Friday, June 29, 2012

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Look the other way

There's no control, but that's alright

 I'm gonna look the other way and hold on tight



Saturday, June 23, 2012

Skin I'm in

And you say these are the people I depend on for my survival

One world, one people, one love


Friday, June 22, 2012

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Well ain't that the ritz calling the saltine a ...


Is it now acceptable to proclaim the pot calling the kettle black in polite company?

I keep hearing this saying roll off the tongues of supposedly enlightened persons who apparently haven't a clue it might carry offense for others.

Is there something wrong with the kettle being black?  I have always wondered what the hell that is about?

Is this colloquialism some deep intellectual insight based on ancient cultural wisdom, perhaps Latin? Or is this exactly what it sounds like?

Well I decided to conduct some deep, exhaustive and comprehensive research on this phrase, and here is what wikipedia has to say about it:


"Oho!' said the pot to the kettle; "You are dirty and ugly and black! Sure no one would think you were metal, Except when you're given a crack."

"Not so! not so! kettle said to the pot; "'Tis your own dirty image you see; For I am so clean -without blemish or blot- That your blackness is mirrored in me"

Hmmmm.

So I propose that we change this colloquialism just a bit to see if it gives offense to the seemingly oblivious.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Phryzznian Man


Black codes from the underground


Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Monday, June 18, 2012

Go back and tell Chalky to kiss my black ass

In the hood, there is one and only one unforgivable, going out like a punk.

You can lose big and still be respected as long as you go down swingin.

When I go down its gon be some motherfuckers with sore kneecaps and chewed up ankles with dents in anything else I can get ahold of on the way down.

There's only three things that's for sure

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Do what you wanna do

Be what you are

I have struggled my entire life to fit into the preconceived expectations of of a world that can be as mean as it is ignorant.

If you are the proverbial square peg in the round hole it can be truly disorienting.

That is, until you figure our how to tell them what they really need to hear.

Friday, June 15, 2012

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Learn to walk black

Good luck brother

Baltimo?

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Something worth fighting for

Don't just tell us to fight, give us something worth fighting for.

Monday, June 11, 2012

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Saturday, June 9, 2012

See, what had happened was ...

 
This ain't the poot butt league man


Thursday, June 7, 2012

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Monday, June 4, 2012

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Senor Blues

If you want to watch peoples heads explode just tell them that jazz is a composer's art.

Horace Silver is one, but certainly not the only, master composer who claims the jazz tradition as his home.

Senor blues is one, but certainly not Silver's only, masterwork.

Taj Mahal is a traditional blues and folk artist who brought his A game to the jazz tradition.