Friday, September 30, 2005

cool beans

I'm always a lil late in discovering music, but I have just fallen for Mat Kearney. Hey his wife's name is Heather! Haha. Um anyway. This song is great. I love how his sound doesn't match the way he looks... at all. That's what I like to see.


Yesterday I was sitting. recalling. reminiscing
Trying to remember whenever there was nobody listening
Before the hugging and the kissing, the booing and the hissing
All I had was just a vision,
All I had was my ambition
Your love without condition
Kept me swinging when I'm missing
My eyes upon the prize
Kept me striving for the mission
When I was down for the count, falling out of commission
I can hear you voice now screaming out "son, listen"
Get on up, don't give up, though you struck opposition
Time to buck all that stuff, find out what's your condition
Like a pull in my soul, like keys in my ignition
Call you all my commission, my love and my vision and...

It doesn't matter if they call me wrong
Doesn't matter if they steal my song
Doesn't matter if we're all alone
It doesn't matter at all


'Cause I would take a bullet for you
I would take a bullet for you
I would cross any line, I'd swim across the sea
I would take a bullet for you
I would take a bullet for you
I would lose it all, I'd take my fall
To show you it's for real

Remember when we used to flow together back in the park
You would slang guitar licks under the stars in the dark
You'd say let's grow together as this world falls apart
I was holding on to hope but hardly holding a spark
All the rhymes that I wrote you'd call dope from the start
I'd be like a pure note. like a quote on the mark
You'd go to every show and promote from the start
From the beginning we've been building much more than this art
Remember bearing scars in you car to impart you heart
You cared enough to call my bluff through the junk from the start
That's why you're holding onto half of my heart
You've been there through the times,
Through the nights that were dark and....

Sunday, September 04, 2005

The House

Ever heard of a hip hop church? A church of the streets? Well neither had I but I went to one last night. Guess who was there? Corey Red and Precise. That was cool, felt like home and being back in the body shop again. So this church meets once a month and it's for teens and up in Lawndale. There are hip hop artists who spit and some dancers like the Sisters in Christ and some singers and poets. Oh oh oh and of course, the DJ'S. Actually saw Dj Terrence again. And there were breakers too, some of them were a hot mess...but others, like Dan, were hot. Asian ghetto. It's a beautiful thing.
Went to the jazz fest yesterday too, that was cool. Lots of music, lots of art. The fountain was beautiful as always, and the lake too. It was a perfect day for it. Oh and there's the cutest little sub shop (no really , it's tiny) that is good and oh so cheap. Keep that one on our "to visit" list.
It's Labor Day weekend. No class tomorrow. Homework! Yaya! Oh and Kris finally comes in tomorrow. That girl missed two weeks of class! hot mess...
Gonna go get my work on. Wahoo!!

...and your grace has found me just as I am...