SONG OF THE DAY: Hombre Del Rio

A little chicha-style cumbia to lighten the mood. What mood? All of them. I've gone dark from social media (which means you most likely no longer realize this exists, but it very much still does). But I'm still here (even though you won't know it, unless you do because you are already here by other means). Rerouting my lifestyle.

4LW4YS BVRN BR1DG3S B3F0R3...

always burn bridges before 
you feel like jumping off them - 
lighten your own psychic load 

W3 4R3 0NLY GV4R4NT33D...

we are only guaranteed 
this one existence (from what 
we know); no need for squander 

SONG OF THE DAY: Riding High (kudzu'd)

One of my favorite 45s to play slowed down. Wish I had 9 copies of it. This track got sampled a lot, most famously by EPMD probably, and showed up on a couple DJ Screw tapes too. Screw tapes, as they got digitized, often got mislabeled, so the most common versions of this track of a Screw tape are credited to Rick James. But it’s a group called Faze-O, who was almost like The Ohio Players B-team. I always make fun of the state of Ohio (for good reason), but man, it’s actually pretty crazy the funk history of Dayton. The Ohio Players, Faze-O, Zapp, Slave, Lakeside… all from Dayton. If you took that collection of groups out of hip hop sampling history, you’ve changed it immensely, especially the west coast sound. All out of Dayton? Ohio? That’s wild.

4LL 0VR "3NDS" 4R3 SYMB0L1C...

all our “ends” are symbolic - 
even life’s finality 
ultimately ain’t final 

CH0RVS 0F 1NTV1T10N...

chorus of intuition 
coming from ancestral gut 
bacteria chiming in 

4 P3RS0N'S B3ST 4ND W0RST S3LV3S...

a person’s best and worst selves 
cohabitate heart and brain, 
congressing as mindfulness 

SONG OF THE DAY: Sitting in the Park (kudzu'd)

SITTING IN THE PARK IS NOT ALLOWED
LOUNGIN’ IS ILLEGAL
YOU MUST BE RUSHING AROUND
DOING UNNECESSARY SHIT CONSTANTLY
ENJOYING YOURSELF IS AGAINST THE LAW
KEEP RUNNING UNTIL YOU DIE
(THEN KINDLY GET THE FUCK OUT THE WAY)

R3C0GN1Z3D BY W0RD P4TT3RNS...

recognized by word patterns 
representing who I am - 
but it’s all temporary 

W4ND3R TH3 W4ST3L4ND'S 3DG3S...

wander the wasteland’s edges 
and ponder the pointlessness 
of chasing your false purpose 

SONG OF THE DAY: My Place, My Time

The world is feeling triflin’ today, so I’m just keeping it slow and easy, taking deep breaths, know that spring is right around the corner, and you can’t ever convince natural born haters to not hate. Their heart is clogged with unlounge. It must be miserable to be like that to be honest. But I got no time for empathy today, because y’all are stifling my vibes; so I’m sitting in the yard watching the clankyjangers spin. FYIFYFMF.

C3L3BR4T3 S1MPL1C1TY...

celebrate simplicity, 
embrace the traditions from 
before “modern tradition” 

DR0WN1NG 1N TH3 CLVTT3R 0F...

drowning in the clutter of 
consumptive identity, 
purchasing an existence 

SONG OF THE DAY: Che Che Cole (kudzu'd)

I got this mostly dope book the other day called Boogie Down Predictions, but there was a chapter on DJ Screw’s whole movement, which I’d gotten excited about seeing in the table of contents, but ended up incredibly disappointed. The whole thing was written in hard academia style, which is great for academia but doesn’t really translate all that easily to normal people. Too many big ass words all for the sake of being big ass word usage. Folks struggling to still pay last month’s rent don’t have a lot of time for shit like that. Mostly, when I finished the chapter, I thought it could’ve used more Big Moe flows on it. Like just explain your whole idea, in your academic ass overwordy way, in detail to Big Moe, then let him flow for about 32 lines over an instrumental and explain it better than you. That should be how we peer review things to be honest. This is my thesis, because I am Professor Lounge (Ph.D. in Fuck That Shit).

M4T3R14L LVST W1LL CL0VD...

material lust will cloud 
an outlook with negative 
horizons, every time 

SONG OF THE DAY: Rolling Stoner

I didn’t know until I just looked up Yaya Bey to write about this song that she was the daughter of Grand Daddy I.U. of The Juice Crew. I am so old that boom bap figures have grown ass children making songs I listen to now. Also, what the fuck, he died in December? The internet is great for helping me find out some music I was listening to is related to a guy I kinda remember from back in the day, who also just passed. Life is precious; the internet is a distraction.

SONG OF THE DAY: Can't Stay Away (kudzu'd)

Coming back to all the worst forms of digital engagement, due to the MSE (Myself Serotonin Egotisticate) embedded within, delete and deactivate but the urge don’t stop, can’t suppress it. We give tiny human beings access to this shit, and expect them to think clearly enough to exist in some sort of utopian aspirational state. The psychological triggers we claim our western civilization is built upon, freely and fairly, is actually execution style shots to our own neurological makeup. I ain’t no different – no better, no worse… just another hue-man be-ing, fucking around chasing those dopamine doses in increasing values, like Sisyphus but with regards to internal chemistries, pushing them buttons up the same fuckin’ metaphorical hill every damn day, and end up right where I started. All you can really do is waste enough time in the endless addiction that you don’t have to manually refresh the cyberfeeds and it does it automatically and you can just sup the 0s and 1s until death swallows you.

N4TVR4L B0RN L0S3RS W1LL...

natural born losers will 
never feel accepted as 
winner without compromise 

WH1CH C4ME F1RST - THE FRVSTR4T10N...

which came first - the frustration 
or the depression? modern 
ways feeling a bit wayward

M3T4ST4T1C P0ST-M0D3RN...

metastatic post-modern 
American existence 
ain’t gonna kill me today 

1 R3M41N 4S S0L1D 4S...

I remain as solid as 
purple Christmas lights dangling 
off an early August porch 

"S0 34SY T0 G3T L0ST" C4N...

“so easy to get lost” can 
be a blessing or a curse… 
change path when necessary 

SONG OF THE DAY: What Am I To Do?

Not sure how but I guess I’m a track suit when it’s warm, oldies type guy now. What the fuck? Still ain’t got no Cadillac though.

4W4R3N3SS 0F L4RG3R W0RLD...

awareness of larger world 
complicates the purity 
of internal processes