Sunday, September 05, 2004
Continued...
SATURDAY
First good sleepin' the past few days. I awoke to my mother sittin' in the nook of the couch (@ her house) talking to me bout the extreme quiet of the morning. *SMILE*. I LOVE MY MOMZ! So I had my coffee and went to finish the mess my crib. Half packed and extreme weather prepared half assed. That took a few hours to make sense of. I packed semi water proofed bins in stages from most important to leftovers. The fashion designer I am funny enough left the clothes for last and outside of my equipment wasn't really on the agenda...LMAO. Anyhow that was it for the day outside of errands. I did have a chance to logistify my opinion on Jill's new album. What Iza gots to say...
First, golden is my ish so much to the point that I got me a necklace that is gold (out the range of my steez) that says FREEDOM. Cause Iza FREE (in that ol' slave accent). Number 4 The Fact Is. Too fly reminds me of Mary J Blige’s "Beautiful Ones". Just purrrty in philosophy and musically. My favorite is Talk To Me...for them niggas I'm still tortured by my love for them and their aloofness mixed with their majikal presence and my observance of such. Then she breaks it down, grandma stylee with the Jazz break....OOOO000oo. *flinching* My next hotspot on this album is Number 10 Can't Explain. I wish I knew what it was to regret my lack of effort in love. Then it's Not Like Crazy that drives me crazy...all I can say is Jill shares her happiness on this album where the first was so bitter sweet. I wish I could taste her content and reflection. Yes she expresses that "beautifully human" shit well! Though when I first heard it I was like WTF, where's the gatdam spoken word??? Then I listened to the lyrics...and realized that she just transcended, it's still there. I wanna be that expression. The whole album is enjoyable filled with a syrupy, whispery fullness that at times reminds me of Minnie (Riperton for the lost). Hella 70's vibe in a lot of the arrangements of the music. I am musically satisfied. That's all you gonna get from me for a review. But really this album makes me think of the loves in my life, and the variables they required in all their sweetness and discord but more of the beautiful memories and wisdom as a result still linger. This record makes me think of listening to it in NYC, driving, where clarity is familiar.
My energy is so scattered, but movement is highlighted as the center focus.
"Change is the nature of genius."
~James Dean
I WISH I WERE HERE
Cinque Terre, Italy
click
i will get there...soon.
soakinitallup.
SATURDAY
First good sleepin' the past few days. I awoke to my mother sittin' in the nook of the couch (@ her house) talking to me bout the extreme quiet of the morning. *SMILE*. I LOVE MY MOMZ! So I had my coffee and went to finish the mess my crib. Half packed and extreme weather prepared half assed. That took a few hours to make sense of. I packed semi water proofed bins in stages from most important to leftovers. The fashion designer I am funny enough left the clothes for last and outside of my equipment wasn't really on the agenda...LMAO. Anyhow that was it for the day outside of errands. I did have a chance to logistify my opinion on Jill's new album. What Iza gots to say...
First, golden is my ish so much to the point that I got me a necklace that is gold (out the range of my steez) that says FREEDOM. Cause Iza FREE (in that ol' slave accent). Number 4 The Fact Is. Too fly reminds me of Mary J Blige’s "Beautiful Ones". Just purrrty in philosophy and musically. My favorite is Talk To Me...for them niggas I'm still tortured by my love for them and their aloofness mixed with their majikal presence and my observance of such. Then she breaks it down, grandma stylee with the Jazz break....OOOO000oo. *flinching* My next hotspot on this album is Number 10 Can't Explain. I wish I knew what it was to regret my lack of effort in love. Then it's Not Like Crazy that drives me crazy...all I can say is Jill shares her happiness on this album where the first was so bitter sweet. I wish I could taste her content and reflection. Yes she expresses that "beautifully human" shit well! Though when I first heard it I was like WTF, where's the gatdam spoken word??? Then I listened to the lyrics...and realized that she just transcended, it's still there. I wanna be that expression. The whole album is enjoyable filled with a syrupy, whispery fullness that at times reminds me of Minnie (Riperton for the lost). Hella 70's vibe in a lot of the arrangements of the music. I am musically satisfied. That's all you gonna get from me for a review. But really this album makes me think of the loves in my life, and the variables they required in all their sweetness and discord but more of the beautiful memories and wisdom as a result still linger. This record makes me think of listening to it in NYC, driving, where clarity is familiar.
My energy is so scattered, but movement is highlighted as the center focus.
"Change is the nature of genius."
~James Dean
I WISH I WERE HERE
Cinque Terre, Italy
click
i will get there...soon.
soakinitallup.
