Bringing It All Back Home

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Where do we begin? It’s 2017. I married my true love. I went to the Caribbean. Ran off to Vegas for a few days and a new tattoo. We have a toxic tangerine with his finger on the button. Rappers are still mumbling, and terrified of homosexuality. I’m still employed. My tax return is on the way. For what it’s worth, life is good.

A few days ago someone posted a pic of her screenplay revisions on IG. I sent her a message and asked how it was going. She said, good…still have the blog? Still have the blog? In theory, yeah I still did. I own the URL; paid for that baby cash. But the content? Nowhere to be found. My last post was early October 2016.

I’ve been truly struggling with the direction of the site. I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more…feel me? Chasing the next hot single. Sharing that fire new video. It got depressing. Trolling the “best” hip hop sites to skim a little here, lift a little there. I just got bored, and truthfully I’m still bored. I’m listening to a third of the new music I used to. I’m reading more. Watching more Netflix. Taking care of my two crazy little cats. Waiting patiently for my right foot to fully heal so I can play basketball every day. I’m enjoying being married and sharing quality time with my core group of friends that have become just as important as my family. Life is about living…and we out here.

State of the union? Hip hop is painfully boring, so I’m barely hovering on the outskirts. Target commercials. Sprite commercials. These are your heroes, and who am I to hate? These kids are getting money, one simple syllable at a time. Get money young guns. Get money. But that wave, while super important to a whole generation of kids, just doesn’t speak to me in a way that merits my minutes at the keyboard. So I’m waiting on that rainy day for a little tiny speck of inspiration. Hasn’t hit yet.

I have not and will never bore you with a lifestyle brand of daily blogging. Y’all don’t give a healthy fuck about what I had to eat this morning, or what bar my people and I took over last night. You have your own wings to eat and your own spots to dominate. So instead, I’ll post some thoughts, some new music that you need to hear, and some creative pieces that are either brand new debuts, or some gems from the vault. Either way, it’s about creating and the time is now to bring it all back home.

It started when I was 13 with a marble composition book and a head full of confusion. Then the novel (an unpublished first-take disaster), the blog, and some pieces here and there published by some fantastic sites. Now there’s this. A little space to share some words and music and maybe a little bit of inspiration. ┬áLets be strangers together.