Olympus table

an Olympus table
my friends and i gathered around.
because we are like the Greek gods of old. we are all mighty mofo's better then most people, it true. we have gone places, done things, we have stories to tell, experiences to relate, knowledge to give.. we can be thrown into most situations and take hold of it. we are open to most things, we have higher then average IQ's, we are, for the most part, in good physical shape, we are all attractive inside and out, we can sell ourselves and and our ideas, we can command and contribute to any conversation.
we might not be the kings of a bar room yet we carry a quiet confidence knowing who we are.
and yes some of you are lucky to talk to us.
none of us are truly the same, actually we are all quite different. inspiring others to say things like "you guys are so different from each other ..why do you guys hang out"? ..julia...
i think it's because we realize each others power and respect it. we are different in musical tastes, sports, hobbies extra but we all share that intensity, that spark, that power that makes us the best at what we do.
as Will Smith once said " once you stop learning and getting challenged by a friend then you should find other friends" or something along those lines


we should all gather for a festival around a huge mahogany Olympus table drinking the finest ale, striking up the most intriguing conversations, laughing and toasting in the heavens. only gods can be invited to this endless round table. enjoying life like only gods can.

Drew: Poseidon
Tom v: Hades god of wealth
Rory: Dionysus
Patrick: Apollo
Paul S: Hephaestus
Nick F: Zeus
Will C: Eros
Paul M: Hermes
Andre L: Caerus
Ward S/Joshua C: Momus
Brooke N: Alectrona
Alana M: Antheia
Brendhan M: Priapus
extra extra extra

what a morning!
woke up nice and early, coffee, pancakes.. the works.. went to work chipper as Alvin getting his nuts gathered by the chipmunks .. went to my first job .. 1000 de la commune east.. where a bunch of hockey players live.. started clearing gyp rock from this one apartment when one of those slippery bastids slips and hits me on the face




went to the hospital and got me some of that skin glue to glue me back together again
"thanks for stichin me up doc" i said to the hot Spanishsomething lady doctor..i've always wanted to say that

so i got the rest of the day and the week off! woot woot! i went x-mas shopping and came home and downloaded music all day! yay! "ya right internet like i'm gona pay for music bahahahah"
look what i found:

Dj Hell - Electronic Germany
That one is German robot Nazis taking over Europe scaring all the civilians away..manifest destiny turn this green world metallic

Dj Hell - The disaster Ink (needle remix)
This one is 2 well dressed men wearing suits and sunglasses driving a Ferrari, weaving in and out of traffic at 200 mph, delivering an important package to a very powerful Women, getting chased by bad men, really bad men but no worries cause the dude driving shotgun has a big fucking automatic rifle, Drew doesn't take no shit, takes them out and they slip away.

Kadebostan - Monkey Swing (Straight to the Zoo Mix)
this on is so jungle funky bipedal Black panther adventure on a full moon hunting who? hunting YOU! nah.. really hunting the bastid snake charmer with his Aladdin shoes and multi colored turban through a sweaty deadly jungle, he runs on the ground tripping over his robe and Aladdin shoes , you swing from the trees .. looks like your having Indian tonight

and last but not least for this evening:

We love Animals (Feat Soulwax & Mixhell) - Crookers
an empty industrial loft filled with stuffed animals... silence..vibrations? BOOM! the animals explode into ravers! havin a ravin good time the craziest rave you eva seen son! the cops bust the joint.. "shit whats all these stuffed animals doing in this loft... "

When i hear of something interesting i write it in the 'notepad' section of my phone.

i usually write a lot when i go out.. the next morning is always a laugh to see the ridiculous nonsensical substance fueled texts that's misspelled on my phone.

this is what i wrote last night at my Work Christmas party
1) addicted to positivity ( something to do with how we as humans are constantly searching for positive which i think i wrote down when we were talking about junkies)
2)Big Trouble in little china ( supposedly quite the hilarious movie)


This crappy phone of mine has such limited space .. so everythign written down has a special purpose/meaning
here's what else i have 'written down' on my phone during night or days out

-Kerastase (hair mask)
-Circe invdisoa (http://preraphaelitesisterhood.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/circe-invidiosa-1892-oil-on-canvas.jpg)
-coachella (http://www.coachella.com/)
-Lsb (http://www.myspace.com/lsbsoundsystem)
-Olympus table ( ohh man.. super inebriated and thinking about my friends and i as different Greek gods and how we should drink around a huge round Olympus table)
-On the road - Jake Kerouac (book)
-Beach football


now i'm going to go see Avatar anD get my mind blown off
GOD DAMN I LOVE SUNDAYS!!!

the 'fuck-it's" can get you Fucked

I'm that little home boy half shell at the front nudging my bro's saying "that heavy fucker with the tusks might actually just want to talk and go for a walk with us"



no worries, this little oyster got slurped before that Walrus invited them in, no wonder he wasn't worried, he should have been the one smoking that cigar :P

Only I will laugh at this one
hahahaha

How we Live

It's the end of the semester!
ya! get your party gear out and shake your bootie!

the most amazing thing happened today... i woke up fully rested with nothing planned for the DAY!
and i didn't even feel guilty about it!

yesterday i bought some crazy fun clothing from my friend Cary Tauben he was having a sale of all his old clothing (he's a stylist, and a dame good one. He's worked with my sister) check it out:


I got the Leggings
and i got the leopard print shirt

i also bought this dope fresh prince look-a-like hat

i already went to a party in these dope ass pieces and everyone loved them.
dressing more eccentric is one of my new years resolutions, it's fun to dress up and who wants to look like everyone else anyway? if life is a playground then why not live it in costume (like the merry pranksters of the 60's)

here are some good holiday party tracks for you sexy bitches to fuck your hair-do and stick your tongues out too

Dances with White girls - How We Live

Sis - Trompeta

download it!

oh and why not take a look at one of my favorite party picture sites to give you some party inspiration
www.lastnightsparty.com

great photos, hot hipsters, pretty ladies, great creative writing blurbs what more can you want?

fighting before the salmon is served and other war stories

This appeared on my News feed on Facebook this morning

http://ellabrandon.com/Ella_war_stories.html

it's very interesting. The Artist Statement is extremely well written.
I agree with this Ella Brandon character when it comes to having the ability to be hurt and cause hurt in a relationship.
her work with plastic Army men and other little figurines is both hilarious and creepy
go Check it out, and make sure to check out her stop motion videos.
I will keep a close eye on any other works of art she might produce

this is not a poem, this is a rant nay a public service announcement

If you cannot instill inspiration in someone..anyone.. then ask yourself "who am i" and "what am i doing with this gift called my Life"

Empire of the Sun - Walking On A Dream
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zmM2RwlxGt0

Empire of the Sun is doing something, so should you

I'm tired of talking with,sorry, to people who have nothing to say

your bland boringness is almost infectious
next time I'm just going to ask one of you if you have anything interesting to say.
if not then i wont say anything interesting, i wont say anything at all, and we will sit here in silence and i will look at you in the creepy'st way possible until you say something or leave.
I'm more then willing to listen to what you have to say but if your lips are glued shut by the cotton mouth of a monotone life then there's a problem

and if you think that I'm not interested in what your saying, well, it's not the content but the delivery my dear.


Look at this video not as an ad but as a grand metaphor for what I'm saying



sorry for the Levis, americaness, and war connotations of this video.. i just like this poem by Walt Whitman.

Igloofest

that's my Buddy Leif at Igloofest last year
and this year
Igloofest will be radical
for those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm referring to the winter flip side of Picknik Elektronik

Igloofest is a month long weekend music festival held in Montreal's famous Old Port
with parties every weekend throughout January

this years line up is sick
http://www.igloofest.ca/?en/#/schedule-2010_en

so basically its an outdoor rave, next to the river in minus 20 degree weather.. prizes for best one piece snow suit... doesn't that sound amazing!
i know I'm going

Who am i excited to hear?
Janurary 15th Robert Babicz, Popof
January 22nd Zoo Brazil, Italoboyz
January 23 Guy J...!
January 28th M.A.N.D.Y
January 30th Joris Voorn


I'll see you there, or rather I'll see your snow suit, red frost tipped nose and eyebrow icicles

We are all our own Gods

Coming soon.

ohh but i'm getting there

lol so ridiculous

my love for you is measured in Gram-a-tical slurred words and fractions i only see you infrequently frequently wishing i was with you in your sensual soft lips rolled full of haze you smile with your crystals like some rich man bought them for you on V-day you fill my surroundings with Grey and i only celebrate our love on the month that's starts with A amazing 20 kisses inhaling you into me your philosophical suggestions and it's never easy possessing you shit maybe moneys the issue like "i'm sorry i can't take you nice places and pay for you all the time, i got bills to yo but that aint my fault" shit baby you know i want you with me like white on rice dice you up lie you down on white mattress's roll you in the covers when you see me you lighten up igniting our passion and i know i don't go down on you enough but you know i got work and school and stuff and i'm so stressed which should be reason enough to be with you but i promise i'll go down on you more like teens paying for it in Amsterdam and shit baby i pay for you all the time and we know it aint legal but lets just focus on the good stufff k baby? wana take a bath with me or just seat in my round spoon like chairs glass or wood our mutual understanding understood make me feel good but don't turn on me cause sometimes you don't make sense you get me worried and baby sometimes when we drink you make me sick but i'll forgive you cause you don't know any better and i bring it on myself just let me put the fire on and will watch a movie. putting my nose to your head sniffing away the pleasure of the earth and you baby mean so much to me and this earth which you make me see in a whole new light , shit wheres the light? oh and thx for the bud i hope it aint light whooosh your aflame with passion and i put you to my mouth so intimately you instantly get wet , you hit me so hard with your knowledge like rays of sun i squint to make out the happy knowledge vibes your trying to run through my body...you get me so emotional i cough in a fit of emotion. but now your spewing bull shit like shit i guess i gotta flick you make sure it don't land on anything flammable cause you can be infuriating but its all good you beautiful earth child. mmmmmm ahhhh what commences is intense sensual and baby you last soo lonnnngggg mm you make me hungry but the ecstasy is too intense and we just sit hear talking our conversations metaphorical filled with ism and what nots and we're catching trains of thoughts going nowhere and everywhere discovering new destinations and trying to describe them to friends like i just caught the 200 down to William Blake and it means so much ya know? Dante's inferno making more sense when i'm with you then when i squint through its pages alone and we can stare at the stars in silent bliss playing connect the shiny things and you connected to me as if this was meant to be because you know it is and i know you sleep around no intention of burning me and it doesn't because that's just the way it is and i will always give you the respect you deserve
you get me so high Mary Jane

This is not about you i swear

he's a killer
yet he has died more times then the beat less hearts that litter his path, watch out sweet thang you might step on one
wearing his trench coat of misery on this miserable day walking through doors lacking all chivalry doors once held open by his smile now barred shut with his steel heart following him cause he's like so hot and his long hair is soo cool, did you hear he's a model? and oh boy don't you want in, he waits for you on the other side of that door
like "sorry sweet thang you aint comin in, this place is now reserved for sin and plus your just too pretty for whats inside" yet you walk in anyway, his smiling eyes held together by true lie's and this place once a garden of budding romance, the flowers of commitment, the seeds of selflessness the sweet williams of monogamy but neglected and rejected deprived of all light and nourishment now a bed of carnivorous plants, whimsical weeds, roses with enlarged poisonous thorns oh boy they look beautiful don't they sweet thang just grab one, no i swear you wont get hurt, this satanical botanical heat cranked up like Hell like sweet thang you should remove your clothes before you over heat, yes take them off but trust me this is your idea not mine, i'm just trying to keep you comfortable, just keep looking at the flowers and paying attention to this infernal heat. like jeez la weez you got me naked you little vixen, were both just in the nude in this infernal garden, this was your idea all along wasn't it, and now you feel so comfortable in this infernal heat smiling eyes held together by those obvious lies my respect for you going down as i go down on you, my disdain for you as foul as your bellow belt breath like shit i guess you don't respect me either like the 2004 elections the republicans wining and all i can see is bush and i can smell his bullshit and your bullshit smell leaving tastes in my mouth i didn't know existed but no worries cause you aint goin anywhere tonight you are not coming your sea creature antics star fishing your way to where exactly? like sweet thang i know you wana make like an octupussss and squirt some ink and oh boy do i wish you played the part of the puffer but you don't blow your mouth shut i wish your horizontal vocabulary consisted of actual words and not the ohh's and ahhh's of cheap soft 70's porn those same ohh's and ahh's you recited as i wowed you and bamboozled you with stories of trips abroad and foreign philosophies on love and emotions so what do you have to say you lame broad? your as substantial as my fading erection, just like that empty bottle of wine your overflowing with things to say even the crickets are getting paid overtime. , you brought these crickets into this garden just like you brought your hopes and dreams of monogamy you left with intriguing ideas of polygamy which you think you thought of yourself but really you just left a garden full of seeds and some of them have been deliberately planted in your head and oh boy was that soil fertile, your clothes not the only things that have been soiled on your next visit to the garden you might just find those doors to be shut a one way out exit in disbelief your grief not palpable because those seeds that were sown make you believe that you've seen every flower in this garden and there's no use going back so let's go frolic in other gardens but really all you saw was the front room and that's all they will ever see the select few who have ventured beyond have found fountains of inner beauty over flowing with kindness in the form of tweeting birds and humming bees you might have met the silly inner child that resides in the trees in a tree house made of hopes and dreams, every flower opening up to you as you pass, the sweet smell of possibilities but you, like the selected few, have kept on walking exiting the back door i didn't know existed the slam of the door and the click of the lock in tandem with the front door that leads to the front room of heat and thorns which grows with every passing pedestrian and every slamming door threatening to entangle the entrance access to fountains, birds and the bees and that little boy becoming increasingly hard and that little boy sulking in his tree house but noooo worrrries cause he's got tons of shit to play with, i can't believe you just caught a glimpse of him, but anyway just focus on the heat of the front room and the beautiful thorny roses and whimsical weeds and take off your clothes as if it was your idea.

poemism

I was in the shower last night, preparing to go for a night out with my buddies when a thought occurred to me. " I hope Patrick doesn't preach his view on the world tonight and force it upon us."
I have a friend named Patrick. He lived in Thailand for a year, in china for 4 months and is currently enrolled in Asian Studies at a very prestigious university.
My friend Patrick believes he has the answer to life and the answer to any situation involving anything. we all have our owe views on the world and it's contents but unlike Patrick most of us like to discuss these views with other people and share our ideas, a back and forth of soft words and kind metaphors.
Patrick on the other hand likes to force his view down your throat till you become "enlightened"

as a friend of mine would say "he has a very heavy presence" :S
a spiritual snob if you will.

so as i was scrubbing off the dirt from the days work i started creating this mental poem. it was actually kinda cool. i rushed out of the shower, dried myself off and ran to my room. i proceeded to write this poem on the first piece of paper i could find. scribbling away in nothing but a loose wet towel.

i tried to recite it to Patrick last night but he could not hear me, you see he was sitting way to high upon the caterpillars throne asking himself circular questions that bounced down from his toad's stool and hit the rest of us right on the head.
rather frustrating
Here is my poem for Patrick:
(i heart you Pat)

You will not forcibly penetrate my mind with your views on the world!
Holding me down in the bedroom of your consciousness raping my beliefs with your own
I am not helpless tear stained Mary Jane, hopeless after school special
i am Me, Will.C and i can defend my thoughts in intellectual battle of wits on the plains of preaching
if you want me to see it your way
exchanging my eyeballs with yours do it with a subtle story and a kind word
BUT ALL YOU DO is preach your dualism like blaring Nazi speakers, and right there the Epiphany for the worlds wrongness

let me tell you what's wrong in this world patty
it's the Ism's, all the Ism's, the ism's that end beautiful words and twist them into hideous modes of doing forcing them upon us
and hear little miss Mary Jane cry as she is forced to swallow, from various Orpheus's the Ism's of other men,
her body and dress stained with the residues of the ism's
and YOU standing there erect with your dualism
yet in that dark corner no longer helpless Mary Jane crying but me Will.C

Dualism, everything has 2 sides
and me Will.C ready to stand up for my Mary Jane

The only thing getting penetrated tonight is your earth shaped balloon which you state is your view on life THE way of life
you better preach fast before you run out of gas
hear the whooooooshh as your ranting balloon goes through one ear and out the other
DEFLATED

pass the suger

it seems this is the new quiet fall rage for musik
everyone is blogging about it
what a reason not to write about it

John Tejada - Sucre

it's a very ..Autumn time Montreal vibe song. mellow with a simply intricate beat, bilingual vocals (it seems to me that she has a touch of English accent when she speaks French and a French accent when she speaks English) from a sultry women.
vocalizing her need for some ..sugarrrrr baby
we all need some sugar
j'te veux
we want you to pass the sugar baby and we're not talking about the powder

Btw new favorite blog: http://asheard.com/
this blog is so ....Sweet baby sugar sweet baby listen to all those caramelized posts. jealousy has never tasted so sweet sugar high dance party

life is a journey, think of it as hiking a mountain. (as i've stated before)
you would think that the goal would be to get to the top.
what about the other trails? are you paying attention to the cross roads? if you take the time to look around and appreciate your surrounding and notice those little sign posts that lead to various other paths and places you might find that your goal in no longer to get to the top but to check out the lake, or check out another peak on this mountain.
some people focus to much on getting to the top, they hike up as fast as their metaphorical legs will carry them, head down arms pumping, blazing past sign posts as if they were nothing more then pieces of wood planted in the ground to imitate trees. their scripture lost in a blur of determination.
where do you think your going so quickly budddy? to the top? what if you get lost? what if the top is the anti climatic epiphany of your life. all the hiking was for not if you didn't appreciate your surroundings. if you take the time to look at those sign post's you might realize that the path you we're on is not the best path available. maybe this other path will be more fun. this same metaphor applies to relationships.

my dad told me this story yesterday about his older brother.
my fathers older brother spent his entire life working. his goal was that when he was going to retire he was going to buy a boat, fish, hunt, buy a nice cottage up north, meet an very nice women and be happy. he worked oh so very hard, everyday of his life for this goal of his. he finally retired. he bought that boat, he fished, he hunted, he bought that cottage up north and he met an amazing women. he was happy. this all lasted for 8 months. He died of cancer a year after he retired.

so before you go running off to a certain goal of yours take the time to re-think what you want to do. enjoy your life and everything that happens to you even if it's bad because when people are on their death bed they don't regret what they have done, they always regret what they did not do. you only live once, for an undetermined amount of time. once again, why say why when you can say why not, yes is a better word then no, get a case of the "fuckit's" cause fuck it's and bad decisions are oh so much fun. also, as George Lopez once said " Life is to short to not have an orgasm everyday"
I have to go to school now and learn stuff, maybe this stuff wont be as interesting as the lessons learned on a mountain in the highlands but who knows right?
much more to come. stay tuned you might learn something.
:P

we all wana meet a french canadian

we are French Canadians! tabarnake! legends have been told about us, we are the spicy zing in your bland white chick casserole, we say things like 'oui' and bonsoir with a coy smirk our voices gruff. we aint no Texan cat, or Manchester block nah brotha we are those french Canadian dudes. we are different, we have our own mold.
" so your fucking a french Canadian guy?" "dude those french Canadians drunk us under the table" "man we ran into these french Canadian's and dude do they know how to party!`
we`re a bit grimy but in a suit and tie kinda way
kinda of like European male models but unlike them we have a character! an open mind , we can feel deeper because of the intricate language of french that has more words for love then English! if that isn`t intriguing then you are as jaded as a gay Torontoian designer
just of the fact that we were born and raised in this fair Province gives us the zing of interest grown in us that is appreciated and slobbered over in more places then it is not.
we are mysterious men and women, a shimmering glint in our eye.
so my french Canadian kin walk into other countries and stats with your head held high and the spicy zing on your lips
we all wana be prince
w all wana meet an french canadian


http://www.myspace.com/felixdahousecat

tabarnake l`gros c`est pas mal fou quoi tu dit, shit, des fois la ... tu c`est esti.
moi pi huggette on trip des bananes, la dernier fois que ju fume la bu de Australie tabarwett, j`suis gèle an esti, le ptit criss il fait du sense. on suis pal mal en shape et unique comme un poutine`....ok Huggette let`s go, tu te fait encule ce soir yeeee ha tabranke les Canadian et le hockey

counting down the days to the UK

Got my Indian homies weight in British pounds, can't wait to stuff my face with haggis and other kilted things and lighten up, hope I'm ready for the abrupt change in time as excited as a library filled with mimes our dollars high so it's definitely worth my dime. I'm skipping school to go off and party with this girl who makes me drool, I've packed all i can save the vestibule, bringing my heart, brains, cash and favorite tool. Rock out with my cock out hear me shout about what us Montrealer's are really about. gona have a blast with no concern about the past save Beethoven and bacon, these intellectual playa angels I've been making. thinking how this world is my oyster my character as my holster. holding all i know and have in the form of a loaded pistol future trips do include Bristol but right now it's all about Glasgow just 1 week to go what do you know got my bakers dozen pure British dough!

Soleil du nord

Oxmo Puccino - Soleil du Nord



His rhymes are very clever, well written and, well, not so well spoken considering his Haitian/Parisian accent and his slight lisp. nevertheless this song is beautiful. The video is equally as smile inspiring.

Got Junk..? he's jonezing

gotta sleep gotta sleep as tired as a one gram meth snorter my boss in another life, he's a hoarder looking down at me as if you had actually finished those 27 credits 47 single alone no one to bone but you live for the Junk not the same as the junk you did god knows what for in Vancouver gettin stiff now no longer a mover, goin to yoga to get limber sex life in mind but that tree has already heard that echo TIMBERRRRRRR!feathers easily ruffled ..still alone though and your tears are muffled, balls popping out of ya pants cause it's been so long since they've shared a dance tongue like a snake around the big boss your laugh is fake for goodness sake your mind is totally baked clean shaven head filled with lead but really balding when you talk it's scalding you hold the respect of a naked streaking Hitler impersonator you negative imperfect searching masturbator

Empire of the Joss

I have a friend
seriously!
His name is Joss and he has long hair like me
Joss has very interesting taste in music.
the more obscure/wierd and 80's/synth inspired it is the harder he gets

he sent me this the other day and i smiled because this is so Joss



at first i was like " damn this shit is weird, i no like".. but as the video progressed i felt confused. I wasn't sure if i hated this music or i love it!? i knew i liked the deep voice clips at the end but is that enough of a tipping point? you be the judge
be sure to check out Empire of the Sun's other music video, there all weird and crazy yyy y
also i find that the lead singer reminds me of the Cheshire cat in Alice in Wonderland...
oh and these are the same guys who sing this popular radio broadcasted song :
Empire of the sun - Walking on a dream http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMJjF4LHOkY

go out there and make someone feel comfortable

As Carllyl williams says " no sex with the ex"
well
what about sex with his ex?

Le Pix - Euro tennis

I was reminded of something this weekend.
my ability to make someone feel extremely comfortable.
there are plenty of men out there, some are close friends of mine, who try and be the biggest players out there. they try and sleep with anything that moves.
that's all well and good but what about those things that moves?
they have feelings too don't they?
maybe instead of trying to get another notch on your bedpost you should set out to make someone happy.
make them happy by making them feel comfortable with you.
if you really want to be some kind of casa nova who goes through women faster then used clinex then the key is not too spend a lot of dosh, look good all the time, tell women cheesy lines..
the key is to make them feel comfortable
that should be the main goal.
i get as much satisfaction, if not more, from having a girl tell me " i feel really comfortable with you Will" then from actually sleeping with a girl
fucked up right?
well I'm just weird like that.
go out there and make someone feel comfortable
don't make it a game
just make it part of who you are
you'll be a better person and make more people smile

i'll be honest with you
last night i was reminded of how, as a 17 year old horny douche, i made a girl feel very uncomfortable
i didn't force her to do anything, she could have said no, but i had gained her trust and then used it to "cop a feel" which made Her Feel very uncomfortable
and that's why she broke up with me
i had always thought it was because i wasn't good enough to be her bf
she told me the truth last night
ironic how this comes after i realize that i love to make people, especially girls, feel comfortable.
you should never try to acquire somethign by force
like a Chinese finger trap

anyways mayonnaise
be a good person
you`ll go farther.

Stay Gold

My Burningman buddy wrote me on Facebook and told me to "stay gold ponyboy"
and right after i read it this is what came on the tub
then i came
Mika - We are golden

Le Gym

Yesterday, for the first time in 4 months, i worked out at Le Gym.. the Concordia University gym.
If your body is a temple then this place is Home Depot, but with way better looking people.

i use to frequent this gym quite often last semester but ever since i started working at 1 800 got junk, a very physically demanding job i just didn't have the strength to drag my puppies over to Le Gym.

Now i do!
I have too
keeping fit and in shape is so vital to your well being, not just physically.. obviously but for your mental health as well
working out regularly can help you deal with stress and your emotions so much better.
ever since i stopped training I HAVE DEFINITELY FELT A lack of ability in dealing with said stress and emotions.

Everyone should train! it puts you in such a good mood. here are some other benefits in sexy bullet point form:
-helps deal with stress and emotion
-makes you feel all tingly inside
-makes you look super sexy and delicious
-makes you healthier
-gives you a good hour of beautiful eye candy
-makes you stronger argggggg!!

as i walked into LE Gym, after paying for my membership, (50 Bones for 2 1/2 months yo!) i inhaled the deep aroma of hormones and funcky smells. Delicious

and oh my the sights! the beautiful Concordia women sweating it out and putting in oh so much of an effort to stay healthy and look beautiful
i appreciate the effort girls, keep on sweating


if you don't keep in shape somehow then no worries.. it just means your going to die sooner.. and you look disgusting .. but hey fat people need loving too.. but they gotta pay

I Wish

I wish my punctuality would be as infectious as laughter.
I wish people could laugh at themselves a little more.
I wish people would figure out that vanity and egotism bloom from the seeds of insecurity.
I wish people were as generous in real life as the beautiful souls i met at Burning Man
I wish more people would just say Yes.
I wish people would be more interested in improving their, and other peoples reality.
I wish people would keep their word more often.
I wish people would not lose interest so quickly.
I wish people would get off of Chris Browns back.
I wish people would stop acting ridiculous.
I Wish everyone was as interested in me as i am of them.
I wish people would stop taking everything so seriously.
I wish people would be more curious.
I wish people would look deeper into what others are telling them.
I wish he would find what he is looking for
I wish she would understand
I wish they would do something with their lives.
I wish I would be able to make you all smile.
I wish you were here

Red

This is why i want to go to japan.




Akane is the Japanese word for red.

another, less prominent reason, i would like to ninja-water-run over to Japan is the small bar culture.

I'd totally Godzilla that place.



and by godzilla i mean I'd be to tall for the entries and i would just straight up walk through their paper thin walls


oh and also for this :P
talk about smelling like fish

hppy birth.. wait can i kiss you?

i had quite the ridiculous weekend. i would rather not explain, online, in great detail, the events that transpired, but i will bullet point it for you

sushi dinner
korova bar
copious amounts of alcohol
friends new and old
3am
making bad decisions
after party
not so very controlled substances
good conversation
copious amount of alcohol
lonely breakfast at cosoms
cool chic apartment on atwater
cool chic loft in old montreal
the word "No" being used quite often
cuddling
the word "no" being used quite often
the hug train
work 3 year anniversary party
zip inning in rignaud
work dinner
tired hungover
41 hours no sleep
hallucinations
sleep

awesome birthday

It's my Birthday!

It's my birthday!
and I'm up at 5:40 am to go to work
...
insights about how growing older is making me wiser to the world later
arghhh

Ukrainian Circus bears and froggy behaviour

Listen while you read ja!?





I said this to a friend today while enjoying a pint at the Concordia university bar this evening:
"Barney Stinson would give you a high five but Ted Mosbey would not approve, although we're in our 20's .. we're all Stinsons.. will get to Ted in our 30's...so high five"

it made too much sense. honestly. for those un-enlightened souls out their who haven't check out that amazing TV show called 'How i met your mother" you should check it out.
you would get exactly what I'm saying.
My birthday is on Saturday, i'll be turning 21
and in many ways I'll be getting old, but in my opinion i''m still young in too many ways.
as young, hormone induced youths we should indulge in our inner Stinson.
maybe he's got it right all alone. Because who wants to be shackled down like a Ukrainian circus bear to a partner who you'll eventually leave or get dumped by?
enjoy the carnal pleasure of the opposite ( or same wtv gives you a chubby) sex.

I have a friend who as we speak is on a date with a very pretty lady. little does he know this pretty little lady has an appetite for said carnal pleasure like a ferret in heat. my friend, lets call him the romantic, is probably trying to woo her into his own Ukrainian circus. This Pretty little lady is trying to use the same shackles, not to bound him to her circus, but to her bed. lucky for him? i sure would think so.
although my friends title as the romantic will not soon escape him for an evening of passion and pleasure. he's searching in vain for his own circus bear. a noble cause in another metaphor but in this one it just wont fit.

if you play your cards right tonight then your definitely getting laid buddy. unfortunately you'll be searching for more than bacon and eggs the morning after.
This pretty lady's fridge is stock piled with bacon and eggs.. but nothing more.

I would die for some of her Bacon and eggs.
I have an affinity for pretty little ladies

just Black eyed peas that shit and have a good night.
fuck ya? fuck ya!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMxASjxRk1w


this should play in your head all the time until you turn 30.. is what i would have said until i met the most amazing 39+ year old in the world. you know who you are you tall oceanic warden of the beautiful, well traveled Swans.
So this song should always play in your head.. forever!
i want to see more 70 year olds at raves
getting lucky and having the time of thier 70 year lives.
if i see another 20 year old couple geting married i will back hand them power ranger style.
you feeling froggy? then jump!
for serious thought.. just stop getting married and enjoy life un hindered and un shackled..
but what do i know .. this is just my opinion .. my supremely enlightened opinion that is respected by people 2-3 times my age.. people who tell me i am more emotionally mature then most people they have met. people in their 40's and 50's who stop and listen to what i have to say about the world and it's contents. so before you brush me off as some frustrated youth.. take a second to let what i spit soak in.
it wont easily rub out.

He is still Carlyel Williams, hear him roar!

Carlyle Williams
remember this impressive man
I have found his place of creativity, his lair of love, his cave of concoctions
3 years later, substantial words were exchanged between him and i with an invitation to drink, un hindered, by this fountain of knowledge.
The story begins

a Photo shoot was planned between myself and this girl.. Photogenic bliss yes that's me on her cover page, and yes my eyes do look like a stoned Asian on a bright summers day..

she had planned a ....."grudge" style photo shoot in the old Montreal
that was rather far from where our original meeting location was, Loyola campus.
i immediately came up with the idea of venturing on a rooftop i frequuent, i use this rooftop for drinking and conversational use by myself and a good friend of mine only for therapeutic social purposes of course.
A rooftop! what a great place to have a photo shoot especially with a theme of GRUNGE !
we walked over and proceeded to climb up the fire escape.
of course it was a little less than legal but the rush is priceless

as soon as i got half way up i heard the familiar wailing's of an artist i had met many years ago
could it be?
Carlyle Williams!
it was him who was singing/yelling.
as soon as i got to his floor i saw him! big bellied black man with beard and tuq
i pointed to him and yelled
"CARlyle WILLIAMSSSSS"
he, sitting on a chair with arms behind back, almost expecting me, laughed!
"remember me? we met 3 years ago at that bar Foufouns electric we spoke of love and life!?"
"ah oui je souvien, tu parle francias oui? come inside"
he was speaking french to me.. why? lets roll with it.
he invited me inside, i crawled through the open window excited like a young boy who has found a box of fire crackers.
he showed me his art which was a combination of papier mache and sculptures, later my awkward photographer, standing in the window frame, clueless, and looking rather terrified of this hairy black behemoth said " his art is so sexual!"
of course it is you silly women! he is Carlyle Williams!
anyway as i am an empathetic bastard i quickly ended our re-acquaintance with a promise of seeing him soon.
i will keep that promise and i will come back with friends who have open ears for the knowledge BELLOWED out from this entity
as i finished the shoot, walked back down the fire escape and walked away Carlyel Williams pooped his head out of the window and let out a yell/roar louder then i have heard a man yell.. we turned back to see what was all the fuss! he looked at me from the third floor of his loft, yelling and fanning his arms out as if to salute an Egyptian god, maybe i was that Egyptian god?, taken off guard all i could yell back was " take care Carlyel, keep your mangoes fresh" with a diminutive and awkward thumb up salute.
He still would wrap his knuckles to mine after every sentence he would melodically and poetically produce, he still laughs like a lion, he still sings and produces art
He is still Carlyel Williams, hear him roar!

Burning man

The Burning man Festival:
Once a year, during the first week of September, 40-50 thousand people gather in Nevada's Black Rock Desert (also known as "the playa") to create Black Rock City, a temporary metropolis dedicated to community, art, self-expression, pyrotechnics, music and self-reliance. They depart one week later, having left no trace whatsoever.
On the 6th day we burn a 30 meter wooden statue of a Man.



Before i arrived at burning man i was dedicated to writing an article explaining burning man to those less fortune souls who haven't attended, although within the first 6 hours of arriving i realized that it was impossible. Trying to explain burning man to someone is like trying to explain the color blue to a blind person.

I could tell you what i experienced at burning man, what i learned, who i met and the things i saw but i cannot explain the magic found in this city. The magic that finds it's way into your heart and soul like the deserts dust finds it's way into everything you own.
What i will write about is the things i learned, and there are many. Burning man has a peculiar way of changing someone, or at least changing certain views they have.

A big part of this festival is the Gift economy. Everyone at burning man gives without expecting anything in return, they only expect the silent promise that somewhere down the line you will give/help another person/stranger/friend. therefore you can't spend money at this event, the only things you can buy are found at Center camp; coffee and ice. I was walking down the street one day wearing my signature yellow sunglasses and a man stopped me and told me that he fond my shades to be quite loud indeed. He said he had somethign that would make them louder, his neon colored shirt. He took his shirt off and gave it to me. no questions asked, i thanked him with a hug and he went on his merry way. Giving feels great. Since Burning man i find myself being much more generous and it feels amazing. To give without expecting anything in return is a beautiful act that should more present in our western society. Unfortunate because it was my first time at this wonderful event i did not have much to give. All i had in my pouch of wonders was advice, hugs, good conversation and compliments, which i certainly used as much as possible.

Like any other festival Burning man has copious amounts of mind altering substances. What happens to your brain and body when exposed to 107 degree heat, moisture wicking off your body and dehydrating you within minutes. The mind-altering experience of Burning Man is its own drug. Now I'm not one to look down my nose at drugs but there are/were a couple that i had preconceived notions off and therefore decided i would never try. i stayed in a theme camp of 30+ individuals, all of whom were very interesting and who i have forged strong relationships with. . Like good open minded individuals 95% of them consumed drugs and alcohol. At least 50 % dropped acid and/or pills a couple times during the festival. At first this might sound terrifying but i quickly realized that drugs aren't the evil dooers there made out to be but rather the real bad boy is excess. In the end there are so many things out there in this wide world that are bad for you why would you section of a couple that have the potential of making you feel great and/or let you experience the world in a whole new way. Everything in moderation. A glass of milk is good for you and tastes great but 15 of those mutha fuckers will give you a hell of a time. what i'm saying is don't say no to something that might seem dangerous on the outside but can be quite a bit of fun. just make sure your taking it in moderation. 1 pill of ecstasy feels greattttt but 15 of those mutha fuckers will kill you, same with aspirin.

As i met and became friends with the 30+ individuals that were staying in my camp i realized that people are interesting. People have life stories to tell and learn from. people can be beautiful beings and as a 15 year burning man veteran told me " every individual is a work of art" I met some amazing people, from the 39 year old writer who helped out with the Titanic movie and lives in L.A and has lived all over the planet from England, Montreal, New Zealand and the Salomon islands to name but a few. The 21 year old flower child from Long island who was moving to Glasgow to peruse her studies in Photography. the 51 year old biker who drew many of the animations for the old Disney movies. The 28 year American ex Realtor who moved to the British Virgin islands once the housing debacle started and is now living the life as a yacht salesman/ nightclub Dj. The self proclaimed nerdy Asian boy from orange county who studies in Biomedical Engineering, Mechanical Engineering and Material Science Engineering at UC Irvine and who supplied the entire camp with some of the purest Ecstasy this side of the Atlantic.
I could go on for pages.
all this to say if you stop and talk to someone, not at some seedy nightclub, you'll more then likely find that this person is very interesting and this person might be someone you would befriend. so take the time to get to know people, you never know who your going to meet.

The last story i would like to share with you is very dear to my heart.
One night, the flower child, her friend (who had the biggest and brightest smile i have ever seen) the writer and myself all went to the Opulant temple. The opulant temple is a rave scene with the best lineup of dj's in the world every single day. The dj booth is a head. The dj's spin in the mouth, the eyes and head are beams of fire that shoot out. The dance floor is surrounded by columns of flame that periodically erupt and in the back there are 3 platforms about 10 feet up that you can dance on.
That night was the first time i experienced Ecstasy, the drug, supplied by none other then the Nerdy asain boy from Orange county. we all had some. yum! I started dancing with these 3 amazing people and after about 40 minutes i realized that i was NOT enjoying myself.. i was feeling down and sick and i was reconsidering ever taking drugs again.
then i sat down

and i started to feel slightly better

The writer came and sat down next to me and got real close. He asked me how i was doing. i told him i was not doing well but i'm feeling better now that i'm seated. He put his arm around me and gestured expansively at the scene in front of us. remeber now i'm sitting down at a rave of thousands of people who are dressed ridicoulosy if they are dressed at all, fire spewing from all around us and from the dj booth with some of the best rave music to be heard. the Writer said " you see all this fire and art and sculptures? aren't they beautiful and majestic, imagine the time it took to make all this... i replied "ya ya i guess"

He said " and the music! isn't it the best music and dj'ing you have ever heard!?" Armin Van buren, voted the best dj in the world was currently in motion. i said " ya i guess your right buddy"

then he said " and you see these beautiful people dancing and enjoying life and enjoying this music, isn't it wonderful!, aren't they beautiful!" i said " your absolutely right"
then
he put his hand on my shoulder looked me deep in the eyes he came in close and said " see all this, .... this is all here fore you, it's all here for you"

and from then on i had the most amazing night of my life.

when your having a bad day just look around and realized that its all here for you. if your not having a good time then it's your fault because everything is here for you to have a good time so enjoy it.

The Burning man festival was the best time of my life. I have come away from it with so many priceless memories. For most people, such as myself, the burning man festival is a life changing event. I implore everyone out there who has or wishes to have an open mind and a great experience to attend this event.

rough draft
Will.C

obscureities from the 80's and 95

so this song always lifts my spirits.
Precious little diamond by a Fox the fox



Fox the fox - Precious little diamond (download here)

Their short life span is not note worthy but here is a short description of this band.
Fox the fox is a Dutch funkband, formed in 1981 by Bert Tamaela and Sylhoutte Musmin. While Tamaela was the band's singer, Musmin wrote his lyrics and Tamaela the music. In 1984 their only hitsong was 'Precious Little Diamond'. After 2 albums the band quits in 1990.

another band from the 80's
scotch - delirio mind


dosen't the lead singer look like Vince Vaughn!?
take me up - Scotch

here's another short unimpressive bio:
Scotch was an Italo-disco group during the 1980s, consisting of members Vince Lancini (vocals) and Fabio Margutti (keyboards), joined by Franz Rome (keyboards, programming) for the second album Pictures Of Old Days.
The band had numerous hits, including Take Me Up, Mirage, Delirio Mind, Penguin's Invasion, Plus Plus and Money Runner. The group's single Disco Band (1985) was a major hit in Germany and was sampled on Scooter's 2007 hit single Lass Uns Tanzen, and their song Penguin's Invasion continues to be popular, appearing on various Italo-disco compilations and retrospectives.

and now something from the 90's

95 to be exact

One little Indian - Little Indian (buckwild remix)
an acapella version would sound dope non?
Holy fresh mangoes i found one!
One little Indian - little Indian (acapella version)
it aint that fresh

Having a pint with a prophet

On a related note ( read post below)
I feel i must impart on the world some wise words that were told to me by a prophet.
A wise Trinidadian i met in a bar some years ago (foufons electric)
at the time i was going through a painful break up. After a couple mugs of dutch courage i began socializing with strangers.
one of these strangers was a pink tuq totting Carlyel Williams
We began rapping about the world and its contents.
He would constantly give props after everyone of his statements, there were many.
His laugh was infectious.
He had a large mouth full of big pearly white teeth. He looked like a lion when he laughed.
He said he was an artist with a degree at Concordia. He made music, music that to his ears sounded like a cross between Bob Marley and Jimi Hendrix.
His Myspace describes his music and art as:
" original genres of Art and Music, which he calls Eternal Art and Music. Eternal Music is the sum total of the past,present, and future of Music. It is Music created beyond Time and Space"
If this were true then it seems that i had stumbled upon quite the Human Being.
I was surprised that small objects did not gravitate around this intellectually massive man.
Unsurprisingly the fact that my heart was broken came up in conversation.
I confided in him, this strange black man i had just met, that i was feeling quite down in the dumps and i missed my former lover.
He looked straight into my eyes, his dark pools seemed to drown my very soul, he said:
"There are two things wrong with this world. 1: Terrorism and number 2: Sex with your ex."
He bellowed out a mirthy laughter and knocked my knuckles with his.
Wise words from a prophet?
He gave me his demo cd and melted into the crowd.
Those words of wisdom have stayed with me all these years, and will continue to until the end of my physical life.
you see i believe that their is a great metaphysical meaning behind that little 2 point sentence.
since that faithful night i have only seen Mr. Williams 2 other times, the first time was when i was thoroughly intoxicated and i tried and failed to draw out more impressive statements about the world and the second time i saw him ridding a bike downtown, wearing his signature smile and pink tuq.

I suggest you visit his myspace, listen to his music and read his poetry.

at first, and probably at last you will be thoroughly turned off by what this artist is expressing, i know i am, but what do i know. i am no prophet

here is my... favorite...? poem of his:

This is the story of an aware man called LORD, his wife named MERCY, and another
person called A-N-D ........we don't know if A-N-D is a man or a woman....
Who cares anyway.....

LORD came home one night...
Found Mercy with A-N-D in a Patch...
I tell you
She was not only 'bare bottom'
She was also.......Bare Snatch'

LORD said....MERCY......What's happening Honey?
She said.....
Well....I am here gathering Experience....
LORD said....'That makes good common sense...To Me...

Lord said,
Well , I don't have to get 'TIED UP' by Victorian Morality
Because ' I am the LORD, and I know, much better,
Than to take this 'Personally',
So push over, MERCY....Let's have a Threesone,...HONEY....

That's the end of this true story...
I swear they are all living together....And Happy.....
Signed..... LORD, A-N-D, MERCY....
Thank You --------Merci......MERCY....

www.myspace.com/CarlyleWilliams

I just want you to be the best human being you can be.

Never compromise your state of happiness
Make sure your reality is constantly improving
Improve someones reality
Never stop learning

Life is like a mountain trail;

As your hiking up this trail it's good to have different guides with you along this path. for one section of the journey you might have a bird expert who will point out all the awesome birds you would have missed without this guide. Another section of your life path maybe you might have a plant expert who will teach you all you need to know about those crazy plants. sometimes though, you must walk your path alone, with no distractions, so you can truly appreciate the serene quite beauty.

If your dating someone your not happy with and/or you are not learning from .. then what are you doing? wasting time, compromising your reality and your happiness.
lets face it; your not getting married before (hopefully) 28+++ so right now why don't you just enjoy the time you have with your special someone until it's time to move on and experience someone else.
experience is knowledge and knowledge is power, With great power you have so many more opportunities open for you.
Are we going to split hairs here?
people are fascinating. find out for yourself.
go through life like a buffet, after you have tried everything you will know with absolute certainty which dish you want eat for the rest of your life.
walking in the restaurant and going straight for the egg rolls is whack, you know it and i know it.
I just want you to be the best human being you can be.

Drake - November 18th (Chuck inglish remix)

Beaches and Friends (Hey Champ Remix) - French Horn rebellion

Be able to make yourself happy before trying to make someone else happy. Don't delude yourself into thinking you need someone to be happy.
For your own sake you need to love yourself or you will be forever lonely.
Treat yourself, Take the person in the mirror out on a date, you deserve it.

Rhubarb - Aphex twin

Double Happiness

the wounds have stopped weeping and the man soon Burns

I'm back! hello hello
i have so much to say
so many things to show you.
my bag of jewels is a glittering and i am dying to let you take a peek. ya? YA!

First off you crazy kids, I'm on the back end of a bout with poison ivy, i know it's horrible but it looks worse then it is. I'm on heavy drugs and it should clear up with a couple days.
because of this i have had to take off work
therefore i have had a lot of time with my thoughts, my computer, music and everything else that makes me smile in my humble home.



I Hate Tiesto! and I'm no fan of mainstream housey/trance but this track is dope.
yesterday i was standing next to my pool wearing black short shorts and drinking a large glass of water whilst listening to this track and generally enjoying life. i hope you like it too.
speaking of enjoying life here are some other tracks that will brighten you mood and your life.

Rick James - Give it to me baby

My Secret lover - Private (Diplo remix)
This track exudes gangsterism with a touch of emotionality, great to drive reallll slowwww to.

I am not a robot - (penguin Prison remix) Marina & the diamonds
I heard about this track from my friend Kerne's facebook status update. it's dope it's melodic. The piano and the vocals are what get me feelin groovy

Oh Snap! check this track out

Ron Hardy Said (Eric Prydz remix) - Paolo Mojo & Jim Rivers
This one is fucking heavy, it has it all; intellectual ravings at the beginning(my fav), heavy beats, melodic synths in the back and grimy rave sounds near the middle/end


Also amazing news! I'm going to BURNING MAN 09!!! holy roaming rectangles batman!

an 8 day music/art/freedom of expression festival in the Black Rock Desert in Nevada, 2 hours north of Reno



check it out: www.burningman.com
and this pretty dope trailer of burning man, trust me I've seen a lot of them:


I'm leaving the 29th and coming back the 9th
it will be madness, pure aesthetically pleasing madness

Check out this performance story by Robert Ooghe. He talks about his first time at Burning man
http://bit.ly/gPyM2
it's Hilarious and very interesting

Chat Français

Art Bleek: French house music guy

He has some dope house/techno/nu jazz music out there

I'm currently swimming in this track: Future Memory (Sei A Perspective) remix

Here's the original: Art Bleek - Future Memory

it's heavy and Housy and catchy. Any song with accented vocals is sure to tickle you behind the ear. besides the dope vocals there's some good piano and heavy Bassssss.
it's a good 'walking in the dark' song or a good " walking down a crowded street on a rainy day whilst wearing really dark sunglasses" can you dig it?
so download it

Here's his Myspace: http://www.myspace.com/artbleek

he's even got a house remix of Beat it.
here's a link to an interesting bio on this french cat or should i say chat français
http://www.last.fm/music/Art+Bleek

I WANT YOU TO GET MAD!

First you've got to get mad, you gotta say "I'm a human being Goddammit MY LIFE HAS VALUE!!!"

This is an excerpt from the 1976 movie " Network" I haven't seen the movie yet so i wont write anything about all i can say is it looks pretty radical:



Here's where you can watch the whole 2hr movie.. for freeeee : http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=216105531921215883&ei=9gleSoiTIqiErAKK5rQt&q=network%2C+1976&hl=en&dur=3

I downloaded this track the other day that incorporates the famous Network speech into it. It's at the beginning with some piano in the background. the song is pretty dope, although the later part of the song ( after the speech) can be so much better, with more bass and what not.. because i mean the speech is so intense and fills you with energy and bravado that your expecting your speakers top explode as soon as the last syllable of that speech drops.. unfortunately it isn't an intense as one would hope, nevertheless it's still a good song.

Get Mad - Herbdout

for some more intense energy infused tracks and mixes here's a link you should check out Dollop and Dlex these guys put out podcast on itunes every now and then. it's a hit or miss with these fellows but this weeks podcast is pretty dope, scratch that very dope... it's got me wiggling my mane as we speak. Trumpets and umpa lumpa's and surprisingly agile heavy bass ( cause fat people can't run) and MIA and House, not just any house but a seaside cliff house with drugs and dancing ( if you can't grasp the analogy or visualize the metaphor well shit man i guess your just not an urban achiever),.. ohhhh yaaaaa if that doesn't define a good summer mix i don't know what does.

I WANT YOU TO GET MAD!

Know any good Slave songs?

I ask my co-workers "know any good slave songs?" they don't.
Lucky i do.
I like to sing this as I'm shoveling crap out of the junk truck at work (1-800-got junk?)
it's therapeutic and makes work (especially shoveling) go by a lot quicker.. i suppose that's what the old slaves created the song for.

kudos to Bryan Sentes, English teacher at Dawson College for introducing me to this warm and painfully delicious, or deliciously painful track

Go Down Old Hannah - Texas Prison song

here's a video that is merely a shadow of the original:






On a side note i created a great white slaver name/character while i was at work singing Old Hannah (ironic and wrong i know but hilarious) "Wilkinson Louisiana the Third" proud owner of 50 Negros, half a dozen Apache and a regular at madam Monique's New Orleans brothel. He has a southern accent and a big fat belly and kinda looks like the colonel from KFC. "you goan pick that cotton ya hear? afterwads i gona get you a nice cold glass of my wife's lemon aid, yes sir and ya can take a break down by the old river" See he's a nice slaver.

Why can't we all just Rave our way to heaven?

Giles Smith. one half of Secretsundaze has put out a podcast with RA Residentadvisor
it's super deep like some of the women i have slept with. it's all about the deep house, the smooth techno, the unrecognizable transitions. It flows through your body like mutli-grain cereal.
If mermaids had raves i think this is the type of music they would dance(swim?) too.
you can download it hear: Giles Smith but you have to create a login first. it's not that hard and well worth it.
The mix is 80 minutes long and was recorded in Giles bedroom. i bet he mixed in his boxers, that would be rad.

This deep house and techno provided by artist such as Giles smith and other European rave gurus are as powerful as the religious preachings of the 'ism' and the worlds faiths.
If church had deep rave parties I'd be the first in line for holy communion HALLELUJAH! I'd also feel much more connected to "God" then i would be from hearing the endless drone of white robed ministers reading and re-reading a book that is the worst example of broken telephone and selective beliefs.
Why can't we all just Rave our way to heaven?
It's much less harmful then going to war with Religious books as our shields and godly representations/artifacts E.g. (The Cross, The Menora) as our weapons.

let's just listen to good music and dance and love and be loved and smile and make new friends and enjoying life. with that said
Download that podcast above and stay tuned every week on RA advisor for their weekly podcast downloads, which are always dope like the pope who lost hope and dropped the soap and got groped by a big mutha sucka named Delicious!

Y'all wana get Sweaty with me?

No longer having problems with girls and legitimately growing up Girl Problems and Kid Legit have banded together like superman and Batman, Spongebob and Patrick, The Brush and Listerine to create the fantastic club fighting duo Nujax they've got some pretty aggressive house tracks, mostly (if not all?) remix's. You can dance like an epileptic every Friday at their "Sextape Fridays" (easily found on facebook) club nights where they tear up Blue Dog motel like DMX and Michael Vick.

They're just massive, in the sense that their dj skills and remix's are heavy and aggressive, they make you ( or at least me) want to punch a hipster in the face on the dance floor to give yourself more room to swing your arms around and chug the bottle of Grey goose that has been passed around like a hooker from Rimouski then getting rid of that terrible alcohol burn by licking a strange lady of the night who's dancing as bellicose as you(me) then hitting her in the face with your(my) sweaty hair then ending the routine by cupping your mouth and giving the very popular "woooo" salute to the dj's, in this case NUJAX"S !

This music is straight up sweaty

Much love to my buddy Justine "the rattle snake" Adler and Alan "big money" Brinsmead

Super Duper Fly - Nujax

Back in Black - Nujax

we be walkin with to much swagger be missin the buses and shit

I gotta vent like a mutha fucka!!! but don't worry I'll add some dope music for you (my countless fans and followers) to listen to while i vent cause I'm listening to it now

Check it it's Drake http://www.myspace.com/thisisdrake

its the black dude who got shot up on degrassi!
he's a rapper now!
i know i was taken aback as well .. i mean ..degrassi common but no he is a genuine rapper... and he's pretty dope.. i like his flow. He's supposedly banging Rihana now.. he must be happy.

Fucking Rant time
so i caught this little blurb on my friends blog today : http://ekolson.tumblr.com/ (june16th)

why am i a little perturbed and such? i unno i just wanted to hangout with that lady and hopefully have some good times and get to know an interesting girl, god knows "interesting" is a rare quality these days, but this fellow gunterman (you got lower cased bitch) seems to have all that on lock-down and I'm not a house breaker (is that the term?) I've done it already in the past and it never feels good (actually it fucking does. why lie about it? your just bringing pleasure to a pleasure less person in a gloomy and boring relationship). But it's all about improving someones reality and i doubt i can improve this chicks reality more then gunterman can. there both photographers! I'm a model.. man that would make an interesting three-way

anyway another PROMINENT reason why i am perturbed is because this fellow man slept with an old bum buddy of mine before i had so it seems to me that he's always one step ahead of me. I mean COMMON! You see i had grandiose plans to take the blog lady on some fun adventure times this week.. i even texted her! oh ya I'm serious, but it looks like cupid already popped a cap in her ass...i hate that diaper wearing mofo "getting into ballroom brawls with cupid like fuck that naked baby angel doll" - Saul Williams. (At the very end of song)

Surrender - Saul Williams

We should meet gunterman, or maybe we're the same person and this is some straight up fight club type shit. Either way I'm already tired with your generic looking ass and your (obviously) exceptional skill in the Venusian arts
Fuck!

it has been way to long dear blog.

i gotta write something! my creativity is shriveling like balls in cold water.

I'm gonna writer about this techno I'm blasting write now.
techno use to be such a dirty word.. now electro has taken it's place as the dirty word.. but that's another post..

i recently subscribed to this website called Resident advisor, you can download podcasts and what not. They have a new one each week

www.residentadvisor.net

The podcasts are phenomenally dope, the best techno and House and underground shake that i have seen a website offer to date.
go there now and dl some podcast
http://www.residentadvisor.net/podcast.aspx

So far this podcast is my favorite: http://www.residentadvisor.net/podcast-episode.aspx?id=156
it's a dude called Seth Troxler .. he sounds like a cat who has a lot of satin in his home and goes to many orgies.

The one i am listening to right now is a live mix by this duder named Levon Vincent
http://www.residentadvisor.net/podcast-episode.aspx?id=158



If you find this post to lack substance and you need a side dish for your voracious appetite then good sir feast you eyes on this website!: http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/
This website has single handily made me squirt milk out of my nose in fits of laughter.. without even drinking milk. Basically the name is self explanatory .. There are thousands of text messages from people about their debauchery the night before, for example:

(201): I'm smoking weed out of a trumpet
(908): I just did a slip and slide down the hall way of my apartment building
(201): Tie
and..

(971): I have two black x marks on my hands.
(503): Yep you got cut off last night after a stripper bent over in front of you and you screamed very loudly 'I can see your soul from here'
(971): damnit I wish I could remember that.

the list goes on and on.


I've even posted a couple myself (search the 514)

definitely worth checking out, especially if your having a bad day and need a good cheering up.
Keep your mangoes fresh and your bananas peeled

Something a la mode

Something a la mode is these 2 dudes from Paris who both go to this prestigious classical music school. one plays the violin the other makes love to the cello. On the weekends they go to raves and party!

on their free time though they create this crazy techno/classical music with occasional lyrics and a spice of funk ... so dope

i implore you to go check out their myspace !

www.myspace.com/somethingalamode


G-String - SomethingALaMode


Paris makes me feel like dancing - SomethingALaMode

and check out this video.. an Orchestra being conducted by a fucking robotic arm!!!!! WHAT!

Pegasus Valentine

i was digging around my old files on this computer and look what i found!
.. before i show you let me explain. 2 years ago my friend Dan and I had a "fake character battle" on facebook. No one was crowned the victor even though my character was the bomb. so this is my fake character post. His name is Pegasus Valentine.

CLICK on the photo to read the story of Mr. Pegasus Valentine, the other photo is one of the only pictures in existence of Pegasus at one of his infamous 'Garden parties'


Hilarious isn't it. i hope you like Pegasus, i sure do. anyway there are rumors he has a son, and my sources tell me it could be the famous surfer/TV host/DJ/model/ star yoga teacher/radio host/party go-er and California native Leo Valentine. My team and i will definitely have to look into it and try and score an interview with this famous Bonne vivant :P

Krump it

I'm secretly a very impressive krumper.
I've always loved this aggressive and visually stunning dance.
one reason i love it is because if you want to be a good krumper or if you just want to start krumping you have to shrug off the heavy coat of conformity furthermore you have to be willing to express yourself and not give a shit what people say or think.

I'm always down with expressing emotionality, especially through dance.

There is a documentary out there called 'Rize' about the evolution and history of Krumping



I can't wait to see it.

Here are some dope tracks made by krumpers for krumpers.
if this doesn't bring out your inner animal and give you the urge to BUCK! then your a timid mofooooo

J-Squad - 300

J-Squad - Glory to God


check their Myspace www.myspace.com/jsquadbeatmastaz

P.s. If you want to challenge me to a Krump off then I'm more then willing to serve you fool!