not really resolutions

i think im going to use this year to do a few things ive always wanted to do..
instead of resolving not to complain, or be a better uncle, im going to make a few personal promises.

learn a new language..
though ive yet to master spanish, im going to take some japanese speaking classes. why not?

learn a new instrument..
either sax or guitar. im leaning toward guitar because i know for a fact its easier than saxophone..but should lack of difficulty count as a pro or a con?

immerse myself in piano..
this kinda goes under the last one..im going to take all music more seriously..starting tomorrow..

take a trip..
though i was planning to go to Europe...my wallet is saying no. so ive already arraged to go to new york with my brother during my spring break..thatll be epic.

i just want to add experience and interest to my character really. id love to be on a train to san fran and be able to talk about different japanese dialects with a stranger, or talk about the dichotomy of lower and upper manhattan at an airport with another traveller. all these things just add to one's self masterpiece.

google me beeech.

something like a rhapsodistic opus

im starting to believe that music has propensic elements...for most atleast

as of late, ive been having this insatiable desire for just arranged sound; if i say music most people visit this rock n roll or rap fantasy where the direction of the sound is obvious and predictable...thats not what im meaning.

a book that im reading right now, Musicophilia, by Oliver Sacks gives the accounts of different individuals who experience what he refers to as, musicophilia. in essence the sudden unquenchable thirst for music. not necessarily songs...but music. deliberate sound more or less

one particular story that ive read so far is especially interesting. this guy, at a park with family, goes to the pay phone to make a call ('94 no cell) and is struck by lightning. he has an out of body experience and to this day remembers everything vividly. he experiences memory failure for a few weeks but other than that hes seemingly fine. then several weeks after the incident he would wake up in the middle of the night with sounds in his head, not sounds he heard on the radio or anything, his own mind-made music. he had taken piano lessons as a kid but nomore than a few lessons to be sure. he teaches himself how to play just to get the sounds out of his head, all this at age 42. within a year, dude is composing his OWN classical music, on the piano.

strange.

bizarre.

deep. the possesive power that music has. i for one have music in my head virtually all day. be it a song i heard or if i hear an elevator ding, it will lead into song. i guess the almost scary part is, this guy who was an involed family man and accomplished surgeon then dedicated every free moment to music. his wife devorced him and he rarely spent time with his kids. he didnt even mind the aftermath. he saw it as a second chance at life to use music.

you have to admit this notion of music just appearing with such fervor is pretty dern intriguing. the book has alot of scientific hypotheses and offers explinations via natural science and brain activity. whatever. music seems more divine than scientific to me..

fin

day after christmas blueeess

so what about dec 26th?

its 11:37 pm
im sitting comfortably in my massive bed
pondering...

the hype is over.
i got the dark knight on dvd, awesome
an ipod stereo, wicked
Keith Jarrett Trio and Dave Brubeck Quartet albums, epic
so now what?

watch batman? seen it, thrice since yesterday.
bump my ipod in my room? ive heard all those songs a million times.
study the sound of Keith and Dave and do my best to immulate? naa.

i can only sit here and look forward to new years.

aagghhh.

its all just a memory now.

your average, late-night-boredom, post.

well..nothing extremely exciting happened to me today...

about 3 weeks ago me and chuck went sneaker hunting..found this on the street. i thought it was pretty sweet. im the asics, hes the retros.

so i had a pair of pippens. '91 pippens to be precise. but i sold them because i didnt see myself wearing them?!? what kind of sneaker junkie am i? whatever.

theyre niceee. the sole is nice and icy. and they just say "fresh prince" to me. theres an old rap vid of him and he's wearing some nike's that look almost dead like these. i think theyre just like some '90 flights tho...

i decided to put a picture of a some of my collection up. this pic is like 4 months old tho. and it doesnt contain a few pair that are just not for the world wide web. take a ganderrr

looking at this now...its about 5 or 6 months old...missing about 6 key pair. again, whatever. im really just typing because im bored. not good. i promise never to do this again. i hope those of you who dont care left or right about shoes arent shaking your heads at me. ill have something extravegant next time.

tooodles.

thanks for staying tuned

so ive been gone..
lots of school, lots of piano, lots of work, lots of stufff. but its allll good because im here now and thats what you all wanted. i guess the aspect of my life that has been the most dynamic has got to be the area of music. im totally and completely enammored with the piano and its consuming most of my time. as far as listening...its all in the jazz. David Benoit, John Coltrane, Bill Evans, Dave Brubeck, Sonny Rollins, yadda yadda.

Shoes: ive made some moves. some crucial moves..like 250 dollar moves, but its all for the love of the game right? im thinking about camping out for the 11/12 Jordan Pack on the 26th of Dec. but then again, im thinking about not camping out for the 11/12 Jordan Pack on the 26th of Dec. ill have lots of pics soon.

Girls: agh. b*s is b*s as the old adage goes. ive dated a few. hung out late. done some not too pg things... but its like, what for? i was talking to my man carey the other day, we came to the concl. that for us atleast, its just about stimulation. im not really talking about sexual stimulation, but more intellectual. you dont have to be a soap box poet, or need to break down einstein's theory of relativity to me. just have something interesting and challenging to say.

so before i jet until the next episode (hopefully tomorrow) i want to add this, i argued with my friend about baracks up and coming presidency and how he appears to be standing against the lame duck, himself. lots of arguing and talking about policies and plans, ideals and theories, texas vs chicago...and i mean, i just want to say, this is who has led us the past 8 yrs:

eat summa dat justin.

laugh with me

people who know me know that i hate lebron james. i wont name the reasons here. i dont wana get into how gross his jumper is, or how its unfair that hes 6'9 1/2" 260lbs at age 24? or how he already has a chapionship appearance...i wont get into all that.
but i must now announce...
that i have love for him. all because of this commercial:



now that ive been exposed to that, my lady will and must act accordingly.

love this

my life:

mercy, mercy me.

Please check these out. im a hyperdunk obsessor and ive gotten my hands on a few..and am reaching out for a few more. but these, god bless the graph designer who graced us with his creativity..

theyre kobe's lower merion player exclusives. mighty fresh. not for sale unfortunately. but feast your eyes..please.

an icy sole? ay yi yi.i almost want to cry. its alrigght tho. im going to keep a nice stash in my account incase they drop anytime within the next 13213134434 years.

peace be the journey.

pride epitomized

i saw for the first time, my new favorite commercial while watching the usa v. spain basketball game today.

gee thats soul.

until next time.
so longs & farewells.

kind of a big deal..

i thought this was beyond clever..




peace to me
peace to you
peace to them.

olympics & art

Two days to the start of the olympics!! are you kidding me?! im beyond amped. of course i have to watch the basketball, but other than that im interested in seeing michael phelps represent the u s of a. ill be watching the gymnastics for sure; definately one of my favorite olympic sports, judo and taekwondo as always, and im pulling for Gao Ning (spell check?) from Singapore to snag a medal in table tennis. he was rated like number 10 worldwide when i checked last week. but something i plan on witnessing for the first time...archery. im kind of interested to see how competitive that is. dont get me wrong, i dont doubt its intense, i mean the bullseye is what like 10 cm wide or something...but im sure every archer can hit it right? anyways..cant wait.

check out this genius: Michael freakin Rea--his sculpting skills are like, ignorant. i cant tell if these are actually wooden, or if the material he used was painted to give off a wooden look/feel.


but i mean regardless...the detail..c'mon. i personally like the band scene but the halo look alikeis equally as insane.


ok im done


reese's.

a saturday night

I usually hate weddings. everyone gets so romantic and sentimental and it seems love is almost tangible. ugh. but last night i went to my cousin's in Long Beach and i have to say i had a pretty good time.


the actual wedding was at a japanese garden on Long Beach St's campus. quite lovely.

one thing im beginning to loathe: chris brown's first name being chris. i cant stand it..and with every party i go to i get more and more frustrated. "hey whats your name?" "chris.." "chris brown?!"..... "NO B*%#@!"

anyways...

ive been checking out Australian based Rittenhouse who dropped their fall/winter 2008/09 collection a little while ago..very classy and simple.



it has a streetwear feel without looking trendy and has a way of standing out without causing any attention. and im amped for the start of the olympics this week! aside from the obvious athletic and pride appeal, there are some sneaker drops im ready to catch.

last words..
do you want to learn to dance?

i can do the centepede.

later gators.

sole-mates

So theses i.r. a.m. 90s just dropped in Berlin...

and of course germany based "overkill" is sold out. the colorway is classic. and im diggin the mesh. friends, europe is calling me.

oh whats with this whole jungle fever thing?? am i the only one noticing it? im not opposed but it just seems that lately..its more of a bubonic plague than a fever. i saw "step brother" (not as funny as one might assume) this weekend with dave and i saw more than a few couples who seemed to be proudly diagnosed with the fever!! i was shocked. dont get me wrong though..i catch it a couple times a year too.



sayonara cupcakes.

Excuse the Hiatus

Gosh i've been so busy! BUT im back like scoliosis, for now..ha. na i plan to be here to stay. but im going to do a little redecorating..or better put, a little redefining of this here blog. no longer will i SOLELY post when i have something deep and insightful, im not that freakin creative, hence the what 3 posts? ya so im guna bring everyday feeling and my own personal flavor..even if its only 3 sentences. i will still be brigin the heat tho so dont misunderstand. Ghandi spoke few words and is still quoted. that being said....heres where im at!

as of late...my mind has been in so many places..ive been into so many different things. but still being me. streetwear, collectible toys/art, traveling, gadgets, and always music. ive had my eye on this bearbrick for a few weeks..

and now that i have a job (nordstrom, give me a, YAYER) ive been able to really gear my earnings toward things of this nature. but about the traveling..im planning on saving my money nearly all year to piece together a trip to Europe with a friend or two..no real candidates yet surprisingly. the whole culture to me seems so innovative and neat.

"Art of Football" store in Paris

..but im thinking..London, to France, hit Paris, Marseille, then to Germany, where ill be in Berlin forsure. and then depending on my funds ill decide obviously before i go if i can go to Italy, where ill make noise in Rome, Venice and Florence. yaa sounds good. ill be checking out the euro streetwear taking thousands of pics, stop at an art gallery or three, few museums, and hopefully a soccer game. im brushing up on spanish now and am prepared to order my french tapes once ive mastered the afore mentioned. im amped. guna be great. im pretty bent on going too but if its not in the budget..then ny it is. but either way..im bloggin the ENTIRE trip.

shout out to Bert and Ernie. cus real g's bang with 4 fingers.

A is for..Ante up.

anyways..more in a day or two.

kiss the momma for me.

i wish i could

as im taking pictures last night with one of my bestfriends, my thoughts were as follows:
this little device captures instants and keeps them in a place where time is not allowed. as i aim and fire each press of the button snatches a piece of the present and eliminates time's every fiber. if i could only revisit those paused moments and maybe even press play. time, time is no friend of mine. he's ruthless and ostentatious in the way that he reminds us of how he waits for none. even when we cherish him, he still moves just as quickly and just wont sit still.
throughout the night we took some good photos and had even gooder laughes; but im already at home, the next day, on the computer in what seems like the blink of an eye. "time flys" is a poor personification. time evaporates, melts, teleports, disappears?
i guess the point im making is mute since we dont possess any control.
++
on a brighter,
corinne bailey rae is killing me softly with these songs i found via limewire. i know, support the artist. im sorry corinne. itunes is slackin on the mackin and they dont have the good stuph. oh and i recently fell in love with floetry. ive always liked them but starting like 2 weeks ago they've been massaging my ears like 25/8.
check them out.

last words: in reference to this whole, time moves fast subj... i cant think of anything un-cliche. and i hate those. just enjoy your friends and the times you have.
im off like a dirty shirt.

Dreaming of Love Perfected

The synchontricity of two souls
submerged in a sea of love
harboring hope
and supported by fate
all overwhelmed by a globe of life;
in the thought of this
i see you, while you see me
and simultaneous thoughts speed
and never halt nor break;
i hope one day
the words "you" and "me"
can simply transform to
"us" and "we"-
this process by which most of many have failed-
im happy to report the understanding of intimacy
meaning more than life in bed;
you and i have much to learn
but to learn them together
there is no greater beauty.

last words: sometimes a song or movie will just take you to a daydream where you imagine finishing that race of independence and you find the love of your life. and then you keep falling back into that dream througout your day. enjoy and explore those, sometimes they can stimulate creativity and you can find out things about yourself you never could otherwise.

"not goodbye, i hate 'goodbyes'...see you later" - John Q.

musicianship? please.

Okay. i was watching "the n" this evening, fresh prince was on. and i saw a commercial. it was like one of those where they find a famous person to promote their channel. like, "hi, im so n so, and youre watching the n". and guess who i saw? lil mamma. now i really dont like the radio so ive heard one of her songs. that annoying lip gloss song. so anyways she goes "hi im lil mamma aka 'the voice of the young people' and youre watching the n". i almost turned off the tv. who gave you my voice?! first offfffff: dont ever self proclaim yourself. thats terrible. 2nd: you arent even a music artist. anyone can say: my lip gloss is poppin. this is why im so anti-radio. i mean dont get me wrong..MOST artists i respect simply because ive taken stabs at music and its harder than imagined...BUT alot of the stuff i hear now is pretty bogus. i mean...soulja boy? c'mon. I COULD DO THAT! music is, john legend, brian mcknight, death cab, alicia keys, the beetles, stevie wonder, common, mos, talib, erykah b., corinne bailey rae, de la soul, drake, lauryn hill, lupe, joss stone, nas, maxwell, keane, musiq, tribe, robin thicke, BEETHOVEN and GARTH BROOKS! i would just like a decent, im not even asking for a good one, a decent representation of musicianship. it takes no talent to "crank dat". am i wrong?
im just saying. wake up. can the music have a message? not "ay bay bay". i mean im not a big new school rap fan..but can we get some talent on the air waves? it kinda frustrates me. maybe i shouldnt state my opinion so boldly..but thats why this is my blog.

last words: the fact that i have a new york hat doesnt make me a yankee. just because you can get ahold of a mic doesnt make you an mc. support the artist not the idea of one.

peace with 2 fingers.

where's my "not quite"?

my first blog entry! i hate long "hello"s and "i like"s..and this isnt an essay writing class so lets skip the intro and get to the food for thought..enjoy (like coke..haha)

so lets start!
today...it buggs me to see happy couples. i hate it 'cus im without and they're obviously "with". im ready for a partner in crime. not just a friend 'cus i have plenty of those, most of them have penises ("..es"?) and some without. im not sold on a prototypical girlfriend either..why? im not sure.
what i want is a "not quite" girlfriend. you know that buddy that you hate to see texting someone else. or the kind that you go out to eat with and its understood that "dutch" is the language we speak (youre smirking if you caught that). the kind that you go to the movies with and u guys do that playful half cuddle thing. the kind that wears sweatshirts around you to the drive-in and you do the same. the kind that u have long conversations with about the qualities of the perfect companion and you imply traits of your "not quite" without giving it away that he or she would be great! sophmoric? ..duh! but isnt love a game for immature fools? everyone is always speaking this empty rehtoric about maturity in relationships..thats for the birds. in all honesty we want a little jealosy from our bf/gf, maybe some love notes there and here. maturity only gives you things to be immature about anyways. i wouldnt mind screaming lyrics to our favorite little-known music artist in the car on our way to a coffee shop where we always get the same respective drinks everytime we go. am i asking too much? even though we dont do what lovers do we can still feel but not acknowledge that specific 143 between us (musiq; get a clue). and look at it this way...breaking up usually isnt an option with bestfriends. i mean how many of my (and your) relationships ended in a break up? ALL duh. and unless you marry the one youre with now...the afore mentioned is inevitable, whether its a "good" or "bad" break up is irrelevant.
this is enough for a first entry i guess.

last words: love is like a butterfly..when you chase it with open arms it will do all it can to avoid you. but once you sit, relax, and focus on something else..it gets closer and closer. corny? ha write your own blog then!

Bless.