Sexii time.. Its Nice!

Mr. Dj Compose sent this over from a man by the name of DJ Uncle Q. Simply Awesome. I was at work when it arrived in my inbox and it made the day a little more seamless. I'm a big Tony Toni Tone fan and it goes without saying that Raphael Saadiq is just a flat out sexy-time genius. This is for sure my new midnight soundtrack. Which will de-thrown that Drake mixtape that i cant get enough of. Jah bless you Jay. Jah Bless.

http://www.zshare.net/audio/5041587402953e93/

tracklisting:

I Love Her
Soul sister - Bilal
It Never Rains (live @ the house of blues)
Whatever You Want - Tony! Toni! Tone!
Ain’t nobody worryin - Anthony Hamilton
Everyday - Lucy Pearl
Still Ray
Trippin’ - Lucy Pearl
Ask of You (live @ the house of blues)
Anniversary - Tony! Toni! Tone!
Lady - D’angelo
Love of My Life - Erykah Badu
They Can’t - Lucy Pearl
Music - Joss Stone & Lauryn Hill
Rifle Love
Glow - Kelis
So Lady - Mary J. Blige
La La - Lucy Pearl
You’re The One That I Like
Be Here - Raphael Saadiq & D’angelo
Bad Habit - Joss Stone
Marathon - Kelis
Body Parts
Proper Nice -Joss Stone
Excuse Me
Soulfood Love - Joss Stone
Tick Tock
Dance Tonight - Lucy Pearl
This One
Let’s Get Down - Tony! Toni! Tone! & DJ Quick
Attention - Kelis
Chic -Raphael Saadiq ft. Teedra Moses
Don’t Mess With My Man -Lucy Pearl
Feels Good - Tony! Toni! Tone!



Call six three two twenty-one three five.

You know your dance is official when...

Young white girls are doing it...



a "proper" interpretation?



I dont know which part is better. Dude on rooftop or Dude on Car. Dont matter, any dance you can do in houseshoes I'm definitely down with it. Oh I love it.

guilty pleasure

I've been singing this damn song every morning for the last week or so. Its just so catchy. Curse you soulja boy and your ringtone rap for making me sing along happily. CURSE YOU!

I'll be in cali for the weekend, and im sure ill be singing this the whole trip.

Well if i couldn't have it silly rabbit why you sweat me.

This weekend I went out and met up with my homeboy at a bar in the LES. I'd been in a bit of a melancholy mood due to some issues of the female persuasion, so at any rate i felt like the best remedy was some good music, a two step or two, and some alcohol. A healthy dosage of alcohol. After having a good time and feeling good about my situation while walking home in the refreshing midnight hour air (Ny has been super nice the last few nights) I get summoned by some unknown birds in a SUV. Being the curious george that I am I choose to oblige with good spirit and attitude. Needless to say they had well... nothing to say. But the loud mouth one did humor me with a classic quote that i'm no stranger to. It was something to the effect of "You don't look like you like brown skinned girls". They were middle eastern from long island and the short one that exclaimed the bold statement was all of 4'10. By the way,why are the shortest ones always the loudest? Anyhow, I digress. So my natural and unflinching reaction was a smile followed by a " Now what the f*&k does that mean?!" Seriously. Its been more than ten years now that i've heard that, and not to blow my own horn but my song catalog is pretty diverse so to speak. So my presence as a self discriminating black man is perplexing. It baffles me to a comedic degree. haha.

But thank god for kanye, Aisha Tyler (the beautiful and self-proclaimed pseudo black woman)Saul Williams, Pharrell, Andre 3000, and a host of other black personalities that continue to help people better label the identity of black. Now I dont have to do so much explaining. Sheesh. Music has always been my identity anomoly. Growing up half of my life in South Central LA and Huntington Beach "surf city" california I was constantly exposed to a ton of genres of music. My first GF introduced me to radiohead, and whenever we'd fight it would be a fiona apple shoot myself in the head/ male bashing marathon. My best friend kristin took me to a grip of ska/punk shows and the deftones was the first rock album i bought. In exchange I taught Kristin her first rap lyric and she probably knows the whole doggystyle album from front to back (no pun intended). I was so hyped when i saw radiohead's grammy performance last night. Sh*t gave me goosebumps. I used to play Kid A and Amnesiac in my car like crazy. Back then I would get clowned by some of my homeboys because of my eccentric disposition. I got names like Chester, Carlton, and Pharrell, but my saving "black" grace was that i was nice at ball. Like county record nice pahtnah!!! funny how black is rap music and sports isn't it?

So heres to the books with the covers that look funny, but are great reads in bed. hahah. I have no idea what that means, but it sounds good! (editors note: ry scored really bad in the analogies section on his SAT's. REALLY BAD.)


Thom Yorke. Bananas.


First saw these guys over at the "New Leader Of The Pseudo's" Kanye's blog. Did my research and they are officially my new shit. That dance he does reminds me of something i would do in my kitchen with tube socks on. Love this video.

IN A SENTIMENTAL MOOD

I was looking through some old photos today and this one in particular struck a chord. Sunday brunch in San Francisco. Good friends. Mimosas flowing. Good times. I've been missing the bay this past week. San Francisco just has a great feel to it. Theres something about that cold cali steez that's infectious. I used to like to walk around downtown by myself after a few drinks at a local bar just to feel the city. the fog and the trolley bell made me feel like my life was like a movie. A cinematic masterpiece of sorts. Mexican food in the mission late night, mmmmmm! so scrumptious. That place will always have a piece of me.


Jooooy. And Pain. Its like SUNSHINE! and rain -Rob Base/DJ EZ Rock