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Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Ski Beatz & Mos Def: Taxi
Watching the creative process from behind the scences is cool
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQ88tdNq5vM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SQ88tdNq5vM
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Letters from Romantic Nubian (Guest Blogger)
This was orignally sent out by TC@Urbanflavorz in 2006.
What's up UF family!! I would just like to thank everyone for
opening their hearts and sending me all those confessions. Now that I
see everyone else has issues, I don't feel as messed up in the
head as I did before. Now to the story I have to tell. A few
Saturdays ago, I went out to see one of my homies perform(Princess of
Controversy, check her out, she's nice!!) at one of those poetry reading
spots on 14th and U street. I had my little email printed out and
everything, I was ready to hear a good show…until I went to the front
door. First of all, my email was a week late, and second of all, it was
open mic night. I looked at my watch, and I had an hour before I could
hit another spot, so I went in and checked the joint out. As soon as I
walked through the door, I caught eyes with this beautiful brown skinned
woman, with a killer smile. After I
stared at her for a second, I realized that I knew her; so I went
over to speak to her. I spoke to her, and we chatted for about 5
minutes until suddenly, she looked across the room with a "what in the
hell??" face. I turned to see what she was looking at, only to see a
tall dark skinned man with locs standing on top of a chair,
pointing to her. I looked at dude, then looked at her and asked, "Is
that your man or something, I'm not trying to get you in trouble or
nothing.." I know how jealous dudes are, I wasn't trying to get
jumped by a bunch of poets in that joint…niggas be reciting Parables
of Battle while they stomp me out with no shoes on…but anyhoo… As I
turned around to take a look at this dude again, he was gone. I
turned around to ask her where he went and he was RIGHT BESIDE HER. In
10 seconds flat, I heard this dude ask the lady was she there
with me, what size wedding ring she wore, did she need a foot
massage, what was her mothers maiden name, did she know how
to do the Tootsie Roll, and about 5 other questions that I couldn't hear
because I was laughing too hard. I thought it was a big joke, but he
was dead serious. She shot him down in a rather harsh
manner, told me goodbye, and stormed out the door. After about
almost a minute of silence, I asked dude, " Aye Slim, where's the
bar." He showed me, and the humor started from there. The brother
called himself Romantic Nubian. He was a "righteous" brother from
Africa who said his mission in life was to "spread love the
old fashioned way." To make a long story short, me and dude rapped at
the bar and got twisted. After about our 6th or 7th shot, he
started rolling up to females and just singing to them. Most of the
time, he was off key and didn't know the right words to the song…
straight Eddie Kane Style. We had the bartender laughing so hard, that
she stated inviting people to come and speak to us. I then
signed up for a shot on the mic, and brought him onstage. We took
questions from the crowd, and had our own little "Dr. Phil" type of show
going on. I'll leave you all with the Question and Answer
session from the "Dear Romantic Nubian" show:
Dear Romantic Nubian,
I need your help. Since you have the word "romantic" in your name,
maybe you can help me out. My girl tells me that I am not romantic
enough for her. I am scared that if the romance is missing in our
relationship, then she will go look for it elsewhere. Help me out
brotha!!!
Have no fear black man, I know ROMANCE!!
May I suggest cooking for your soul mate? How about a "vegan"
surprise to ensure good health? A warm platter complete
with "squash" or fried "okra" makes any candlelight dinner
complete. How about sketching a portrait of her while reciting a
couple of passages of poetry? Here are some key words that might be
helpful "Stars", "Moon", "Cipher", "Spirit", "Soul" make sure you
say each verse with "angst" to fully convey the potency of your
love. When the above is done, pop in a Julia Roberts flick then can get
ready for some "power aggressive cuddling". No sex, just> aggressive cuddling and holding. You can also compliment
this night with songs by Craig David or Bobby McFerrin.
Hey Romantic Nubian,
My girlfriend and I broke up and she will not let it go. She
follows me to every lesbian bar/club that I go to, and I'm really
starting to fear for my life. What to do?
If someone is still madly in love with you once you have showed
disinterest, it can be very difficult. There are instances where you
have to be cruel to be kind to save the person from their self. This
can be painful, but the best are able to keep their pride. I have often
been that person still madly in love, I know even me. Here
are some helpful things that I have heard that made me "wake up `:
"Nigga f*ck you and you poems"
" Aren't the Knicks or SOMEBODY playing basketball......MAN DAMN!
..........SHEESH"!!!
"Aye dog, she sleep right now, if I see this number again I'm going to
slap the shit out of you".
"CUDDLE??? My brother GET REAL!!"
These things words help me realize there was no longer hope, but
only in this lifetime.
Dear Romantic Nubian,
I am a white guy who is in love with black women. I love everything
about them, the way they walk, talk, dress...everything about them turns
me ON! But I'm not a cool "Eminem" white guy...I'm basically a nerd.
What can I do?
Hello Kind Brother devoid of melanin,
Hope everything is grand in your world, and the stars and the moon are
aligning on this joyous day of peace. You seem to be enamored in this
young urban lifestyle is this what draws you to these women? Women want
to feel special, negro women in particular. The fact you have this
sudden interest in Nubian sisters queen of the earth,
raises a red flag.
How would you like it if she was looking for a cool 'Bubba Sparks' kinda
guy instead of an 'Eminem" type. Feel that sting? That's how she would
feel. Search for her spirit and cultivate her
individuality. See if it is in fact "she" that you search for
or 'you' that she seeks. May I suggest holding hands and skipping near
the reflecting pools near our lovely Washington Monuments.
Concoct a small picnic and crack open a cantaloupe or even better in you
case a watermelon( to show that you are indeed sensitive to her needs).
This way nurture a rapport with her and fertilize your one on one
relationship.
Hey romantic,
TC told me you were African. Are you African? If so I have a
question for you: why are African men so aggressive in the club?
All that grabbing and pulling on females, is that what's hot in the
streets of Africa?
Please don't paint us with that large brush. A lot of us that come from
Africa are among the privileged back home, some even royalty or near.
Also, Women are more submissive in general. This ego and
alcohol makes for a bad mix sometimes in a club. That being said
you must blame the actions on the individual. To answer your
question individually, I would rather write a poem or buy her a rose
from the gentleman of Latin decent who peruses the club. Instead of
grabbing or pulling I would just pull up to her bust out an
impromptu song by Ray J or Nick Cannon as a testament of my
affection. That should at least get you in the door. My brother
Solomon from the Sudan got slapped up by security for doing that.
The people mocked him and through Hypnotic on him, but he won the
young lady's heart. She even gave him her AOL instant messenger
info so he would be able to contact her. So the moral to the story is,
passive gestures of the heart shall defeat grabbing in groping, just ask
my brother Solomon.
What's up UF family!! I would just like to thank everyone for
opening their hearts and sending me all those confessions. Now that I
see everyone else has issues, I don't feel as messed up in the
head as I did before. Now to the story I have to tell. A few
Saturdays ago, I went out to see one of my homies perform(Princess of
Controversy, check her out, she's nice!!) at one of those poetry reading
spots on 14th and U street. I had my little email printed out and
everything, I was ready to hear a good show…until I went to the front
door. First of all, my email was a week late, and second of all, it was
open mic night. I looked at my watch, and I had an hour before I could
hit another spot, so I went in and checked the joint out. As soon as I
walked through the door, I caught eyes with this beautiful brown skinned
woman, with a killer smile. After I
stared at her for a second, I realized that I knew her; so I went
over to speak to her. I spoke to her, and we chatted for about 5
minutes until suddenly, she looked across the room with a "what in the
hell??" face. I turned to see what she was looking at, only to see a
tall dark skinned man with locs standing on top of a chair,
pointing to her. I looked at dude, then looked at her and asked, "Is
that your man or something, I'm not trying to get you in trouble or
nothing.." I know how jealous dudes are, I wasn't trying to get
jumped by a bunch of poets in that joint…niggas be reciting Parables
of Battle while they stomp me out with no shoes on…but anyhoo… As I
turned around to take a look at this dude again, he was gone. I
turned around to ask her where he went and he was RIGHT BESIDE HER. In
10 seconds flat, I heard this dude ask the lady was she there
with me, what size wedding ring she wore, did she need a foot
massage, what was her mothers maiden name, did she know how
to do the Tootsie Roll, and about 5 other questions that I couldn't hear
because I was laughing too hard. I thought it was a big joke, but he
was dead serious. She shot him down in a rather harsh
manner, told me goodbye, and stormed out the door. After about
almost a minute of silence, I asked dude, " Aye Slim, where's the
bar." He showed me, and the humor started from there. The brother
called himself Romantic Nubian. He was a "righteous" brother from
Africa who said his mission in life was to "spread love the
old fashioned way." To make a long story short, me and dude rapped at
the bar and got twisted. After about our 6th or 7th shot, he
started rolling up to females and just singing to them. Most of the
time, he was off key and didn't know the right words to the song…
straight Eddie Kane Style. We had the bartender laughing so hard, that
she stated inviting people to come and speak to us. I then
signed up for a shot on the mic, and brought him onstage. We took
questions from the crowd, and had our own little "Dr. Phil" type of show
going on. I'll leave you all with the Question and Answer
session from the "Dear Romantic Nubian" show:
Dear Romantic Nubian,
I need your help. Since you have the word "romantic" in your name,
maybe you can help me out. My girl tells me that I am not romantic
enough for her. I am scared that if the romance is missing in our
relationship, then she will go look for it elsewhere. Help me out
brotha!!!
Have no fear black man, I know ROMANCE!!
May I suggest cooking for your soul mate? How about a "vegan"
surprise to ensure good health? A warm platter complete
with "squash" or fried "okra" makes any candlelight dinner
complete. How about sketching a portrait of her while reciting a
couple of passages of poetry? Here are some key words that might be
helpful "Stars", "Moon", "Cipher", "Spirit", "Soul" make sure you
say each verse with "angst" to fully convey the potency of your
love. When the above is done, pop in a Julia Roberts flick then can get
ready for some "power aggressive cuddling". No sex, just> aggressive cuddling and holding. You can also compliment
this night with songs by Craig David or Bobby McFerrin.
Hey Romantic Nubian,
My girlfriend and I broke up and she will not let it go. She
follows me to every lesbian bar/club that I go to, and I'm really
starting to fear for my life. What to do?
If someone is still madly in love with you once you have showed
disinterest, it can be very difficult. There are instances where you
have to be cruel to be kind to save the person from their self. This
can be painful, but the best are able to keep their pride. I have often
been that person still madly in love, I know even me. Here
are some helpful things that I have heard that made me "wake up `:
"Nigga f*ck you and you poems"
" Aren't the Knicks or SOMEBODY playing basketball......MAN DAMN!
..........SHEESH"!!!
"Aye dog, she sleep right now, if I see this number again I'm going to
slap the shit out of you".
"CUDDLE??? My brother GET REAL!!"
These things words help me realize there was no longer hope, but
only in this lifetime.
Dear Romantic Nubian,
I am a white guy who is in love with black women. I love everything
about them, the way they walk, talk, dress...everything about them turns
me ON! But I'm not a cool "Eminem" white guy...I'm basically a nerd.
What can I do?
Hello Kind Brother devoid of melanin,
Hope everything is grand in your world, and the stars and the moon are
aligning on this joyous day of peace. You seem to be enamored in this
young urban lifestyle is this what draws you to these women? Women want
to feel special, negro women in particular. The fact you have this
sudden interest in Nubian sisters queen of the earth,
raises a red flag.
How would you like it if she was looking for a cool 'Bubba Sparks' kinda
guy instead of an 'Eminem" type. Feel that sting? That's how she would
feel. Search for her spirit and cultivate her
individuality. See if it is in fact "she" that you search for
or 'you' that she seeks. May I suggest holding hands and skipping near
the reflecting pools near our lovely Washington Monuments.
Concoct a small picnic and crack open a cantaloupe or even better in you
case a watermelon( to show that you are indeed sensitive to her needs).
This way nurture a rapport with her and fertilize your one on one
relationship.
Hey romantic,
TC told me you were African. Are you African? If so I have a
question for you: why are African men so aggressive in the club?
All that grabbing and pulling on females, is that what's hot in the
streets of Africa?
Please don't paint us with that large brush. A lot of us that come from
Africa are among the privileged back home, some even royalty or near.
Also, Women are more submissive in general. This ego and
alcohol makes for a bad mix sometimes in a club. That being said
you must blame the actions on the individual. To answer your
question individually, I would rather write a poem or buy her a rose
from the gentleman of Latin decent who peruses the club. Instead of
grabbing or pulling I would just pull up to her bust out an
impromptu song by Ray J or Nick Cannon as a testament of my
affection. That should at least get you in the door. My brother
Solomon from the Sudan got slapped up by security for doing that.
The people mocked him and through Hypnotic on him, but he won the
young lady's heart. She even gave him her AOL instant messenger
info so he would be able to contact her. So the moral to the story is,
passive gestures of the heart shall defeat grabbing in groping, just ask
my brother Solomon.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Did Robert get beat by a Girl, joe?
My man got beat down by a girl on the bus when we were in junior high.He felt the chic on the butt. She in his face ready to fight. He not sweating it trying to difuse and apologize.The bus driver slammed on brakes trying to get them to stop.This caused a young Robert Umah to fall and ole girl ji stomped him out. Knotted that bamma up TURRIBLE.
The dude Robert was african.I remember his father came to my house afterwards to see if it was true that it was a GIRL that did this. Bamma had the heavy nigerian accent talking about "Is it true RRRobert gat beat bi dee GIRL? a GIRL did this to Robert? No! a GANG did this to ROBERT!!!
Robert was like one of my best dudes, so I tried to tell his dad that Robert would have won if the bus didnt slam on the brakes. That nigga father just turned his back and rolled while I was still talking. No "bye" no "alright", nothing.He was pissed that his son got PUNISHED by a 13 yr old girl. The next year they moved to Connecticut.
His father looked just like dude
I looked that bamma on FB, nigga Robert aint even accept me joe.
This story was inspired by this
http://worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshh5O9A9zjj2F2id572
The dude Robert was african.I remember his father came to my house afterwards to see if it was true that it was a GIRL that did this. Bamma had the heavy nigerian accent talking about "Is it true RRRobert gat beat bi dee GIRL? a GIRL did this to Robert? No! a GANG did this to ROBERT!!!
Robert was like one of my best dudes, so I tried to tell his dad that Robert would have won if the bus didnt slam on the brakes. That nigga father just turned his back and rolled while I was still talking. No "bye" no "alright", nothing.He was pissed that his son got PUNISHED by a 13 yr old girl. The next year they moved to Connecticut.
His father looked just like dude
I looked that bamma on FB, nigga Robert aint even accept me joe.
This story was inspired by this
http://worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshh5O9A9zjj2F2id572
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