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#OccupyCopper: A Short By @GREEDYJohnny

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Fri, 16 Dec 2011 03:07:00 +0000

Copper is no stranger to expressing his thoughts. There are numerous videos of him on Youtube giving his different perceptions gradually of the #OccupyAtlanta movement and how it not only impacted his life but also shows how a man of no wealth or stature is able to see what millions of Americans overlook. The beauty that I find in these #Occupy___ Movements that Americans are going to their roots of utilizing their rights to assembly, speak out against injustices, and force the wealthy to pay attention. What @GREEDYJohnny brings to light is that there is a force in a group of people that are often overlooked: the homeless. Copper expresses what should be done and why they aren't being done. As the #Occupy___ Movements continue to spread across the world every city is forced to see their injustices, faults, wrongs, and evildoings. I just wonder if things will ever be right.

What are some things that you find wrong in your neighborhood?

See through his eyes:

@GREEDYJohnny

http://www.GreedmontPark.com/

http://johnanthony.bandcamp.com/

Legit - A Nigger In Northface

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Mon, 05 Dec 2011 02:57:00 +0000

This has to be one of the most provocative indie songs to have come out in a long time. Race has always been a sensitive issue on both sides of the color spectrum and yet even after all this time we still fight, and even die over love in the worst ways. Whether it's a black man "selling out" and marrying a white woman or a sistah marrying the white man for his "money" the stereotypes, disgust, and hate makes it just harder to get along. I'm sure we have all been there. I personally can relate to this - not that I have ever dated a white guy but - because my mother told me from jump street "don't run off to college and snatch you a white boy" not because she is racist she just think we would have nothing in common. -___- Thanks mom. I think this will always be an issue because folk will always have their prejudices but I appreciate the boldness of legit to tell a story, stick behind it, be honest, and force people to think. This is what music is about to me. This to me is Hip Hop. Speaking against things that hurt us. Right on brotha'! Be with that white girl if you want to. . . I ain't mad at ya!

Cee Lo - Bodies

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Fri, 18 Nov 2011 04:11:00 +0000

Cee Lo voice currently epitomizes what pure raw soul music is. He makes death soulful. Crazy cool. The video is directed by Mikael Columbo who is bringing back Jankyvision.

MFN

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Mon, 14 Nov 2011 19:02:00 +0000

I woke up singing this song. Weird. Ehhh. Looking forward to hearing this new Mary J. Blige project.

Rihanna - We Found Love

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 04:25:00 +0000

Ok Rihanna we know you are not over the whole Chris Brown thing but what message are you really trying to send out here? That Chris was druggy/smoked out rage machine? I guess child. Lyrics are trite and the beat is ok the video is what saves this song. Its provocative in the sense that it's provoking people to view their relationship in a new light beyond the fight. She needs to let it go. But whatever. . .

"Dear, Outkast... Sincerely, Erykah" By @AlcoholHarmony

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Thu, 20 Oct 2011 03:33:00 +0000

I will always be a fan of Duran Bernarr. He sings with emotion, attitude and most importantly personality.

Just enjoy.

dye Dye DYE!!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Tue, 23 Aug 2011 03:09:00 +0000

SO. . . I woke up this morning and decided to dye my hair. Not impulsively. . This was a very thought out decision - almost a year in the making. Color of choice: Cinnamon Brown Permanent Color by Creme of Nature.

I used 2 boxes of the Cinnamon Brown and I probably should have used 3 boxes. Rather have too much then have just shy of enough. ;-)
But the experience went faster than I expected.

1. Part hair in sections.
2. Mixed Gel product into bottle.
3. Shake until the products mix well.
4. Apply all over head.
5. Now the box said to wait 30 minutes but I waited close to an hour.
6. Rinse, Shampoo and condition. . . .

VOILA!

I am very happy with the results. It was a simple project and very inexpensive. $5.89 per box of dye. I'll for sure touch it up in about a month or so. 3 boxes this time Lol. .

I can officially say I can do it all when it comes to hair. . . Braids, Straight, and now COLOR. =] See you in 2 weeks.

rEVOLVEr - Ransom Note

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Sat, 23 Jul 2011 19:30:00 +0000

Ransom Note drops his 3rd mixtape entitled rEVOLVEr hosted by DJ Nine6. I always get excited about music from independent artists. My favorite track is undoubtedly Thrice Cream the beginning of the lyrics are:

"Give a man a fish, he'll eat for a day

Give a man a whip, he'll eat off the slave

Give the slave a chance , he'll take it and run free

That slave will sow a seed, that seed becomes me."

The revolutionist in me is stirred every time I listen to it because with all that is happening in the world we can trace the beginnings to this very same scenario. With the plethora of music that is being put out there I feel like something BIG is coming. All I need now is for Lauryn Hill to give birth and get back in the studio and all would be right it in the Music world.

Download. Listen. Spread. REVOLT.

Follow the EVOLUTION:

@RansomNoteFYM

www.TheArtKlüb.com

My Art, My Love - Barbara Joas

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Sat, 23 Jul 2011 18:08:00 +0000

My Art, My Love uses ideas formulated by dreams and gives them a unique, tangible voice ipoetic verse form. This stimulating literary compilation promotes harmony among artists of all sorts as they endure the endless journey of self-discovery and learn to translate this way of life to all who can relate. From the imagery depicted in "Still Life" to the gritty love woes in "Nonexistent Love," Joas' words radiate messages in the most compelling ways.

Bio

Barbara Joas is a Haitian-American writer and performer. While earning a degree from the University of Miami, she published her first two collections of poetry: Darkness Fell into Light in 2006 and Liberate Me in 2008. My Art, My Love is her latest creative work coming alive on each page.

Works:

My Art, My Love ( 2011)

Liberate Me (2008)

Darkness Fell Into Light (2006)

I for one have always been inspired by independent do-ers. Independent film makers, artists, designers, and of course writers. They don't do it for the fame but for the love of art. I find it to be the highest form of respect to art nowadays because just because someone is able to do something does not mean they do it well. Independent thinkers do what they feel is right to them and not what is right with the time. They express through their respective mediums uninhibitedly to provide the truths, emotions, and sometimes even a reality that we folk may tend to ignore.

Keep In Contact:

@PoetikSoul27

Facebook: Barbara Joas

Theory: Men And Weave. . .

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Sat, 23 Jul 2011 17:17:00 +0000

One day I was in line in at CVS buying some iron supplements for my anemic self, and the guy behind me tapped me on my shoulder. I turned around, not with the most welcoming of facial expressions, and I said "What?"
Him: "Is that all of YOUR hair?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "REALLY wow. You must be mixed huh?"
Me: " No. I'm Haitian." -___-

And I walked off. I get that often from women but it's like for some reason I get pissed off when a man does it. I don't have a real reason for that yet- but when I do I'll let you know and then apologize. Only then. But back to the topic. . . I believe the reason why some men, and by some I mean MOST men in Miami like their woman to wear weave is because . . . . well look for yourself:

I guarantee you that you are looking at the same woman. The effects of hair color, texture, style and I think most importantly length - it changes the face of the woman. The hair color alter the perception of ones skin tone. So what does this have to do with men?

Simple. SEX. A woman who wear weaves religiously alters her face slightly depending on the drastic change from the previous hair do. Adding in the factor of make-up, she has a new face. Thus when the guy have sex with he perceives that he is having sex with a different woman yet it being the same girl.

And I am sure no one is complaining about tracks if they have that visual effect. Of course this is not the case for every guy but in talking with a few of my friends they say it's VERY true. Especially if it is a drastic style that resembles a celebrity. Fantasies are triggered by the slightest of things.

Now on the flip side? When it comes to a dry patch and the woman wearing the weave no longer can afford it. . . Does she recognize herself?

Melanie Fiona - I Belong To Your Heart (Sam Cooke Cover)

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Thu, 21 Jul 2011 01:44:00 +0000

This is v

Singing

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Sat, 21 May 2011 01:00:00 +0000

I find myself singing more and more. Not to get signed or anything - I could never be a celebrity - but like to myself. I find it to be so relieving. I don't know how folk can just share that with other people, let alone the world. I notice the things that I enjoy doing and feel instant gratification from, I can't do publicly. There have been a few times where I've sung in a choir and I had a little solo, and I'd either sing so low (see what I did there? ;-) that anyone could barely hear me or I would have an anxiety attack and walk off stage. *shrugs* I don't know. Maybe I'm weird. I'm QUICK to criticize a singer though. Habit I guess. Stush. Anyways, I notice there's an over -saturation of "artists" in the industry. Technology and folks starving themselves to pay for it makes it too easy for people to be dubbed as so. So what do we do? We encourage the bullshit. With viral this and download that. It's like spare me. Music no longer has it value, much like the American dollar. Hence, I deleted my iTunes library. ALL of it. Only music I have is a jump drive of Rotimi and links/ submissions in my email. And what's ever on my phone. I need to feel moved. Stir my soul damnit. Like seriously, make me feel the words you are singing with each note, rise and falls of your breaths, pain in your timbre and life in your tone. Until then, I'll just sing to myself.

Nadia Myrthil invited you to Dropbox

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Fri, 13 May 2011 03:37:00 +0000

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Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind, And Naked by Gene Thornton

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Thu, 07 Apr 2011 03:54:00 +0000

I'm sure from looking at the title we can all attest that we can fall into one of those categories one way or another - all before God. For those who may not be "religious" - I so hate that term because religion doesn't save someone it is their personal relationship with God that saves them- or believe in God then unfortunately this post is for you. =]

Wretched, Pitiful, Poor, Blind, And Naked is exactly what it states to be. It is the personal, and most humble testimony that I have yet to come across of a person dying to self. What I like most about it is that it sheds light on the fact that artists in the music industry are mindful of God, and that not every artists is agnostic or don't acknowledge God. I find it refreshing that with his accolades, that he writes so simply and bluntly the terrors that he faced in his life, with supporting scripture expounded on accurately. He acknowledges Gods presence while in and out of his plights- as well as the Devil without blaming the devil for anything he did. I'm moved. I have a new found respect for Gene Thornton also known as Malice from The Clipse.

"So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked: I counsel thee to buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayest be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayest be clothed, and that the shame of thy nakedness do not appear; and anoint thine eyes with eyesalve, that thou mayest see.

As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent."

Revelations 3: 16-19

Timothy Bloom - Until The End Of Time

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Sun, 03 Apr 2011 05:42:00 +0000

I haven't written in a long time because I have nothing to say without hurting someone - and even myself. Writing is so freeing but at times looking back at things written or said is just flat out sad. Then I come across gems like Timothy Bloom and all is right with the world. Love is beautiful.

Chat'N With Leon

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Wed, 23 Mar 2011 01:39:00 +0000

Big K.R.I.T. - K.R.I.T. Wuz Here

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Mon, 28 Feb 2011 17:38:00 +0000

So while riding in my friends car one day, he began playing this music and I was like this makes me think, makes me feel the things that I'm listening to. I like this. We now live in the days where Mixtapes are King and the underground scene is filled with the raw potential and intellect that Hip Hop seems to lack in this present day. Big K.R.I.T. (King Remembered In Time) is coming out of Meridian, Mississippi and to be quite honest, I don't know when he dropped this mixtape but it is solid. He discusses topics from perspective that is very much humble yet matter of factly. Here are a few lines from Children Of The World:

" I'm pretty sure my first words were 'survival'
Looking for the answers to my problems in the Bible
Cause we just try and decode all the secrets
My conversations with God always seem leave him speechless
And even when I was at my worst like "we got to make this work"
My girl found time to leave me, too broke to give a fuck, though
My past relationships got me like "what up, ho? "
I'm just bitter, I ain't asking what you fuck for
As disrespectful, I admit
I was just saying, if you wonder why I call you "bitch"
Cause we just, guess I look up to the pimps
I ain't saying it wasn't wrong, but they had the freshest fits
The cars and the broads and the kicks
Is something to strive for when you ain't never had shit
I'm feeling like what the fuck, they want my soul
Like my ancestors' ain't enough
If I can't trust my own government, who can I trust?
If I abuse myself daily, who can I love?
Shorty might have AIDS like who can I fuck? Sure enough
That be the day that the rubber bust or I have a kid
The pride to all the things that my father did
Cause the momma was a groupie and I was on some rapper shit
They gave me Hell like I asked for it
Signing everything under the sun but they ain't after K.R.I.T. "

One of the many reasons why I love music, because it is proof that sometimes it is better to listen than to speak.

Click the picture above to download.

Bedside Reflections: Med School

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Fri, 25 Feb 2011 03:29:00 +0000

I'm laying on this bed and I can't help but think about what am I supposed to be doing with my life. I'm now in my second semester at FIU and I can say for the most part that I am comfortable. I'm involved, I have a wonderful job, and I have made wonderful and meaningful relationships with faculty members who are now viewed as mentors. Only thing left is me.

I always found it weird and or borderline annoying when folk would say things like "you're such a genius" or " you have great potential", I always feel uneasily flattered and depending on who its from - annoyed. For as long as I can remember I've been wanting to be a Doctor. I love everything that has to deal with being a doctor. But as I'm in college now and I'm going through the motions in route of that goal, I can't help but think "Am I really cut out for this?". Some think I'm just being humble - those are usually the ones who are calling me a genius- others think I'm just lazy, which is partly true but most of all and importantly - I don't know what to think. I can't help but feel that something that I wanted for so long and so bad should come with ease. Then I'm reminded "The Prize Is Only As Great As The Struggle". I go through this circular reasoning in my head all the time and yet I'm not motivated to go the long nights. So I'm like.... what the hell I'm supposed to be doing with my life? This struggle I don't particularly like at all. I read statuses left and right talking about folks taking their MCATS and being accepted into Medical School and I'm just like >_< . Yea. I know this is what I want to do, but I just font seem to know how to make myself go along the perfect route of doing it.

Distant Relatives - Patience

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Thu, 10 Feb 2011 03:07:00 +0000

Nas is back with the philosophical lyricism.

All is right with the (hip hop) world again.

Adele 21

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Sun, 06 Feb 2011 06:09:00 +0000

If anything pushes you to buy the album it ought to be this.

Cortical Localization and TMS

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Wed, 02 Feb 2011 19:58:00 +0000

So the other day someone or maybe it was a bot - I don't know - tweeted me and was like What kind of username is LadyNeuro? I didn't respond but I guess I will here. *shrugs* I've always had a special liking for the brain and its functions. We have gone so far in Medicine and yet the very things that allows us to be humans in all our glory we cannot even fully map out. So from that notion alone I've always been intrigued about Neuroscience. The above video is an example of a man undergoing Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation (TMS). TMS releases magnetic waves that disrupt neural processes at a focused cortical source. From the disruption and location we can determine which areas of the brain affect executive function, central cohesion, motor functions and etc. I am currently working in a research lab and I am thinking about using this type of stimulation to prove or reject my hypothesis.

NO.

I'm not saying what it is. . .

Mary J. Blige- I Can Love You

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Fri, 28 Jan 2011 05:34:00 +0000

". . . sitting here,

wondering why you don't love me?

The way that I love you and baby have no fear

'cause I would never ever hurt you

and you know my love is real. . . "

The funny thing about validating that something or someone is "better" is that even though that is the case it is not up to you but the person or thing you are trying to convince, and we all know folk don't realize things till hindsight. I really like this song.

SWV- Can We

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Fri, 28 Jan 2011 05:26:00 +0000

". . . just as long as I'm with you."

First Day On The Job: SWSG!

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Thu, 27 Jan 2011 20:15:00 +0000

Last semester before the winter break I was walking out of a meeting when I walked past the door of the Women's Center - there next to it were applications to be a Strong Women, Strong Girls mentor.

I remember hearing of SWSG when I was a student at the University of Pittsburgh and I found it to be something that I was always interested in but due to my untimely departure I never got the chance to really and truly check it out.

So I grabbed an application.

I filled it out, turned it in the same afternoon.

I was emailed about an interview a couple of weeks later.

I went for my interview and of course I didn't know what to expect, because this is not like a job where they expect you to perform according to skills you have learned along the way, this is a position where they seek people who have persevered, and dealt with things so that they can relate to child who are mirror of themselves. The children that are to be mentored are Elementary school girls between grades 3 and 5 that have a need that is not being met.

Strong Women, Strong Girls is a nationally recognized mentoring program dedicated to raising the aspirations and self-esteem of elementary school girls. The program connects girls with college women and puts them on the path from the classroom to the boardroom—or any other path they choose to take.

I felt like the interview wasn't an interview. I felt like I was just talking to some friends about life and the lessons we learn and the importance of them. That was it. I cried during my interview because they asked me who my role model was and I mentioned a few people and when I come to think of it I realized that none of my role models were family members, but people who I would consider closer than family. The irony of life.

So later on at the end of the Fall semester I received word that I was accepted to be a Mentor for Strong Women, Strong Girls and as quickly as I was elated, I became nervous. I wondered what could I really offer these young girls because nowadays life is just as hard for me- or even harder- for little girls.

I started Spring semester meeting other Mentors, and training by the help of SWSG staff and I must say that they are amazing people that are vibrant, and enthusiastic about really making a difference in the lives of young women. I wish I had similar programs when I was growing - maybe some friends of mine would still be around.

So I woke up this past Tuesday morning and I put on my gear and I headed out the door and I couldn't help but think: Would these girls take me seriously? Would they be open to me? How hard would it be to gain their trust. . . and etc. As soon as I got to my site location all that went out the door. They greeted me and my fellow mentors with smiles, and few of them even hugged us. It was like despite the slight change of faces they still were anxious to begin the activities that we had for them. They were attentive, excited, participating, and I must say the best part of the day was hearing them talk and reading over their journal entries. Their minds are so rich, yet so fragile at the same time and they CLEARLY know whats right from wrong- they just seem to seek reassurance, and guidance. Reassurance and guidance- it seems something so simple can make such a difference in a child's life. They spoke of their goals, what they like and don't like about school but they all knew the importance of it. They all knew that they mustn't stop trying to do better, because they know it will help them be better. That encouraged me ironically because Lord knows I'm tired of being an Undergrad but what has to be done has to be done. I smiled a lot, because on my first day it was more rewarding than I ever thought it to be. Driving home after the day was done, I couldn't help but reflect on my own life and think of my own habits that I might need to keep in check so that I won't be more of a detriment than a help to these girls. I guess that is what one of my Staff members was talking about - there is an energy of mutual empowerment that happens is just amazing. I may not be the Strongest Women on the planet but I will make it my mission to help these my girls become Strong Girls. The journey just began but I'm excited.

Creating communities of strong and successful women today, supporting the strong and successful women of tomorrow!

http://swsg.org

Cee Lo -Neighbor

noreply@blogger.com (Naddy) — Mon, 24 Jan 2011 02:46:00 +0000

I love the stories that music tells. We all have been the neighbor once or twice, looking in over the fence and wondering how wonderful things would be if things were vice versa. Or if things were just a little bit different then yada yada yada. . . But it's like the hardships in life attest to our character, and help shape and define who we are. No one got it better than the next person it is all about how things are being dealt with.

I don't deal with things well but I handle things fairly - at least I think so. I think what gets me is my perfect memory.

I can't forget.