Filed under: Art, Back In The Days, Graffiti, Music, Photography | Tags: 2002, 2003, Alone, Alone One, Alone1, AloneOne, Cheat, Murals, Music, NYC, Raekwon, Shaolin, Spraypaint, Staten Island, The Hood, Wu Tang Clan
Old flick… painting for Raekwon’s video “The Hood”, Staten Island, 2002…
photo: CHEAT OD
Filed under: Inspiration, Music | Tags: 1993, Alone, Alone One, Alone1, AloneOne, Classic Hip-Hop, Digable Planets, Hip-Hop, Inspiration, Music, New York City, NYC
“NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti
If you’re in the city
on Sunday
come check me”…
– “Pacifics” from Digable Planets…
20 years after being released, this song is still one of my favorite hip-hop tracks to just straight up CHILLLLL out to.
Filed under: Art, Books, Inspiration, Music, Photography | Tags: 2013, Alone, Alone One, Alone1, AloneOne, Art, Drawings, Har-Mar SuperStar, Music, Musicians, Sean Na Na, Sean Tillmann, Sketchbooks
A little drawing I did of Har Mar SuperStar…
“Har Mar SuperStar”
pencil on paper
4″ x 6″
2013
And a few photos of him at his show last night at GlassLands/Brooklyn…
Filed under: Back In The Days, Inspiration, Music, YouTube | Tags: Blues, Funk, Gil Scott-Heron, Inspiration, James Brown, Marvin Gaye, Music, New York City, NYC, R&B, Soul, Winter, Winter Doldrums
Slow blogging season. More soon. For now, a few classic tunes..
Filed under: Inspiration, Music | Tags: Danny Brown, Inspiration, Music, videos
Slow bloggin this summer, new stuff soon. Until then, my fave video for 2012, Danny Brown’s “Grown Up”…
*thanks to Mark for always showing me the newest ish.
Filed under: Inspiration, Music | Tags: Gil Scott-Heron, Inspiration, Music, Poetry, Poets, R.I.P., Rest In Peace
Revolutionary poet, author, musician, spoken word pioneer, activist, all around legend and amazing inspiration to me, Gil Scott-Heron, best known for his 1970 work “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised”, died May 27th at a New York City hospital at 62 years old.
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Filed under: Inspiration, Music, Politics, Ramblings, Uncategorized | Tags: "My timbs start feelin like they Nike Airs on me", BPD, Ghostface, LAPD, NYPD, Really Getting Sick Of Talkin To You Pigs Don't Be suprised If I Bounce On Yall One O These Times
Oh wait, this one needs a soundtrack…
* Pic obviously stolen.
Filed under: Art, Inspiration, Music, YouTube | Tags: Alone, Alone One, Alone1, Art, Fisher Price, G.G. Allin, GG Allin, Lil People, Music, R.I.P.
Punk rock legend/ rock-n-roll messiah/outlaw scumfuck GG Allin died 16 years ago today.
My hand painted G.G. Allin Lil’ People
Love him or most likely hate him, you’d have to admit he had quite an extraordinary funeral..
“At his funeral, Allin’s bloated, discolored corpse was dressed in his black leather jacket and trademark jock strap. He had a bottle of Jim Beam beside him in his casket, per his wishes (openly stated in his self-penned acoustic country ballad, “When I Die”). As part of his brother’s request, the mortician was instructed not to wash the corpse (which smelled strongly of feces), or apply any makeup. The funeral became a wild party. Friends posed with the corpse, placing drugs and whiskey into its mouth. As the funeral ended, his brother put a pair of headphones on Allin. The headphones were plugged into a portable cassette player, in which was loaded a copy of The Suicide Sessions.”* (*from his Wikepedia page)
Rest In Piss fucko.
Filed under: Inspiration, Music, YouTube | Tags: Animated, Atmosphere, Cartoon, God Loves Ugly, Hip-Hop, Lyrics, Rhymesayers, Video
Cool little animated video for “God Loves Ugly” by Atmosphere..
Dope lyrics. Feeling the beginning..
“I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp,
I live life like the captain of a sinking ship”
and the ..
“appears more clear in its simplest form,
nobody sees tears when you’re standing in a storm,
abandoning the norm, and handling the harvest,
measuring the worth by the depth of the hardships,
I welcome all the hatred you can aim at my name,
I held on to the sacred ways of how to play the game,
when the soldiers started runnin short on rations,
I began tappin the egg, to spark the hatchin,
make it happen,
and take this captain to the gallows,
I keep steerin us into an area thats shallow,
talkin to my shadow, he advised me not to worry,
he said I should plant my tree and let it rise out of the fury,
so give me some light, a little love and some liquid,
I’m gonna creep through the night,
and put a plug in the spicket,
and when the water grows,
and the dam starts to overflow,
I’ll float atop the flood, holding on to my ugly”
Filed under: Music | Tags: Crass, Do It, Freedom, Individuality, Inspiration, Lyrics, Philosophy, Punk
(If you don’t like punk or the lyrics are too much to read, just read the last verse.. words of wisdom.)
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won’t get me
1 – 2 – 3 – 4
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you?
They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you GET YOU
Hello, hello, hello, this is the Lord God, can you hear?
Hellfire and damnation’s what I’ve got for you down there
On earth I have ambassadors, archbishop, vicar, pope
We’ll blind you with morality, you’d best abandon any hope,
We’re telling you you’d better pray cos you were born in sin
Right from the start we’ll build a cell and then we’ll lock you in
We sit in holy judgement condemning those that stray
We offer our forgiveness, but first we’ll make you pay
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you?
They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Hello, hello, hello, now here’s a massage from your queen
As figurehead of the status quo I set the social scene
I’m most concerned about my people, I want to give them peace
So I’m making sure they stay in line with my army and police
My prisons and my mental homes have ever open doors
For those amongst my subjects who dare to ask for more
Unruliness and disrespect are things I can’t allow
So I’ll see the peasants grovel if they refuse to bow
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you?
They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Introducing the Prime Sinister, she’s a mother to us all
Like the dutch boy’s finger in the dyke her arse is in the wall
Holding back the future waiting for the seas to part
If Moses did it with is faith, she’ll do it with an army
Who at times of threatened crisis are certain to be there
Guarding national heritage no matter what or where
Palaces for kings and queens, mansions for the rich
Protection for the wealthy, defence of privilege
They’ve learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil war
Fighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poor
So Ireland’s just an island? It’s an island of the mind
Great Britain? Future? Bollocks, you’d better look behind
Round every other corner stands P.C. 1984
Guardian of the future, he’ll implement the law
He’s there as a grim reminder that no matter what you do
Big brothers system’s always there with his beady eyes on you
From God to local bobby, in home and street and school
They’ve got your name and number while you’ve just got their rule
We’ve got to look for methods to undermine those powers
It’s time to change the tables. The future must be ours
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won’t get me
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you’re the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It’s up to you to change your life and my life’s up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to take
If you don’t like the life you live, change it now it’s yours
Nothing has effects if you don’t recognise the cause
If the program’s not the one you want, get up, turn off the set
It’s only you that can decide what life you’re gonna get
If you don’t like religion you can be the antichrist
If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist
But no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steeple
And you’ll never change the system by bombing number ten
Systems just aren’t made of bricks they’re mostly made of people
You may send them into hiding, but they’ll be back again
If you don’t like the rules they make, refuse to play their game
If you don’t want to be a number, don’t give them your name
If you don’t want to be caught out, refuse to hear their question
Silence is a virtue, use it for your own protection
They’ll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your face
If you don’t want to be beaten down, refuse to join their race
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you’re they only you
Filed under: Inspiration, Music | Tags: Hip-Hop, Lyrics, Quotes, Skitzophreniks
Most hip-hop these days really sucks. But every once in a while, someone says something good..
“Yesterday’s history, tomorrow’s a mystery, today’s a gift.. that’s why its called the present”
– from “Revenge Of The Herbs” by Skitzophrenics (Boston/Cambridge)
Filed under: Inspiration, Music, YouTube | Tags: Inspiration, Music, Ronald Jenkees, YouTube
In case you don’t already know about Ronald Jenkees, you should. Musical genius..