freshisms.

she's made it.

2010-01-11T09:24:00.003-05:00

one of my very best friends has finally made her way over
to the blogging side of the world. check her out.
www.kuntylinguist.blogspot.com

in other news:

this weekend was pretty calm. did all my laundry
& something has to be said for having not one piece
of dirty laundry in your house. that shit is hella
refreshing.

during my laundry escapdes, i got to thinking about
my life & shit. i'm bad w/finances, my boyfriend lives
3000 miles away, my best friend lives 3000 miles away,
my parents are moving away to an island escape that
yields no room for their grown ass 24 & 20 yr old children,
i gotta finish school, i need an oil change, a new sideview
mirror from a night of uh......fun....AND YET, i love my life.

i love that i have all these things in my life to complain
about. i love that i know, no matter the day or the situation,
i have all things to fall back on for some odd fountain of
comfort. even though the positives always out weigh the
negatives in life [ they do, even when you don't think so], i
kinda like the idea that bad/wack/lame/negative shit is
still there as a reminder to always stay grounded, stay
level headed, stay humble & stay laid back. yah, man.

stay humble, world.

peace.
-fresh.

chicago does a body good.

2010-01-07T09:34:00.010-05:00

peace world.

i've been hella absent & i apologize.

thanksgiving & NYE was spent in chicago w/my lovers.
it was a great time. they make ya girl super happy.

medieval times w/the family was pretty dope. i personally

love the idea that a family of grown ass adults went &

loved every minute of it. we're some amazinly awesome
people.

tits the situation trevino has to be one of the best people i know

when it comes to giving gifts, both real & gag. she got me an

ILL ass bob marley jewerly box filled w/earring, necklace, &

bracelet goodness. also, an awesome harry potter pillow case.

my gag gift was hil-larry-us. it's the worst picture of me on the

face of this earth, my jersey shore nickname via facebook's apps

for useless shit & the body of a woman riding a horse...i'm terrifed

of horses. i love bea for this shit.

my lover made me one of my gifts for christmas. it's, hands down,

the illest gift anyone has ever made for me [aside from the masterpiece

above.] it's a canvas painting w/fresh on it. he's a talented man & i love

that i get him all to myself. he also got me a tshirt which i shall rock

super hard. thanks, baby.

my born day is in 2 weeks. him & my best friend (his sister)
are coming to have a perfect golden birthday weekend w/me.

i love them. i truly do.

want to know how i know the world is coming to an end?

because it's been like 37 degrees in MIAMI for the past
week. no bullshit, i had ice on my car yesterday morning.

peace.
-fresh.

opposite of single.

2009-12-01T10:56:00.001-05:00

& i couldn't be happier.

tea.

2009-11-06T09:39:00.001-05:00

i have this ill obsession w/it. i drink it all day,
everyday. all kinds, white, green, black, herbal,
fruity, etc etc etc.

people always think i'm crazy when i tell them
that tea is my medicine. i don't believe in taking
medication for shit. i don't like the doctors, i don't
think they're out to help heal me but that's a whole
other topic.

as of late, my body has been breaking down on me.
and while i know i could stand to eat better & exercise
more, i hardly ever do either. so i've been feeling super
achey, sluggish, weird pains in my tummy, horrible
migraines & instead of medicating myself, i've been
drinkin' extra cups of white & green tea.

listen to what i'm telling you: it has helped. it IS helping.
admittingly, my pains aren't completely gone but the
tea is helping to relieve any inflamation i got goin' on &
relaxing my muscles. not to mention the awesome benefits
of white & green tea. i'm sippin' on some regular ol' lipton
green tea right now & feelin' pretty calm. no sugar though,
the sugar has been my tummy do flips. shit, good thing i
am not fuckin' bc it sure does sound like i got a bun in
the oven and we all know, it'd be the cruelest joke in the
universe if God made me Mary numero II.

14 days, two weeks exactly, til i'm drinkin', eattin', laughin',
talkin' shit, being all boo'd up & all the other great shit
that is definitely going to come out of me being in chicago.

peace.
-fresh.

northern lights.

2009-11-02T10:19:00.003-05:00

i am in the middle of starting something
pretty amazing, at least i think so. it's
an up north affair. a midwest situation.
a northern light in the south of florida.

18 more days 'til chicago.

18 more days
'till i get to chill w/one of my best friends.
18 more days
'til i'm shinin' just as bright
right next to this northern light i got aimed
at me.
18 more days
'til me & bea do nothing
but sit in bars, drink, eat, laugh & talk shit about
everything & nothing.
18 more days
'til i'm able to understand what it is to open myself
up fully to him.

chicago is good to me. you must understand this.

**************************************************************

moving onto the daily grind of it all:

i'm currently sitting at my desk blasting Maze live in
L.A. mannnnnnn, this shit has got me all sorts of happy.
i'm not even upset that i'm at work right now.

this morning there was a hint of coolness. a sign of
cooler weather coming our way in the M.I.A? or perhaps
i sign that i need to be up north? who knows. what i do
know though, is that miami could stand for a "cold" front.

this weekend i found myself in a shoppin' mood. i know,
weird. i hate shoppin' but i needed some shit for my
chicago trip. i hit the mall & while i was seriously upset
the whole way there, once i hit a few of my favorite stores,
shit was smoooth. my adventure was not in vain bc i
sure did find everything i was lookin' for & more.

have a great day, world. the sun is shining & the weather
is sweet.

peace.
- fresh.

ok, 3-4-1.

2009-10-27T16:01:00.002-04:00

what it is.

He has no idea what it is he has done to me.
He is the muscles in which my smiles are formed.
He is the reason my movements have become so smooth.
He is the music which drowns my pain.
He is the man i never thought i'd meet.
He is the man i feared never exsisted.
He is the muse in which my mind uses to express
its utt most intelligence.
Only if he knew what it is he has done to me,
than might he know how to keep me.

his favorite one.
♥.

peace.
- fresh.

2-4-1.

2009-10-27T15:27:00.009-04:00

it's a two for one day on blogs.

TWENTY TRES DAYS.

♥

currently.

2009-10-27T14:55:00.005-04:00

i've become a slave to the 9-5 [well 8-4:30 pm] world.
& while i've known what i am about to go on about, it was
nice to see it personified this weekend.

i have this slight, well bigger then slight, obsession for the
Ovation channel on direct tv's 274. yah. i think that's it. w/e
the point is this channel feeds all my artistic loves & fills
my crack like fixes for the arts in all fashions. from music
to dance to theater to fine arts to poerty etc etc etc etc. i
always seem to find some of the dopest shows on there. this
past weekend i found one that moved my fat ass into the kick
i'm currently on.

ROCK FRESH

it was/is a documentary on a few graffiti artists out in cali, both
southern & northern. KOFIE, TYER, TRIXTER, CALE are just
a few of the artists i remember off top. these men's love for their
art was empowering. it takes you thru basically the life of these
artists on a very personal level. director, danny lee, does an amazing
job really putting the audience in the life of a graff artist. without
giving away the whole thing, KOFIE says i'd rather be doin' some shit
i love & not make any money with the possiblity of doin' some shit i
kinda like to make money then doin' shit i hate, making money with no
time to put love into my art. i really recommend this movie to anyone
who truly loves art, graffiti & the power of the paint.

man. this shit hit something in me. i think more people should follow
this way of thinking. i've made it my mission to get back my shit. true,
this job pays the bills & i do like it. it's not a bad job, just not an artistic
one. i suppose this is where my place in the world is right now and i
embrace it to the fullest. i am lookin' out toward the world & being super
open to taking in whatever the universe has to put in my way. this includes
mending some holes in my life. i owe someone an explanation, an apology
& a few pieces on her album.

world, i'm ready to focus. well ok, i'm ready to try & focus more then usual.

peace.
-fresh.

a road trip.

2009-10-16T10:38:00.005-04:00

i am goin' to start planning one. something

about road trips that i think is calming. it's

a simple thing that can bring you closer to

whomever you share the trip with...or it

could push you apart but we'll keep this

shit on the positive side of things. i'm thinkin'

i want to do this soon because i'm itching

real bad lately to get the fuck outta miami.

as for the road trip that is life:

34 MORE DAYS TIL I'M BACK IN THE CHI.

shit on my fuckin' dick, i'm so excited. the

chi holds a lot for me. some things i know

about, some things are yet to be discovered.

i really need to get back to school & finish

this bitch up. i'm almost there, almost. so

that's the next expense. fyi: payin' for school

outta pocket, outta your OWN pocket, isn't

exactly condusive to finishing in a timely manner.

it's actually condusive to takin' 6 yrs to finish a

2 yr program. whatever though, i've got this

shit on lock. my futureis bright, i know this bc...

well bc it's MY future. if my past has taught me

anything, it's that my future has no choice but

to be amazing. i don't believe that the powers

that be would continue to allow me to allow myself

to accept negativity or negative energy anymore.

truly.

lemme just give a quick shout out to cut chemist.

i don't know what y'all know about dude but you

need to know more about him. TALENTED

mother fucker right there. stop sleeping. wake

the fuck up.

also, you know how i dig the local artists in this

city. it's not secert i believe that they make this

place what it is & why i love it so much. there is

a photographer/artist who is friends with an

artist i've written on before, ABSTRK, Jah Cuba.

this dude's eye is spectacular. his work is deep,

it's compositon seems to always work even when

you know it shouldn't. his vision of miami is what i

think most overlook. his focus on the daily, everyday

life of this city & our surroundings is what makes his

work stand out from other photographers reppin' the

mia. on top of that, he's just a real humble, down to

earth dude.

sueño. jah cuba

peace.

-fresh.

hip hop honors.

2009-10-14T09:12:00.003-04:00

last night VH1 had their annual
hip hop honors show. this year
was a pretty ill show. it's the 25th
year anniversy of Dej Jam so the
entire show was to honor Dej Jam,
past & present. tracy morgan hosted
& that mother fucker is funny. i mean
funny as fuck. talkin' about 99 donuts
cuz a bitch ate1. dude said he walked in
& saw rick rubin..."i ain't know jesus
christ made beats." classic. that shit
was/is CLASSIC! lmao. [google rick
rubin should you not find the humor]

there were some acts i could've done
without, such as ashanti & ja rule,
ricky ross the boss & trey songz fuckin'
up my Warren G fix.

the roots & jazzy jeff did their thing thru
out the show. i'm not too sure how i felt
about kid rock spittin' to LL Cool J. i felt
some sort of way about it though, finding
the proper word to describe it is the current
problem i'm having. MEFFFF & RED killed it.
of course, though. ONYXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!
man, i was lyin' in bed watching this goin'
getting all sorts of hyped. kickin' the blankets
off & shit, you know mad hardcore shit. Luda
& scarface did their thing. Luda can get anyone
hype. DMX....i've seen worse drug addicts on
stage. he was aight, you can hardly ever understand
dude but it was an energetic performance. whatevs.
KRS, Wale & Travis of GCH did a tribute to the
Beastie Boys & i fell in love w/that shit. EPMD did
their thing & P.E. is my shit for life so i can't give an
unbias opinion on them. Em was good, not a fan
but it was pretty dope.

the finale was kinda lacking, in my opinion. ghostface
& chrisette michelle did a quick joint. nothing too crazy
but it's ghost so i happy just to hear him. Wale spit on
Kayne's "Touch The Sky" it was.....whatever. i'll forever
have a sour taste in my mouth for Kayne with his bitchass
move @ the VMAs. i kinda wondered why it was he, jay, nas &
a few others weren't there but i'm not disappointed in the
turn out.

peace.
-fresh.

jesus had a gheri curl.

2009-10-13T10:00:00.004-04:00

after much discussion & late night talks
whilest half asleep, i figured out that jesus,
not white, had a gheri curl. don't ask how
it is i've come up with this conclusion but i
have.

i'd also like to point out that because he had
a gheri curl that he would've had to have used
soul glo. making soul glo jesus juice. man, this
all makes so much sense, it's insane..

right.

this weekend was hella boring except for yesterday.
yesterday was a trip down memory lane & i must
say, i enjoyed it very much. i've been slippin' lately
on my writing and while i know that it's part of what
gets me thru payin' bills, sometimes i just don't want
to do it. lazy as fuck, right? i know but don't judge me.
i'm the queen of doing shit last minute. the QUEEN.
truthfully, it can get annoying....not to me, to the people
who are on the outside or on the receiving end. i don't
know tho,i think people need to ligthen up & relax.
shit'll get done& when it does......pure genius. have i
ever disappointed you? have i? i didn't think so,
i did not think so.

yo, so pet peeve numba 10,080: on looker traffic. i was an
hour late today. partly bc i hit off instead of snooze but
mostly bc i was sitting in traffic thinkin' some huge ass
accident happened & come to find out, we're sitting on a
freeway to look on the opposite side at a fender bender.
really, folks? has your life become so mundane that your
interest IN THE mundane is fuckin' you up? let's not to
continue this, aight? i can't help to take some much assholeness
& random strangers slammin' on brakes & causing traffic
when i should be goin' 80 is way more assholeness then
i need to deal with at 8 in the am.

my mission in life is to find a job i love. and i don't mean a
job i say i love for the sake of keeping said job. i mean i
want a job that i hop out of bed for. i mean a job where i
can't wait to wake up to. i mean a job that feels nothing
like a job bc i love it so very much. this is my goal in the
next few years. i will accomplish this & when i do, i'll
honestly never complain about sitting in traffic, asshole
co-workers, freezing cold offices, or fluorescent lit hell.

man, i can not wait for that day.

peace.
-fresh.

hip hop snob.

2009-10-09T14:01:00.003-04:00

i've been called this a few times in my life.
ok, i've been called this every time i get into
a discussion w/someone who is sticking up
for the newer, "modern," side of hip hop. you
know the type, Lil Wayne fans that want to
argue with me about this man should always
be refered to as the best rapper of all times.
-blank stare-

recently, MTV posted a list of the Top 10 MCs
of 2009. on this list we have:
-Fabolous
-Drake
-Rick Ross
-Lil Wayne
-Kanye
-Young Jeezy
-Jay-z
-50cent
-Gucci Mane
-Raekwon

-continuing my blank stare-

yes to: rae & jay.
ok to: drake & fabo.
FUCK NO to: the rest.
but who am i to comment, right?

who am i? i'm a backpacker who refuses to accept
what the fuckin' masses says or accepts as hip hop
in today's society. i was the kid who owned a tribe
album before i knew how to do long division. i'm
the one that knows there are way better artists
who deserve a spot in a top list them mother fuckers
addin' 'eezy to end of every word or talkin' about
fuckin' every girl in the world. you got elzhi,
you got skyzoo, you got wale, you got jean grae,
you got pharoh monche, you got immortal technique,
you got groups like the roots, jedi mind tricks, i mean
i'm fairly positive i don't need to continue to list
shit bc you're on your shit.

hip hop is diversity. sure. but it has, undoubtly,
lost a huge part of what made it and should make
it hip hop: content. intellect. skill. talent. fuck, i could
go drop a track right now that would be fire w/the
right producers & the best equipment. it makes me
sick that some the men mentioned are considered hip hop.
i have no problem admitting to being a hip hop snob.
fuck man, in my mind and in the mind of a lot of fellow
hip hop heads, there are standards that have got to be
met in order for you to come into a prize fight like
hip hop & win a title.

/end rant.

peace.
-fresh.

hi'yooooooooooooo!!!

2009-10-08T10:15:00.004-04:00

giardino gourmet salads.
mama mia salad w/a scoop of tropical chicken.
holy fuckin' shit on my dick, this is my favorite thing
evvveeeerrrrrr. my lunch is about to be lovely. very very very
lovely.

one thing i really do love about miami, aside from the
amazing underworld of art & music, is the food here.
we are lucky enough to live in a cultural melting pot
w/all the residents from countries around the world
that have made miami their second home. i'm an
eatter, a fat mother fucker if you will, and the fact
that i can have a wide variety of food at my fat
little finger tips is....fanfuckingtastic.

enough of that.

i'm in the middle of a discussion about women carrying
their own stash of condoms. why wouldn't you? it is your
pussy you're fuckin' with, right? random sex happens &
if you're lucky, happens often so it's hella irresponsible to
not be prepared for all outcomes. some women are setting
the rest of us back 40-50 yrs with some of this "it's the man's
responsiblity" shit. how about it's both parties responisiblty
to make sure we're protected whilest we bump uglies. jesum,
where are the minds of the world at sometimes, i wonder.

i wrote a few pieces last night on this dude i'm diggin'. it's kinda
ridiculous how sick the concepts for these pieces are. we're hip
hop heads, me & him, so i came up w/a way to meld some songs,
lyrics & artists in w/the writing. shits came out pretty ill like. i'm
kinda shy when it comes to having to read them to him, tho. he's
given me props on my previous works & commented on his thoughts
of how talented i am. he's good. buttering me up & shit. i love it. lmao.

mushy. i suppose it's cute & shit.

peace.
-fresh.

smitten.

2009-10-07T14:25:00.003-04:00

someone -points to myself- is hella smitten.

this is like, a whole lot for me to take in right now to be
completely honest with you fellow bloggers, stalkers,
fans, freaks & frauds.

i like him. i'm not even going to lie about this. i like this
man. a lot.

i also like my pimp status. i like my pimp status a lot. i've
been single for years, literally, and have since picked up
and owned this single life thing like a master of aces. i
don't think you can find a better single person who is as
good as i am at being single. truly, i doubt you could.

with THAT being said, i'm nervous. honestly speaking,
i'm nervous that giving up the familiar will lead to akward
moments, blushing cheeks, girly shit like "bbbaaabbbeeee,
i miss yyooouuuu." or "baby, i wanna seeee yyyooouuu."
-blinks- i mean that shit is cute & sweet & nice but is it me?
that's the question i've been asking myself: Am I female
enough to be THE female in a 1 on 1 situation?

after much thought, yes. yes i can be the female & while,
admittingly i'm not always the best female bc i'm crude
as fuck & say shit like "suck my dick" when you piss
me off, i am down to be the best female i can be. there is
something very reassuring, comforting and well, at the risk
of already sounding girly, sweet about the idea that with the
clash of personalities that is him & i at times, it's working it's
way out. he appreciates that i'm fuckin' completely insane,
lack most moral limits, have the mouth of a sailor, the dirty mind
of what would seem like a love child from the likes of Ron
Jermey and Jenna Jameson. he laughs at the corny shit i
come up with because he knows i'm so serious about being
corny. i'm full of oxymorons, childish sex jokes, aloofness,
crazy dreams that are only ever half way started or finished
and yet.....he seems to dig it.

this man, with all the flaws of being a human pushed aside,
might just be a saint for putting up with me for any extended
amount of time.

peace.
-fresh.

lost in translation.

2009-10-05T13:13:00.007-04:00

i have been.

world, tell me when being courteous & having manners went out the fuckin' window. i'm a lady of pretty sound morals, albeit not always evident in my actions but the point is - they're there, somewhere. i hold doors. i say please & thank you. i call my elders sir & ma'am. i smile & nod politely when being hit on by unattractive people and pretend as if they have a chance in firey hell to get between my legs [currently lacking sound morals] as to not offend or hurt their feelings.

i am not a saint [mad obvious] but there are things that are, even in this fucked up world, unexcuseable.

i am sure we can sit here & list shit that bothers us about the world & the assmonkies who fill it but i have a better idea. let's just be better. be better at life. truly & honestly, not hard to do. just be a better you.

i have no regrets in life, only temporary moments of denial on some of the more shameful parts of my life. ie/ dealing with a dude i knew a friend liked, dealing with 2 guys that were close friends [not at the same time, chill], throwing up on myself while driving after a night of liquid loving [that's actually more of a funny moment], etc etc etc e-t-c. the point of this ridiculous spill of private yet slightly embarrassing moments is to say this: i'm amazing regardless & i'm a better me.

sidenote: i am kinda reckless. that shit is sexy. yes or yes? .....

aight, so world, you've got your assignment. get to it.

peace.
- fresh.

lemme speak on some things real quick like.

2009-07-28T10:35:00.005-04:00

aight, you guys know me well enough at this
point to know that i'm pretty laid back & chill
about a lot of shit. however, sometimes....
sometimes i have to take time to let a few
things off my chest. be forewarned - this
shit may be mean as fuck. just sayin'.

big bitches rockin' skinny jeans: you fuckin' up the
whole point. the whole god damn point. if your ankles
are the same width as your neck, stop it. take them
off or put them shits right back on the rack. they are
not for you. Lane Bryant is for you. Wide leg jeans is
where it's at for you. only thing skinny you need to
worry about is the skinny cow ice cream sandwiches
you need to be eatting.

people who go to the tanning salon: maybe it's because i
live in miami that this really fuckin' bothers me...but this
really fucking bothers me. orange is NOT the new tan. we live in
MIAMI. go outside. lay on your porch, on your patio,
on the roof of your car...fuck, just stick your arm out the driver's
side window. i've gotten plenty a sun burns just driving w/the
windows down.

tattoos just to have tattoos: listen, i am not one to judge what
it is you find to be art. i'm not one to say what's cool & what's not.
i am the furtherest from hip & happening but i am one to say
that a motherfuckin' rubber duckie is not what's up.
magical shrooms.....cherries....animal paw prints.....bullet wounds. i mean
come the fuck on. honestly, i've been in plenty a tattoo parlors
& literally watched people get these ridiculous shit on their bodies.
tattoos are the shit, i have 11 but can we think before we ink some
forever type shit our bodies. please?

man made divison of religion: muslims are no better then catholics.
lutherans aren't getting to heaven quicker the morons. baptists don't
have front row seats to Jesus Christ Superstar on broadway anymore then
the jews do. ok well maybe the do bc the whole Jesus isn't the Messiah thing..
but you get the fuck i'm trying' to say here. stop it. you're all after the same thing
eternal happiness with the one you call God/Allah/Jah/Jehova/etc. etc. etc.
it's the same man, different names. it makes me sick that any of you think you're
better then the next person bc your play a religious pawn on sundays, holidays &
when it's convient. respect all religions. all people are God's people, no matter
what they call Him.

...i got more, but i should go eat first. i'll be back to finish this shit.

-fresh.

meth & red: "$55,000/month for some pussy?!"

2009-07-28T10:24:00.002-04:00

kelis & nas- what the fuck man, what the fuck?

nas, i'm....i'm disappointed in you for letting this
trick take your for a ride like this.

kelis....i have no words for you. none. fuck kind
of kid needs $55,000 a month to be taken care
of? what motherfuckin' kid?

ANYWAYS,
meth & red spoke on this topic on Ezstreetshow.com
the other day. peep it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prvEyPaNzGo

[sorry i can't upload this shit properly right now. get over it]

-fresh.

chicago: i miss you so.

2009-07-01T09:59:00.005-04:00

Bea, Stacey & Max are the shit & i need to be back

in the Chi ASAP. Chicago is one of the illest cities

in the world.

ROCK THE BELLS WAS OFF THE CHAIN.

[pics & videos to come]

-fresh.

this evening, a musical event.

2009-06-08T09:47:00.004-04:00

this evening is the album release event
for Yvonne's follow up album to "Silent War,"
"Silent War- International"

I'll be hosting as well as mc'ing & interviewing
all of our special guests a long with the star of the night, '
Yvonne. i have to admit, i got butterflies. Bill Kelly,
the creator of WMC (Winter Music Conference) will be attending as
well as Lewis Martine. Both men have done
wonders for the music scence both in miami &
across the worlds. Also joining us will be Freddie Florian,
DJ Citizen Jane, Ozzie (forgive me for not knowing his
last name off top) and finally, but most certainly not least,
John Westley w/the Womb & Fashion TV.

You guys can catch the live broadcast of the 2hr event
@ www.thewomb.com
8-10pm eastern standard time.

please stop by & support your girl as well as my good
friend Yvonne.

house music all night long!

-fresh.

aight, here's the thing....

2009-06-04T10:08:00.004-04:00

i'm not good w/confrontation. i leave that
shit to my girls. i leave it to people who like
to waste energy on it.

with this being said, i need to know why
this shit finds me. i'm calm, i'm laid back,
i mind mine, i'm mad friendly & sugary &
shit to everyone [even a few of you who don't
deserve that shit]. i impose a declaration:

L.M.T.F.A.
Leave Me The Fuck Alone.

To those of you who love to suck the positive,
productive energy from us positive & productive
parts of society: i say fuck you. i say fuck you &
you need to be aware of this one thing, if nothing
else: EVERYTHING YOU PUT OUT INTO THIS
UNIVERSE, GOOD, BAD OR INDIFFERENT, WILL
COME BACK TO YOU TEN FOLD. So LMTFA.

thank you, that is all.

-fresh.

more of the shit i grew up on.

2009-05-26T12:07:00.011-04:00

The Temptations: David, Otis, Melvin, Paul & Eddie were some fly mothers back in their prime and shit, i'd even go as far as to say they could still get it today. Growing up, for a good portion of my life in Detroit, you're almost required as a right of passage into adulthood to learn, know & love all Mo-Town artists. These men where no exception. No matter what your favorite genre of music is today, i'll put all the money in my bank that you sing at the top your lungs every time you hear My Girl.

Ella Fitzgerald: Nothing & no one has made a deeper impact on me when it comes to the appreication of what it is to sing like Ella. This woman was a staple in my musical diet & still is, will forever be. The talent she posessed was out of this world. Something has to be said about a woman who can sing about taking the A-train & make it sound like the most amazing trip ever and making a heart wrinching break up a goal for the romantic in all of us.

Bay City Rollers: You can laugh all you want to but I happen to love me some Bay City Rollers. S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y NIGHT!! De La got their Saturday idea from somewhere folks, they got it from somewhere. Edinburgh, Scottland is who we have to thank for this rather eccentric, loud, energetic group. You don't have to agree but you can't help but respect their claim to fame.

De La Soul: Speaking of this trio making up a part of The Native Tongues, De La is for the soul/from the soul. It's never a surprise to me that when out & about around this city, you can always here a De La joint. They're timeless, regardless of what anyone says. Stakes Is High has to be, without a second thought, on my top 15 greatest albums of all time. Big Brotha Beat ft. the most high, Mos Def & the song matching the album name Stakes is High produced by the late, great J.Dilla are my 2 favorite tracks. To this day, Stakes Is High can & will get anybody hype.De La will forever be a part of my musical fuck feast.

Curtis Mayfield: Before I knew what the fuck a diamond in the back meant, I wanted it. Curtis makes you want to love & be loved. Aside from his smooth & sensual voice, he played the sax, the piano, the drums, guitar & bass. Multi-talented, a father to 10 & a loving husband, he will be forever missed & cherished.

add. comment. do your thing.

peace.

-fresh.

why i love miami.

2009-05-22T10:54:00.042-04:00

you'll have to excuse my m.i.a status for the past

month or so. life can get hectic & what have you.

now, on to the reasons why i dig this city.

i've found, that contrary to popular beliefe, miami
is a city rooted deep in the arts. Miami isn't just a

city full of club going, fake bodied, bleached beach

goers who live off of trust funds & daddy's money.

There is an underground of artists that run this city;

be it dj's, singers, producers, song writers, graffiti artists,

painters, etc.

I've had the pleasure of getting to know some of these
local artists very personally over the 5 plus years i've
lived in miami. Their work is full of passion, energy &
appreication for the talent they pocess & the city they
call home.

----THE ARTISTS-----

Yvonne: www.myspace.com/elusiveyvonne.
Miami's dirty little secret has been making huge international waves. From the underground to the mainstream, Yvonne is sure to turn Miami's dance scene, as well as the world, on it's ears. Her new album Silent War: International features mixes by DJs from Australia, Belgium, Croatia, Columbia, France and plenty more. Mixing dance with pop and a little bit of funk & soul, Yvonne's music is a pulsating, energetic mind fuck. And who doesn't love a good mind fuck?

DJ Wasabi: www.myspace.com/djwasabi305

Spinning an open format, DJ Wasabi leaves the door open for new oppurtunities. Doing his thing for a decade in Miami, he has the ability as well as the energy to keep your mind vibing and your soul floating all night long. Mixing pounding afro beats with smooth jazz melodies is one of his many talents. The variety of music along with what seems like a neverending mental library of tracks & beats is almost unbelieveable. Never in a rush, never selling out for the money or the fame, DJ Wasabi's love for the music spreads through the audience like wildfire. Currently, he spins weekly: Thurs. - Jazid Lounge on Washington Ave. Sat. - Mama Juana's Cafe in Coral Gables. [updates & most current shows are always up on his myspace].

ABSTRK: http://www.abstrackclothing.com/

A graffiti artist first & foremost, ABSTRK has most defintely made a name for himself in the county of Dade and beyond. ABSTRK can be seen, or rather his art, can be seen from ATL to the Deep South of FL. Mixing classic elements of painting & drawing with the pure passion of the streets, you are never left unimpressed by his artwork. As VP of Abstrack Clothing, the future as well as the present, holds big things for ABSTRK.
[ http://www.miamigraffiti.com/writer.php?id=abstrk&p=1 to see more of his work ].

Lebo: http://www.lebostudios.com/

Known for his heavily Cuban inspired influences and vibrant colors, Lebo could be called the eyes of Miami. His work speaks volumes to the masses. Even the most uneducated of people understand the message in his work [not to insult or downplay him in any way]. We can see his work all over the city, from the parking garage on 2nd ave. downtown to various spots in the Design District & Wynwood to the walls of Jazid lounge and beyond.

Ganas: http://www.ganasart.com/
I met Ganas at an event for Vans in the Design District a few years back. He had a newport hanging out of his mouth, an almost completely bald head & I was curious as to why he was surrounded by 7 or 8 people when he wasn't saying a word. His work is deep, some of it expressing very painful times in his life yet, always beautiful. Ganas is a graff head as well but these days he focuses more on the canvas as well as murals for homes, business', etc. His OG California style has defintely made it's mark on Miami.

JIVE: http://www.myspace.com/31256046

My brother from another mother, JIVE has been decorating the streets of the MIA since he was a young one. Using anything that makes a mark, he'll never hesitate to leave his stamp on the city & eventually, the world. JIVE's work can be seen from WPB (West Palm Beach) to the Keys. I'm almost positive that if you've been a resident of Miami for longer then a few days & aren't blind, you've had the pleasure of being visual masturbated by JIVE.

Miami is a city that brings out the best in a person, if they know where
to look & how to open themselves to it. I love this city more then i let
on. While i'm a north eastern girl 'til death, the south, Miami in particular
has stolen a piece of soul forever.

-fresh.

Chief.

2009-04-30T09:50:00.002-04:00

the very recent passing of my grandfather

has hit me like a ton of bricks.

i have words but i don't know how to get

them out. i have things i want to say but i

can't form my mouth.

rest peacefully, grandpa. rest peacefully.

the airport.

2009-04-25T11:54:00.002-04:00

if for no other reason, i love it bc people watching
there is the bests shit on earth.

my brother & i have made our way back up to
philly for a heartbreaking situation, a situation
i'd rather not get into right at this moment, and
yesterday while waiting for our early bird flight
outta miami we sat & watched. we sat & watched
some of the most interesting, annoying, funny, good,
odd, & ridiculous looking people walk through life.

men, explain some thing to me: when was the memo
sent that rockin' linen capris was A-OK for grown ass
men to wear? also, was it in that same missing memo
that wearing white ones w/no draws was the business
as well? i dunno, i am just curious.

ladies, listen i am all for looking good at all times & shit
but you're flying....& walking...through an airport & the
idea that 6 inch heels works for that is lost on me.
completely lost. if you didn't have an ass before you
put them on, the 6 inch lift will not give you one.

i got more shit to say but bare with me here, i'm on
the road & i gotta handle some things. i'll pick up on
this mess later.

-fresh.

"i'm looking for money"

2009-04-23T08:56:00.003-04:00

this was what barney & the bk king told me last night

whilst they were hanging out of a scion listening to house

music.

at first, i am thinking "yo, i gotta take a picture of this bc

no one is gunna believe this fucking story." and then

once they come to a complete stop in the middle of traffic

on collins in front of me & my peoples and hit their flashers,

i am thinking "yo, i gotta take a picture of this bc no one is

gunna believe this fuckin' story about how the 4 of us got

held up & riddled w/rounds from an AK by fuckin' Barney & the BK

King."

in all honesty, & i bullshit you not here folks, for a good

5 mins i thought my life was about to end. that shit was

funny & creepy & scary & all that shit rolled into one.

especially when we asked Barney where they fuck he was

headed & he tells us he's "looking for money." was that like

a sexual proposal? like "hey you need your dick sucked? hey

how's that clit feeling? them titties look like they need suckin'."

and the whole while the ridiculously energetic driver is laughing

& giving us the up down and the BK King is dead ass silent

just nodding his head. when i tell you these dudes were decked
the fuck out, i mean those get-ups had to have cost bread.
ridiculous.

only on south beach, yo. only on fuckin' south beach.

-fresh.

SOME of the music that has made me.

2009-04-21T10:07:00.008-04:00

A Tribe Called Quest: my first ever hip hop album was People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm. the album was released in '90, but i wasn't blessed with it until i was the ripe old age of 9 years old, in 1995. my uncle's friend gave it to me because he was not a fan & his cousin gave it to him as a birthday gift years back. personally, i think People's should be every child's first hip hop album. it gives you a different side of hip hop that, as luck would have it, i end as an adult completely & totally wrapped in. you are able to see that these cats were working on a mind set that was 180 from the others in the game. forever & ever, People's & Tribe will be classics.

Nasir Jones [aka Nas]: i know everyone has there favorite emcee & their reasons why but nas did something to my life yo. i was 12 yrs old when i first heard Illmatic. i don't know if you understand what it's like to be 12 years old & find yourself emerced in some shit that ill, pun not intended. i was never your typical ass kid. i had to grow up super quick to take over my sibilings. i was working in a 12 yr old body w/a 30 yr old state of mind. nas freed me. i could release w/this dude spitting over some of the sickest premo joints ever. nas was & still remains one of the reasons i write.

Robert Nesta Marley [aka Bob Marley]: my appreciation for this man is absurd; shit is borderline insane. holla when you get your favorite artist tat'd on your inner bicep. i truly & honestly believe with 100000% of every fiber in my being that if the entire world had some Bob in their life, a lot of this useless violence & hate towards each other would cease. Bob, while getting fucked by the american music scene for a long time. [see: Eric Clapton's weeks in the top due to Bob's "I shot the sheriff"], never let go. His life was difficult, he used that for the positive & we lost an amazing man way too early in life. Legend is some shit you pop in when you're heading home & you know that rush hour is about to be a bitch. Bob soothes you; mind, body & soul. Bob will forever live on, if thru no one else, thru me.

Wu-Tang Clan: where the fuck do i even start with these dudes?do i break them down individually? nah but while most of them held their own, some failed [see: U-God]. the Wu has been a symbol of what it was to love hip hop, what it was to be hip hop, what it was to try some odd shit out & hope it worked. you didn't need a tag to throw up once the "W" was introduced to us in '93 w/ Enter the Wu (36 Chambers). wu gave me an outlet for the anger i had in me when i was young. i was an angry ass child for a few good reasons & listening to wu-tang gave me the ability to release that negative energy in a positive way. even now, i let the wu release that shit for me....my work out playlist is heavy w/the wu.

i could go on all day but these are the people that i hold in the highest regard when it comes to music & my life. i love & appreicate all hip hop, jazz, soul, r&b, all that shit...minus any fucker who puts a lil,young, or eezy in front or of behind their name.

please feel free to post some of your influences. speak your mind on some of the influences i threw up here.

[you don't need a blog to post comments, anyone can post on here.]

enjoy, yo.

-fresh.

this is the life i lead.

2009-04-20T09:57:00.002-04:00

so, last night i go for some drinks & dinner w/a friend.
it was early when we parted ways
so i headed over to my best friend's house.

J's all "i am tired but i wanna go out."
and i'm all "i am down for whatever."

so whatever it was. we headed out to
south beach to our usual sunday night
spot: Fat Tuesdays.

it was straight. same people. same drinks.
same music. it was chill but we had a blast.
[shouts to our new buddy chris by the way.]

so we head home around 2-2:30 in the a.m.
cool, i work best off of little to no sleep anyways
so i am all for living life & shit. i get my car from
J's house & roll out. i popped in the 2nd disc from
the J.Dilla discography & i'm fuckin' chhiiilllliiiinnn'.

long story & all the useless street names & turns short,
i am at a red light w/ some car creepin' up next to me.
i think nothing of it bc everyone creeps this time of
the morning around the way bc the cops are out in
full force....a few lights up i finally turn to peep who's
in the car & please, don't front like no matter how
hard you try, you ALWAYS have to see who's in the
car next to you. well, it was an ex of mine. an ex who
did ya girl SUPER dirty style & i don't even mean in a
positive way. we make eye contact & well he sped off.
he had his girl in the car & we all know what an akward
scene that would've been.

see this all could've been cool with ending right there
bbbuuuuttttt, it was just the start. so we hit EVERY
SINGLE FUCKIN' LIGHT from there on out. there
is no getting away from each other. & it's at this moment,
once we've hit the 8th light together that i realize "hey,
she lives in my neighborhood? does she? why do i feel
some kind of way about this?" so aight, ain't shit i can
do but play like i am too fuckin' cool for my own good
& speed off. WELL, a lot of good that did me when the light
turned yellow & i had to skid to a fuckin' stop bc of the
police officer chillin' on the street. right about now, i am
looking like the BIGGEST dbag [douche bag] ever. but
again, whatevs, i'm too cool for live at this moment in time.

we proceed & he cuts me off as to ensure i don't see his
girl. not that i much care bc i mean, aye do you but let's
be mature about this. [ha, yah right.] he doesn't want me
to see where they're goin' so he turns into a store & i go about
my marry way...........that is until i see red & blue lights & hear
the dreaded "beep beep".

yes, i was pulled over RIGHT IN FRONT of my neighborhood.
longer story short, she looked me out & lied for me to cut me
a break. i gots to pay no $$ or show up anywhere pleading
guilty or not. 45 mins into my swat team fun, guess who pulls
up in front of my car to turn into my neighnorhood? uh huh, you
are correct sir; the ex & his lady.

i am a weird for feeling some kind of way knowing he's dating a
girl who lives in my community & could very well be my next
door or a few doors down neighbor? no, i am not weird.....i am
human.

really, i am not too sure why it is these things happen to me
when i am alone w/no back up or witness' but it does. it happens
more often then not & i'd like to think you're all pretty jealous of
this life i lead.

-fresh.

lutha.

2009-04-20T09:15:00.002-04:00

happy born day, Luther Vandross.
rest peacefully my man, rest peacefully.

-fresh.

friday night.

2009-04-19T15:52:00.005-04:00

i drank chivas regal on the rocks....times 8.

yes, it's true. i might just be a drunk.

been a long time, i shouldn't have left you.

2009-04-17T09:30:00.006-04:00

but i did, so get over it.

in all honesty, i'm horrible at this daily or
even weekly up-keep of a blog. i guess i
am not cool enough or whatthefuckever.

IN MUSIC NEWS..........

i'd like to give a public apology to joe budden.
i didn't much care for you at all, HOWEVER,
after having Padded Room on repeat for the
past 2 weeks in my car....foot meet mouth.
you, sir, are not that bad. i'd even go as far
as sayin' you're pretty fuckin' ill.

also, while i have always been a jada fan, he's
failed me this time. completely failed me. it's ok
because i'm here for him 'til the end but i mean..
yah....fail.

Rock The Bells is coming !!
i am [ ] this close to making my way to
NYC this year for it. i go to miami's every year
but we don't get the entire line up, NYC does.
last year, i was fucked outta erykah & the roots.
anyways, my point is this;
peep this line up & keep an eye out for the dates
& ticket sales near you. or hey, if wanna come down
to miami, i'm all for meeting random ppl from the
interwebz in public places. random people who share
the same superb taste is music as i do.

visit www.guerillaunion.com for the complete line up & dates.

-fresh.

squid + massive amounts of vodka & rum =

2009-03-16T08:44:00.000-04:00

not a good look.

i don't think i've thrown up that much in my life.
while it felt good afterwards, the whole in the moment
feeling was absofuckinglutely not a feel good thing.

no bueno.

whilst calling upon earl, i was listening to Legend. the
illest cd of all times right next to Illmatic and Black Magic.
Bob & i, well we have this thing....gggoooooooinggg ooonnnn.
similar to me & mrs.jones but not even close. you feel me?

[ok, i'm lyin' bc there are way better & iller albums other then
the above mentioned but both Nas & Mos Def are the shit. we
could argue about this, but why? in all seriousness, why? ]

CALLE OCHO

I don't know if i was just a dumb mother fucker when i was
younger or my tastes have since been refined but let me just
say that Calle Ocho, while it used to be a mecca [no bullshit]
for some of thee most attractive men in south florida, has now
become the dark alley behind the bar with vagabonds jerking off
to the hookers who lay in wait& drunken sports fan puking
their brains out. i was, and i say this with all
due respect, HIGHLY disappointed in the ratio of
attractive men:fuglies. HIGHLY disappointed.

phila.

2009-03-13T10:08:00.000-04:00

it's true, i do. i'll be back your way this upcoming week.
please, do not worry...one day philly, you
& i will be together again. one day my dearest
philadelphia, i will rest my tired head in your
welcoming loins.

oh, how i can not wait.

peace world, it's fresh. i'm going to see where this blogging shit takes me. be forewarned however: i am vulgar..as fuck.

bless.