Gayle, Half Pint, C-Money, OG, and myself traded mic duties, and the place got hot! (Didn't have no time for flix)

Salt Lake City
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What a f'n wasteland. Smells like rotten death, overrun by mosquitoes, and hot as shit. (The city is nice though.)

Don't be fooled, this isn't the beach you're used to.
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The Great Salt Air
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Sly said he likes to sit low on his kit, because it feels like he's driving a race car.
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Robbie Shakespeare, Nambo Robinson, and Stepper
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The crowd at the Salt Air
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New York City
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We pulled into Secaucus NJ, and I immediately jumped on transit, and headed into the city. I met up with my boy Jay, and he took me on a Dutch Master clouded tour of the Lower East Side. We ate at Kate's Diner, which is one of the wickedest Vegan diner I ever been to. They must have been fimling some show, cuz the block was filled with 70's cars, including this fuzz cruiser which was even manned by some 70's looking Detectives.
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I had the open faced Ruben, equipped with Vegan Corned Beef, Kraut, and Vegan Cheese. This place was off the hook, and they even had an ajoined bar. A Class!
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Here's some other flicks I snapped

OG Jammy's Dub Plate. Apparently while digging for records, you can find these around town. WICKED!
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This dude Curtis was up pretty thoroughly on our route.
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We trooped across the Williamsburg Bridge to Brooklyn for tourist sakes.
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We made it to a bar that served 32 oz. beers in styrofoam cups, and strolled around and smoked blunts.

We ended up at a bar and checked for DJ Queen Majesty, and ran into my boy Jon Cardiel. Small world.
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After hitting Max Fisch's, I hit car service (way better than a cab) and stumbled into the bus about 5am, which was parked outside of Roseland Ballroom. The show was the next night and was pretty slamming! WE trooped around the tunnels below the historic venue, and blew some more Dutch's.

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After the show, I made a solo mission down to Times Square, and soaked it in for a minute. The place is sensory overload, with more blazing advertisements than I've ever seen in 5 blocks.

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Thats enough for now. I will finish my tour log with my next entry.

Big Up Jay for taking time our of your hustle to show me the city.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

DISTRESS: New World Order Day



No parties, or gifts, or cheap decor today. Just the memories of misery, pain, and fear. It's been years since Terrorists attacked New York City, and justice has not been served.

It's frowned upon that I would call them Terrorists, since they state they stand for Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness. We as Americans, are not allowed to question the motivation behind our glorious Empire, or else we support the enemy.

It is ironic that we are quick to go to war against "Terrorists", and "Insurgents" yet that's the exact role we are playing in the world.

So for New World Order Day, our festive rituals will not include searching for eggs, carving a turkey, or unwrapping gifts. Today we will take part in lying, cheating, and unprevoked violence in the name of the Empire.

CLICK HERE TO WATCH ZEITGEIST THE MOVIE

Trust me you fuckers, we will NEVER forget. Call it a grudge...
Immortal Technique Ft. Mos Def-Bin Laden