I got my ass up at 10 minutes ’til 6am, braved the chilly Long Island uber-morning, and drove with Pop Dukes to a nearby elementary school (FunFact: Spent kindergarten and first grade there), waited in line for about 5 minutes total, clicked the top line down all the way through to make sure I voted Democrat all across the board, and then left, smiling at how easy it was.
I left feeling empowered and full of hope. Today could be the day it all changes, for the better, finally.
Do not let your cynicism, your fear, your apathy, your conspiracies, or your oh-so-coolness rob you of this feeling.
The 3rd & Final Presidential Debate is Tonite…from Long F’n Island!
It’s go time!
Yes sir, tonite’s debate is coming to us LIVE from Hofstra University in Hempstead, NY–on fabulous Long “Nobody from around here really says ‘Strong Island’” Island. It’s about 35 minutes away from where I live and I gotta admit, it’s kinda awesome thinking my man Obama (pause) is so close by.
The debate begins at 9p, and the pundits and other media peeps are saying that unless something un-fucking-believable happens, all Obi’s gotta do is hang back and stay coooooool while ol’ John “MaverickMaverickMaverickMaverickMaverickMaverickMaverickMaverick” McCain goes all mental trying to stem the tide of the Obama-Biden ticket’s momentum.
I imagine Senator McCain is gonna slip in some jibba-jabba (c) Meka Soul about William Ayers and all that nonsense, but I can’t see it making a dent. McCain is on the wrong side of the Change movement, and if he knows what’s good for him, he’ll stick to relevant, dignified topics and issues and leave the bullshit to that mean, nasty woman, Governor Sarah “You betcha!” Palin.
In any event, I’m all in for Senator Barack Obama, and I’m hoping he stays cool and focused and reinforces his policies and stances and keeps us marching towards Health, Hope, and History.
Debate’s on at 9p, Check it out and decide for yourself!
If you missed Obama’s speech, you lost the most ever.
That was fucking incredible. Barack Obama hit those republican bastards back for everything they said about him. Dude was crazy dope phat ill, and it was amazing to see.
I’m inspired, and this is the greatest moment our generation has ever been a part of. Before tonite the only thing our generation had was 9-11, but now–almost 7 years after that tragedy–our generation of wanderers can all unite and say we were there the day it all changed.
The cynics, the nihilists, and the haters have just officially been proven to be relics of a bygone era.
I was lucky enough to be asked by Eric & Jeff from The Real to appear in their most recent video which celebrates their one year anniversary. Me and my boy Turk met up with them at the NYC Public Library yesterday afternoon and I filmed my little cameo. Both Eric and Jeff are very cool in real life (no pun intended), altho’ they were also really, really friggin’ tall, which just made my 5-7ish self seem mad frodo-like.
Anyway, thanks to the guys for including me and, by proxy, Alumnah in their clip–It truly is/was an honor.
(you can find Turk at the 1:16 mark on the right, and I’m at the 1:18 mark, also on the right in the red t-shirt)
A magical time in R’n'B. A time called: The Early 90’s.
So earlier today I had Shanice’s “I love your smile” stuck in my head, and in the little section with similiar selections on the YouTube, was this video–S.W.V.’s “Right Here”. Man, this song is awesome. Dope “Human Nature” sample. S.W.V. lookin’ boinkable. Sweet lyrics.
Plus a killer tie-in with Free Willy. (pause?)
Anyway, in this day and age of uber-saturation of Chris “No Vocal Talent” Brown and Rhi “Also No Vocal Talent, Plus I’m Not Really That Hot Even Tho’ For Some Reason NahRight’s Regs Think I’m Hotter Than Beyonce Which Just Proves How Deranged Some Of Those Fuckers Really Are” Anna, it’s hard to remember when r’n'b had good music, well-written music…music that didn’t make me want to shove anchovies in my ears.
Remember ballads? They were those slow, awesome, sensual songs that you could put on and boink to, or belt out in the car. Now? Now all we have is that doubletime shit ala Usher’s “Confessions” or “Burn“, or Mariah Carey’s knock-offs of Usher’s doubletime shit. (Mimi was basically Mariah’s Confessions, thanks to the Shang Tsung of Production (c) Meka Soul, Jermain Dupris). Orrrr even worse, we have an awesome song that SHOULD’VE been a ballad like Ne-Yo’s “Do You” but instead has a completely jarring, grating “hip-hop” beat behind it. (Ne-Yo’s in my cool book tho’)
Sooo It is in the spirit of that that I present Sisters With Voices’ 1992 hit, “Right Here”. Enjoy the song, enjoy the video, and then help me plan out my eventual Nation Stomping of Chris Brown.
