SOMETIMES.......

...it's the only thing that'll stick by you.

Dream on,playa-Dream On....................................



(4 some reason this 1 reminds me of u,Miguelito...When i was first working on it-i did something 2 it that i KNEW YOU would appreciate.....smile...)

Not 2 Old...YET

...2 enjoy a little juvenile toilet humor...

After much inner debate and gnashing of mental teeth-i decided it was a GOOD thing i got SUCH a kick outta this.Instantly i was dying 2 know who it was that did this. An adult..,or some whippersnapper punk...?And even more interesting-Male or Female...????'Of course' my first assumption is a guy-but-just as quickly i realize THAT'S just knee-jerk latent sexism..there r sum snarkie clever birds out there[NOTE:'Birds' is the limey term 4 a girl/woman-In the words of my fave cute Cockney rapper(name unknown-Mike Somebody???-he's with a group called the Streets,from Liverpool,i believe...)"Round 'ere,we say byrds,not bytches..."]..

Does it make me dull if i find this clever.....?

Not that there's anything wrong with THAT....I mean lookit-U can b as dull as a 2 watt bulb and b PRESIDENT apparently.....

Troublesome or Amusing...

Okay.

4 some reason-this just really didn't sit well with me (once i thought about it...)
Both The Post and The Daily News (mind u these papers take potshots at each other at EVERY opportunity)could somehow ONLY manage 2 come up with the same smarmy,flippant,somewhat dismissive headline...So funny that with all of the actual conglomeration and consolidation thats going on with ALL media-[I once came across a visual chart somewhere online of how ALL music,tv,film,and radio are now eventually owned by no more than roughly 5 or 6 entitees...]-that THIS glaring case of it is actually from papers that are owned by OPPOSING mega-corps...

Which then means this is a case of rather lazy dumddown groupmind samethink.....even worse.

U'd think in the friggin' 'Capitol of the World' there'd b someway 2 make sure ur not about 2 hit the stands with THE SAME EXACT HEADLINE AS UR ARCH RIVAL-!!!!

Somebody tell George Orwell 2 wipe that smirk off his face....

BUSHIE'S (?)BRAIN(?)

Okay.

FINALLY-!!
U'know-some of us have been saying this 4 QUITE sometime..........

How appropriate that i should come across it where i did,huh....
Swear it was there-waiting 4 me as i got off the train headed 2 my mothers house-no further or extra positioning was done by moi whatsoever......

LAST NITE A DJ SAVED MY LIFE...

Okay.
There is something about the music.
There is something about the music in the darkness.
There is something about the music and the bodies in the darkness.
There is something about the music and the bodies in the darkness moving...

I have always wondered what it was...How the combination of the flashing,strobing,streaking lights-and the banging,the thrumming-the sonic assault
(the BASS waves so..solid,so HARD-if ur lucky...!-that u FEEL it inside the wall of ur stomach-hitting where nothing can and feel pleasurable)...
The upraised hands..,the eyes rolled back..,the feet stomping..spinning bodies...It is linked with the most ancient of human activities....Orisha rituals in earliest Africa..,Native American ceremonies of dance,voodoo rituals in the Caribbean....
Close ur eyes,and u can b there.
The joyful cries of those unseen-but felt-nearby and far away-echoing ur own-answering ur own("Hold up-!" "Wait a minute..."),joining ur own...
The community that is built by many bodies..the power within the heat that is made by many bodies.
The SEXLUSTLOVEPEACE that - when it's just rite...- is felt by every single BODY that is opened and made aware of it..and can b recalled in PERFECT sense 4 YEARS afterward.........(Where my old Paradise Garage heads at........???)
The unknowable(yet undeniable)..,the wholly SHARED(but thereafter indescribable..)..,the completely personal(yet electrically inter-connected)MOMENTINBEATSRHYTHMFEELINGTIMEEXPERIENCEDIVINEPOWERMOMENT.
The height of which can b felt many times-each slightly different.
Each it's own unique peak.
Each peak-it's own unique flavor.
Each flavor it's own unique mood.
A smile or a sneer.
Good friends of a hot fuck.
A warm red kiss in a dark corner.
The way that kiss can flood out the REST of the world-even when that world is pressed up against u and SWEATY....
A flash of color-FELT-not SEEN-on an upraised face.
Each element a WAVE in a WEAVE that threads 2gether a shared moment that -if JUST RITE-may pass......but never LEAVES.
There IS something about the MUSIC and BODIES in the darkness MOVING.
There IS something about the MUSIC and the BODIES in the DARKNESS.
There IS something about the MUSIC in the DARKNESS.
There IS something about the MUSIC.


Indeed last nite a DJ has saved my (OUR) lives..,with a SONG.