"hey"

getting together to have fun with friends is the best past time. but i utterly detest when neighbors have loud parties. again, i'm not against having good times. however, i am against being awaken from the noise of a neighborhood patio party, 10 feet away, at half past midnight...........again, around 1 am...........and again, close to 2:00 am..........and then finally eyes wide open at precisely 2:36 am. some people consider noise pollution the most irritant of all noises. Many considers a person's choices in music as the culprit. as much as i wanted to i knew it wouldn't be wise to go outside and address the situation (my shaking leg kept me focused on my growing anger) but i kept myself in composure even though i really wanted to stick my head out of the sliding patio door and yell "hey!!!!!!!!!" it's quiet now, maybe, because i did something that had not occurred to me when all of this noise began. i turned on the mega-bright halogen patio porch light. yeah. who enjoys smoking blunts with a porch light bathing their face for all of the of their neighbors to see at 2:30 in the morning? it's 2:53 am, all is quiet right now. this brings to mind a song by a group erykah badu suggested called king. their song, "hey" best described the way i felt when i turned on that porch light. calm. i will shut off the porch light at sunrise.

Hey by weareKINGworldwide

"the look of love"

one thing i always find myself doing is comparing a person's facial features to that of someone they remind me of. in this case i have noticed a similarity in ali larter and diana krall. i was listening to diana sing "the look of love", mesmerized at her and her voice it struck me, she and ali larter could pass for sisters, or twins. diana krall was in dallas a year ago for a fund-raising gala. i thought that i would get a few tickets and treat my friend to a night out, little did i know what shock i'd get when inquiring about ticket prices. my mouth still wide open as i hung up the phone. the ticket prices started at $300, which was for the concert only. $1,500 for concert and wine. $3,000 for a package of concert, dinner and a meet and greet. i had been blindsided about the seriousness of money that exchanged hands when musicians and stars help organizations raise money. i was sad for a moment but i still want to go see her one day. she has a sultry tenor voice and she is stunning and a pianist. one of many triple threats in the world of music.

           

a personal favorite

i saw her from a short distance one day. i was extremely excited about seeing her because she was and still is a musician i most love. i think i am starting to repeat myself. we were standing outside a club called 'the place' in dallas and patrice rushen was standing near her bodyguard wearing a leather black skirt, white ivory blouse and spiked black heels the bottoms were red. that's how the rich and famous musicians dress, i thought to myself. i wanted to get a closer look at her but she's 4'11" and i am 6'4". stalker. if i was a bodyguard the word 'stalker' would circling inside my head. so, i stood just where i was standing, about 10 feet away. today that club had changed names 3 times and has been a restaurant twice. if my memory serves me correctly, that establishment is shut down and is an abandoned building. similar appearances by musicians stopping by 'the place' are just memories in a few heads that found themselves outside it crowded for autographs and photo opts as we were that day. for me, actually seeing patrice rushen did it. she is famous from a song she wrote titled "forget me nots", which became anthem for one of the world top grossing movies 'men in black' and sampled from into a song by will smith titled "men in black". i think it was tom joyner, when at k104 whom gathered us at 'the place' to meet patrice. she had just release her single "watch out" and it was aired on giant screens at 'the place' before patrice came out to meet the crowd. i didn't get to get her autograph. i didn't get to shake her hand and say "hi", but i did get to see her with my very own eyes and in person, and for me, that was almost enough.

"titanium"

"titanium"

you shout it out
but i can't hear a word you say
i'm talking loud not saying much
i'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
you shoot me down, but i get up

[chorus]
i'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
fire away, fire away
ricochet, you take your aim
fire away, fire away
you shoot me down but i won't fall
  i am titanium
you shoot me down but i won't fall
  i am titanium

cut me down
but it's you who have further to fall
ghost town, haunted love
raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
i'm talking loud not saying much

[chorus]
i'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
fire away, fire away
ricochet, you take your aim
fire away, fire away
you shoot me down but i won't fall
i am titanium
you shoot me down but i won't fall
i am titanium
i am titanium

stone-hard, machine gun
firing at the ones who run
stone-hard, those bulletproof guns

[chorus]
you shoot me down but i won't fall
i am titanium
you shoot me down but i won't fall
i am titanium
you shoot me down but i won't fall
i am titanium
you shoot me down but i won't fall
i am titanium
i am titanium




an awesome song with stunning lyrics and a flawless collaboration becoming an instant hit and a global appeal for those brokenhearted.
David Guetta Titanium - Feat. Sia by ethansays

"somewhere i belong"

i stumbled across a really interesting photo (below). at first glance, it struck me to my core because it speaks volumes about people in general and is the epitome of the old cliché "a picture is worth a thousand words." smokey robinson's "tracks of my tears" also came to mind, especially those familiar lyrics "take a good look at my face. you'll see my smile is out of place and if you look closer it's easy to trace..." it was that i could identify with this photo that struck me so deeply. i was a bit embarrassed about this relation that i quickly denounced that it was just a supercool photo and nothing more but even i knew why it stood out to me and why i would find myself featuring it in a blog. nobody wants to be categorized as that person that is overly dramatic or too serious or seemingly always sad on the inside. but this photo describes us all: that person whom has made something or someone else a higher priority leaving their spouse or significant other to smile, although fake, is what most people see. 

it describes the orphan left to face days and nights not only without a biological parent but appearing to be grateful of his/her present surrounding. it describes a person at the brunt of every joke amid socialites because he/she looks different. it describes heartbreak. it describes depression. it describes single parents with what seems like no social life and surrounded by others that use "hello, how are you doing?" as a greeting afraid they will be recruited for help or a loan. it describes you. it describes me. some people call it 'negative thinking' when people talk about their feelings. when people find themselves in positions that they feel they don't belong or when people talk about what is really going on in their day makes others feel uncomfortable. even though to talk about such a subject is the first step to recovery from being a slave to the past it is the lingering there too long that is why habits are so hard to break when it's time to move on. linkin park's "somewhere i belong" seems to best fit the photo below because the photo and that song are quite avant garde. 386 words for this photo.

"boogie nights"

i remember my first feeling of homesick away from a place not my home. that may sound like an odd sentence but i had fly to los angeles to visit my cousins that i had never met. they had taken me dancing and down hollywood blvd. of the things i remember most is the ending of a song by heatwave, "boogie nights". this girl, a friend of my cousin was dancing to that song, flaying her arms to its rhythm so carefree. it wasn't much of a dance but it was that she did as though it was the dance to do. come to think about it, the only person hard-pressed to express himself and just dance, was me. those were days when i felt too awkward and embarrassed at almost anything about myself because that was a new experience and my cousins were really patient with me and super-cool when i didn't dance. some times people can get an attitude when there is no conformity. that shuffled through my playlist today and instantly i was back there, in los angeles, at the play pen watching that girl dance as heatwave sang "boogie nights"...

"perfect timing"

you ever try the experiment of listening to a song and then listening to it again featured in a commercial? the song will sound totally different. orba squara got the break most musicians only dream of. one of their songs landed in one of the biggest commercials on earth: the iphone. the next time you are listening to music go take in a scene or pick up a photo and find a song you think would best soundtrack it. you might be quite surprised at how that scene, that photo changes forever and how how altered the song you choose will sound ao much different. try it. this is what makes memories and money.