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Mood Ring: Marquis Phifer

In his own words, #nowplaying the soundtrack to Founder of Provision NYC, Marquis Phifer‘s life.


“(M)elodies From Heaven” – Kirk Franklin & The Family

​I chose this song because​ we live in a culture where needing people’s validation becomes more important than having God’s anointing, and you’ll sell yourself short. We hear so many other voices and melodies from the outside world when God wants us to allow him to guide us in our decisions, He whispers information that we can never learn any place else but we must learn to hear Him.



“(A)ward Tour” – A Tribe Called Quest

I chose this song because I am an evangelist for adventure and international upgrades. This song makes me want to grab my passport, live out of a suitcase (Zero Halliburton) and 5 star hotels in London, Paris, Houston, Miami and be a champion of change inspiring others to show up to their unshakable dreams. You will be surprised that a lot of people are not present in their own lives. They will work a 9-5 for someone else, but won’t even show up to their dreams.



“(R)elentless” – Hillsong United

I chose this song because it reminds me how God’s love is relentless. In our culture we praise and uplift the wrong things. We have to start demanding a return on our investments (what we spend our time investing in; other people, and things with no return). People may see your potential or have some idea about the direction you are headed in, but no one can get you there except God. Your source is greater than your situation, circumstance and your personal pain. You can’t have the Promise without the Process. There’s a Blessing chasing you Goodness & Mercy is waiting to bless you for your Faithfulness. Bless what’s blessing you, Feed what’s feeding you.



“(Q)ueen of the Night” – Whitney Houston

I chose this song because sometimes you can’t always give a damn about what people think about you. I have tunnel vision so most think I’m rude and unrelatable and I don’t like explaining myself because perception is not one of my issues. Everyone acts like they want to change the world and do legendary and epic things but that same person will be misunderstood because of others insecurities, intimidation, struggles with power, and their marriage to mediocrity. I’m not here for the shenanigans, so then they label you as selfish. Trying to be Great is like one of those pill commercials….the glory is highlighted but the side effects of other peoples opinions you have to deal with come at the very end in small print. Note: being Great will cause people to be uncomfortable around you, misunderstand your passion, see you as intimidating, and then categorize you as overstepping your boundaries. But how are you supposed to do legendary and epic things if you’re following the norm? I don’t even get mad at things anymore…it’s like, oh okay. That’s cool, I guess.



“(U)pgrade U” – Beyonce

I chose this song because most people are not dating someone they can have a future with, they are dating someone that’s convenient. Why do people accept unequally yoked relationships? Your partner is a reflection to where you’re going. Be with someone who has your same rhythm. Hold out until you find your EQUAL. Equally yoked. Because equality was fought for so why do you settle. Stop settling for a counterfeit life when you’re worth so much more. Hold out until you find your equal. Remain confident in the chaos. Relationships are supposed to add not subtract. Iron sharpens iron.



“(I)mpossible” – Kanye West

I chose this song because everything you want is on the other side of fear. Fear kills more dreams than failure ever could. Fear is like a seed in the womb of your mind, it’s your choice to incubate it or reject it! You are never too late to correct your navigation and move into your purpose and destiny. There is no time to be average in a world full of crowns. Your story begins on ground level, with footsteps. Don’t follow in someone else’s footsteps stay busy walking in your own. Get rid of that economy mindset. We are Great Whites in a sea of opportunities on a mission to hunt not Dolphins just cruising.



“(S)et the Atmosphere” – Kurt Carr & The Kurt Carr Singers


I chose this song because someone once told me not to bite off more than I can chew. I said I’d rather choke on greatness than nibble on mediocrity. Sometimes your blessing is delayed based on what you’re hooked up to. What you listen to, who you hang with, that all matters. Your 5 closest friends shows you your future. You set the tone for your life. Stop settling for half assed relationships. Set your atmosphere. When you are built to be faithful, you will endanger your blessings when you start to settle.

Fall 2014: My Five Most Anticipated Albums

Here are five albums coming out soon that I’m dying to hear.


1) Stars – “No One is Lost” – October 14

In 2005, Stars, a little band from Canada, released an album called Set Yourself on Fire, and I’ve been hooked ever since. Stars is my go to band to listen to when I’m driving home on a cool evening with the windows down. Here’s the first single from their new album.

2) Taylor Swift – “1989″ – October 27

Absolutely no irony here. While I try to cultivate good taste, I will never stop loving quality pop music. And Taylor Swift writes a lot of quality pop music. If you think you’re too cool to appreciate some T-Swift, we probably have very little in common. (but that’s okay!) In case you haven’t heard it yet, here’s Shake It Off.


3) Damien Rice – “My Favourite Faded Fantasy” – November 3

It’s been 8 long years since the magnificent Damien Rice released an album, and it looks like we’re in for a treat. If you think your significant other might dump you soon, politely ask him or her to wait until this album is out so Damien can help get you through the heartache. Here’s our first taste of the new album. Subtle and haunting, everything I wanted it to be.


4) Kanye West – TBD – TBD

In a recent GQ interview, Kanye West said he hopes to release his follow-up to Yeezus sometime in September. Or maybe October. Or maybe November. Hopefully it’ll be sometime before the end of the year. Kanye’s body of work is entertaining/brilliant/challenging/contradictory/frustrating/nuts/interesting, and I’m excited to see what Ye has for us next. I’m sort of expecting this album to drop at any second. Or next summer. Who knows?


5) Kendrick Lamar – TBD – TBD

Kendrick’s first album,good kid, m.A.A.d City, was an album I spent a lot of time wrestling with, so I’m looking forward to hearing what Kendrick has been working on since 2012. There are rumors that he’s releasing a new single on Tuesday.

Bonus: Frank Ocean – TBD – TBD

Frank Ocean has been talking about his new album for a while now. He recently said he’s working with producers Hit-Boy, who worked on Watch the Throne, and Rodney Jerkins. I want to hear new music from Mr. Ocean more than any other artist alive, I think.


This post originally appeared on Further Up & Further In

Money Needs Me

celebrity, human currency, neon trafficking flashing lights, in god we trust, monarchy, illuminate me, free market new slaves, live your cash, kill the cow..

necessity sees me, desire feeds me, schadenfreude bleeds freely … the fame monster … the framed rockstar … it’s just entertainment … and the economy stupid

140 characters …

courtesy is the currency


USD Grade: Created Capitol … May the Odds Be Ever in Your Favor


$1 // Britney Spears (George Washington)



$2 // Beyonce (Thomas Jefferson)
– Sally Hemmings

yeezymoney2$5 // Kanye West (Abraham Lincoln)
– Free the new slaves // Gettysburg Address / Devil in a New Dress // Emancipation Proclamation / Late Registration // Graduation / Emancipation // Assassinated / John Wilkes Booth / Ford’s Theatre / Dead Spectator / Dead Spectacle / Dead off-stage / Booth/Booth/Studio // Stovetop Hat/Pleated Kilt // Civil War



$10 // Lady GaGa (Alexander Hamilton – DOB September 11, 1789)
– Founding Father / Mother Monster // Chief of Staff to Washington (Spearsian / Watch the Calderone / Vanguard) – Federalist Party Founder // Fame Monster Ball Mistress: Black and White ; Marry the Night / policies called for a national bank, tariffs, and good relations with Britain as expressed in the Jay Treaty negotiated in 1794. / Good relations with Bey as expressed in the JAY Treaty // Built with the support of bankers and businessmen in order to support Hamilton’s fiscal policies. / Built with social tech startups and creative capitalists in order to support the GaGa’s factory fashion policies // These supporters grew into the Federalist Party committed to a fiscally sound and nationalistic government. / These supporters grew into the Haus // Monsters Inc. … Fans and the free market … blind love and the usurpation of adoration … little monsters … commercial interest and youth culture cannibalism … don’t be part of the machine, make the machine a part of thee … let my blood flow through the press … to publicized privacy, frame the line and print me



$50 // Jay-Z (Ulysses S. Grant)
– Yankee General, Drunk in Love



$100 // Madonna + Michael Jackson (Benjamin Franklin)

Happy 10th Birthday to “The College Dropout”

 “Through the wire, to the limit to the wall; for a chance to be with you, I’d gladly risk it all…” #dropthuglife

Junior year of high school, despite – and in a contrarian way, due to – the re-election of George W. Bush, 2004 was an amazing year in an equally understated way. Off the heels of Jay-Z’s blueprint, in the slightly distant midst of red-crossed cameras, stood the gifted present of a re-educated maestro, the Don in pink Polo: Kanye West. Ten years ago today, pre-Yeezus walked onto the scene a solo rapper; through the wires, past the slow jamz, West set his own blueprint for fame’s new workout plan. Ten years ago, Anna Nicole Smith had her own double wide and rode a plane. Ten years ago, Stacey Dash was on the road to riches and diamond rings. Ten years ago, Chaka Khan laced the soundtrack for chaining day. Ten years ago, radio needed this – not sex, lies, videotape. Ten years ago, and today: Yeezy taught me how dropouts rise. Happy 10th Birthday, The College Dropout.

#POPCANONS The Anatomy of Sonic Iconography, Est. 2013

Here’s a little story that I made up, so let’s make believe: four years ago I had a party that was too much fun for me…

– “I’ve Just Begun (Having My Fun)”


Back in 2009, I had a little fun drafting up my list of the top twelve Pop artists from the first decade of the millennium (I get bored, it happens). I made up a little narrative of the icons that lived the blueprint for a global lifestyle – more than a genre, an ongoing epic poem defining the general public of that elusive scene, scape, soundtrack we like to call Pop. I was fresh out of undergrad; but forever a 90s kid caught in the nostalgia of homecoming kings, queens, and courts, naturally I paired off the lords and ladies of the said vanity fair, in a fitting hommage to the heralded pantheon of celebrity (which is effectually no more than a glamorized high school) #youcantsitwithus Five coupled jesters of the court, a pair of regal deities, and a pair of honorable mentions (because it’s America – so as long as you’re the best loser, there’s space for you on the podium – but don’t get crazy).

The list went a little something like this…

King and Queen

Monstrous Mavens (Fame Killers): Kanye West, Lady GaGa

Fame Killers

The Court

Pop Pillars: Jay Z, Madonna

Pop Pillars

Bandstand Breakouts: Justin Timberlake, Beyonce

Bandstand Breakouts

Southern Phoenix: T.I., Britney Spears

Southern Phoenix

… four more from several years ago

The Inkwell: Lil’ Wayne, Amy Winehouse

Foreign Firestarters: Radiohead, M.I.A.

Honorable Mention

The Standards: Coldplay, Christina Aguilera

Needless to say, here we are four years later and that make believe story has manifested itself into an acting baseline for all things Pop #whoknew So, I figure why not revisit 2013 from the retrospective of a kid who called the post-apocalypse way back when we were nestled comfortably in the handbasket (where am I going, and why is she next to me in this handbasket?)

If 2013 has taught us nothing (which it hasn’t) it’s that good gracious the gods can do anything if and when they put their money, minds, and blurred lines to the marketplace.

That said, this year, I am acknowledging this once-in-life-beyond-the-lifetime year where the Pop canons shot for the stars and collectively crafted the constellation, the anatomical structure, for the new age’s iconographic Pop body #welcometoRADIOactive

Anatomy of ...

Secret Project RevolutionThe Brain

Cerebral, the nervous command central – never shook, always shaking, lightyears ahead, if only for the sake of abandoning all things reductive… esoteric projections in liberation from former convention, art for freedom – or something to that effect… brainstorms and bittorrents, the tsunami, the mother spinster, still going and going – detached from the masses, pensively penetrating from the ivory tower….

Magna Carta Holy GrailThe Suit

Businessman, business, man… legal eagles and corporate partnerships, not so much music as an audio-based app, crooning for capital, daddy dearest whose road to redemption has shone most clearest… not show friends, but show business, music is the medium but the monarchy remains monetized… not the human beneath, but the threads that keep the soul or void hidden and chic for the Brooklynized sheik.

The 20/20 ExperienceThe Tie

Stranglehold on the formal, teflon dons and well-tailored maintenance of the white-collar standard… a bow here, a bollo there… a cherry on top to manufacture the anti-flop. Necessary symbols of male convention, ladies love it – in theory and private practice – but effectually nothing more than the lingering neck brace of Southern Hospitality #oldtimestherearenotforgotten

“ft. T.I.” – The Adrenals

Flow steady, take two and pulse it in the morning… jewels and drugs, dynamite and blurred lines – tip the scales for a rush to the head

ARTPOPThe Epidermis

ARTPOP wore itself on a birthday sleeve. For a woman who is not known for wearing pants, choosing meat instead, ARTPOP follows suit by existing as its own. Some say it’s spread too thin, others say it lacks depth; either way it covers the bases: it contains the necessary elements within, it maintains its longevity by practice of routine destruction and regeneration so constant it becomes the standard. The decay of the pop star is nothing more than the fallen veil of mortality in motion toward immortal transcendence – and evolutions involve apparent descent.

BeyonceThe Flesh

The meat, the carnal, the barrier bridge between skin and bone… nothing more, nothing less, just the lauded mask that is the flesh

YEEZUSThe Viscera

The most visceral, innate, core … the organs that pulse those deepest functions … the gut feeling, the intuition, the cardiac rhythm, the intestinal fortitude, the constant circulation, the digestion and regurgitation, the depths of grotesque that bear the burden of consumption and expulsion – so necessary the central cavity, so human that darkness… no one quite understands it beyond their insatiable need for the unknown vital … the pulsing purge … the cyclical surge … that liquid adherence of the human viscera

Britney JeanThe Skeleton

The hard-white. The future fossil fuel. The support system. The first and last element. When the emperor loses his suit and tie; when the skin is scalped; when fire sears the flesh to cleanse all sins; when the innards give out, and the viscera vaporizes; when the brain shuts down for salvation before shortage: all that remains is the skeleton. Bone to remind us of our blueprint, marrow to manifest the next when necessary. Outside the closet, inside every human creature. America: meet your archetype – the Mitochondrial Eve you’ll never know, the embedded code they’ll never show. Beyond the Achilles tendon see, and best when clean broken – watch for the fracture, and reveal the evolutionary flow.

… unfinished symphonies play-on endlessly…

Don’t Talk To Me #forewordstory

Celebrities have no rights. If you live a public life, making insane amounts of money off the public you have no rights to a private life. You can be like a Kardashian and court it at all costs, or a Beyonce and shun it like it doesn’t matter, but it’ll be there as long as your relevance is there. At the end of the day, you can’t complain about the pressures, the paparazzi, the madness. Because that is the job. This is the deal you’ve made. But if you have enough money, you can dream right?



“I think there are different kinds of fame. There’s fame which is plastic and about paparazzi and money and being rich, and then there’s the fame, which is when no one knows who you are but everyone wants to know who you are.” – Lady GaGa



“People look at us head to toe, judge us, and think that we’re not human. We are. Nobody’s a celebrity but God.” – Beyonce Knowles



“Paparazzi spots me, In the lobby, Of my high-rise| I hide, Behind my shades, Cause the fame is blinding my eyes | My god, I know how Ozzie Oz, Once had felt when he was as high| As I have got, I have got, To make this stop….” – Jay-Z



“Don’t talk …don’t talk to me…I don’t want to hear paparazzi talk to me or anybody I know …and tell everybody never talk to anyone that anyone knows…don’t talk to themselves…Don’t talk ever again.”


#WatchThisSpace I’m about to call the paparazzi on myself

“The Fact That It Exists is Amazing:” Kanye Quest 3030 #throwbackthursday

In January 2010, as rapper and producer Kanye West is taking the garbage out one day, he suddenly travels through a wormhole. Emerging on the other side, Kanye finds himself in the year 3030. In a dystopian city filled with clones of hip-hop musicians and under the control of a god-like dictator, can Kanye get back home?

“The Fact That It Exists is Amazing:” Kanye Quest 3030 #throwbackthursday

BlinkkMEdia: Karma Police

Karma Police.

In an interview with Hagan, Lauer said that he was irked by the media’s coverage of the show, which he portrayed as sensationalistic and distorted.

“When the media covers something, it’s important to do basic homework,” he said. “You can’t just repeat something over and over again until it sounds true. It’s not fair. You know how much trouble we would be in if we did that? If we repeated what one person told us over and over like it was a basic fact? We would be done.”

Speaking of mainstream media manipulation at the expense of public information, individual reputation and stability… Oh hai, Matt; you remember our friends Tom, Britney, and Kanye? They were thinking the exact same thing – called ’em crazy, got your crazy #karmicaddresses #doyourhomework #repetapremoi

Once… because pharma-pharma-pharma-chameleon

Tom Cruise: Here’s where we are today: where I talk out about drugs, and psychiatric abuses of electroshocking people against their will, of drugging children – without them knowing the effects of these drugs. Do you know what Adderral is? Do you know Ritalin, that now Ritalin is a street drug – do you understand that?

Matt Lauer: I understand there’s abuse of all of these things.

CRUISE: No, you see, here’s the problem. You don’t know the history psychiatry. I do. All it does is mask the problem, Matt. That’s what it does. That’s all it does. You’re not getting to the reason why.

LAUER: So postpartum depression, to you, is–is…


LAUER: …kind of psychological…

CRUISE: …don’t…

LAUER: …gobbledy-gook?

CRUISE: No. But what happens is that the antidepressant, all it does is mask the problem. There’s ways of vitamins and through exercise and various things. I’m not saying that that isn’t real. That’s not what I’m saying. That’s an alteration of what I’m saying. I’m saying that drugs aren’t the answer. That these drugs are very dangerous. They’re mind-altering, antipsychotic drugs, and there are ways of doing it without that, so that we don’t end up in a brave new world.

LAUER: But a little bit what you’re saying Tom is, you say you want people to do well. But you want them do to well by taking the road that you approve of, as opposed to a road that may work for them.

CRUISE: No, no, I’m not.

LAUER: I’m only asking, isn’t there a possibility that — do you examine the possibility that these things do work for some people? That yes, there are abuses. And yes, maybe they’ve gone too far in certain areas. Maybe there are too many kids on Ritalin. Maybe electric shock–

CRUISE: Too many kids on Ritalin? Matt.

LAUER: I’m just saying. But aren’t there–


LAUER: –examples where it works?

CRUISE: Matt. Matt, Matt, you don’t even– you’re glib. You don’t even know what Ritalin is. If you start talking about chemical imbalance, you have to evaluate and read the research papers on how they came up with these theories, Matt, okay? That’s what I’ve done. Then you go and you say where’s the medical test? Where’s the blood test that says how much Ritalin you’re supposed to get?

LAUER: You’re– you’re– it’s very impressive to listen to you. Because clearly, you’ve done the homework. And– and you know the subject.

CRUISE: And you should.

LAUER: And– and–

CRUISE: And you should do that also.


CRUISE: Because just knowing people who are on Ritalin isn’t enough. You should be a little bit more responsible in knowing really–

LAUER: I’m not prescribing Ritalin, Tom. And I’m not asking anyone else to do it. I’m simply saying–

CRUISE: Well, you are. You’re saying–

LAUER: I know some people who seem to have been helped by it.

CRUISE: I– but you’re saying– like– this is a very important issue.

LAUER: I couldn’t agree more.

CRUISE: It’s very– you know what? You’re here on the Today Show.

LAUER: Right.

CRUISE: And to talk about it in a way of saying, “Well, isn’t it okay,” and being reasonable about it when you don’t know and I do, I think that you should be a little bit more responsible in knowing what it is. Because you– you communicate to people.

LAUER: But you’re now telling me that your experiences with the people I know, which are zero, are more important than my experiences.

CRUISE: What do you mean by that?

LAUER: You’re telling me what’s worked for people I know or hasn’t worked for people I know. I’m telling you I’ve lived with these people and they’re better.

CRUISE: So, you’re– you’re advocating it.

LAUER: I am not. I’m telling you in their case — in their individual case, it worked. I am not gonna go out and say– Let me take this more general, ’cause I think you and I can go around in circles on this for awhile. And I respect your opinion … Do you want more people to understand Scientology? Is that– would that be a goal of yours?

CRUISE: You know what? I– absolutely. Of course, you know. And people–

LAUER: How do you go about that?

CRUISE: You just communicate about it. And the important thing is, like you and I talk about it, whether it’s — okay, if I wanna know something, I go and find out. Because I don’t talk about things that I don’t understand. I’ll say, you know what? I’m not so sure about that. I’ll go find more information about it so I can– I can come to an opinion based on– on the information that I have.

LAUER: You — you’re so passionate about it. And I’m–

CRUISE: I’m passionate about learning. I’m passionate about life, Matt.

Twice… June 15, 2006 – Britney Spears

Britney Spears: I’m very, very blessed. But my safety, my privacy, and my respect are three things that I feel like are trying to be taken away from me right now. As a mother I have to speak up and say something. I have to speak up.

Matt Lauer [narration]: One of Britney Spears’ songs is called “Do Something,” and that’ s just what a defiant Britney Spears set out to do in a Dateline interview broadcast Thursday — and she’s taking on the tabloids.

Lauer: After a year of screaming headlines scrutinizing her husband, their marriage, and most stinging of all, her abilities as a mother, she’s not just dealing with some bad press— but an image implosion.

Matt Lauer, NBC News: Oftentimes in my end of the business we have to beg people to do interviews. And yet it seem as if you’re anxious to talk at this particular state in you life. You’ve got some things you’d like to address.

Spears: I think because I was pregnant with my son, I didn’t want to do interviews. I wanted it to be a little private. But I think 90 percent of the world would agree that the tabloids have kind of gone a little far with me lately. You try not to respond to trash because that’s what it is. But you know, I think they’ve crossed the line a little bit.

Lauer: You’ve got this incredible place that you call home that you and Kevin built together. Is it a sanctuary… or at times does this feel a little like a prison?

Spears: No, it’s a sanctuary totally. My dad comes here and he’s like “Oh my god, I feel like I’m at a resort. It’s awesome here. I love it.”

Although she seems to still be a sweet Southern girl, dressed down in casual clothes, chewing gum firmly planted in her mouth, it may surprise you that Britney Spears has become one tough cookie.

Spears: I don’t allow anybody to change me. I still walk out of my house in rollers when I take walks. I do not care what people think and I think that’s why they keep on talking is because I know they can’t touch me.

Lauer: So you have a little bit of a “blank you” attitude about it now.

Spears: Yeah, basically. I mean you have to. I mean, I have to live my life. I have a family now and I just think it’s absurd to let other people influence the way you live.

Spears: It’s not just like how it used to be where they would just like take your picture, give you respect and then you’d walk by. It’s like scary. They just come out of nowhere. And you’re like… “oh my gosh.”

Lauer: Without giving anything away, you live in a house that’s surrounded by a fence. You have a gate. You’ve got security, you’ve got a detail— people who are here all the time. Without that you would feel vulnerable…

Spears: And I still have helicopters [hovering over my house] that come twice a day.

Lauer: Just trying to get a picture of you at the pool?

Spears: Just anything. And they put the captions on their magazines, “Baby in danger” and stuff like that—which is really silly. But I wouldn’t be in danger if I didn’t have like this impactful thing around me all the time. I just feel like the editors they don’t realize that there’s not just one magazine—there’s other magazines and they’re all paying to get a story. And I think that’s where the energy from the people is coming from. It’s kind of scary. I can’t really leave my home right now.

Lauer: Let me ask you if there was a turning point. It seems to me as an outsider looking in, it seemed for awhile you lived a charmed life. You were that blonde little girl that everyone loved, the squeaky clean image—even if every once in a while you kinda sexed it up a little bit and caught people by surprise. And everybody said great things about you. They wanted you to be a role model for their daughter. And then all of a sudden it seemed that the press turned. And they decided that maybe you were someone they wanted to take some shots at.

Spears: They like to have the person they pick on. I feel like I’m a target and I feel like other girls are. At a certain point in everybody’s career, they’ll get it.

Lauer: But when did it happen in your career? Was there something you did that brought it on?

Spears: Usually breakups in personal lives. It starts to happen. Look at Jessica Simpson for instance. They’re being so rude to her right now… her split with Nick.

Lauer: So do you think perhaps the breakup with Justin was when you started to sense the tide turning a little bit in your life? There were allegations about infidelity. Did that put the spotlight on you in a negative sense?

Spears: Yes, I do. There was a little shift there definitely.

Lauer, NBC News: You were photographed I guess by the paparazzi again pursuing you. And there was Sean on your lap in the car.

Spears: Yeah.

Lauer: Take me through what happened then.

Spears: If right now we got in the car and went to Starbucks you would see 20 photographers there. I went to Starbucks and I see a bunch of photographers and I’m scared and I want to get out of the situation and my baby’s crying. They’re coming up on the sides of the car which is a scary situation for me. And they’re banging on the windows and that’s not something I want my baby to… you know… so I get my baby out of the car and I go home. I mean, I just feel like that they’re taking’ cheap shots.

Lauer: But the fact of the matter is while they pursue you— and we can argue for a long time but they shouldn’t be doing it— and I would agree with you on that completely. They manage to snap a picture that didn’t cast you in the best light.

Spears: Oh, of course. That is their job and they do a very good job at it and they’ve crossed the lines so many times. I think because [I’m this] this sweet young girl nothing never gets really done about it.

Lauer: When you were driving with Sean on your lap did it—clearly…

Spears: That driving incident, i did it with my dad. I’d sit on his lap and I drive. We’re country. That’s what you know what I mean? It’s not—

Lauer: But what happened though that crossed from a paparazzi incident to next day it’s in the newspapers and you’ve got all these legitimate people weighing in saying, “You know what? That’s dangerous.” And she put her child at risk? You saw the questions that were being asked, “Is Britney a bad mom?” It’s not like, “Did Britney record a bad song? Is Britney wearing a bad outfit? Is Britney in a bad marriage?” “Is Britney a bad mom?” I mean—

Spears: That’s America for you.

Lauer: Yeah, but as a mother, that has to hit pretty close to home.

Spears: Uh-huh. Yeah, it makes you really strong.

Lauer: Make you weep?

Spears: Oh, I’ve wept. Yeah, I’ve definitely wept just with the world, you know, how judgmental they are. You know what, I know I’m a good mom.

But just a few weeks after the baby in the lap incident, Britney’s son, while in the care of a nanny, fell out of a hIghchaIr and banged his head.

Lauer: You took him to the doctor?

Spears: Uh-huh (affirms). Oh yeah, of course.

Lauer: So you walked into the hospital and said, “He bumped head, fell out of a high chair.”

Spears: And then the doctors acted really funny with me. I know, it was really bizarre.

Lauer: How’d they act funny?

Spears: I don’t want to say, but they dId.

Lauer: Suspicious?

Spears: Like I said, I don’t want to say what they did or what they said. But it was bad. It was really, really bad.

Lauer: Do you think, though, Britney, that because of those questions that were asked after that picture on Pacific Coast Highway with Sean in your lap that the doctor in that emergency room or that hospital said, “Wait a second, maybe I have a bad mom on my hands?”

Spears: I was just happy that my son was okay. And I wanted to get home and get out of there.

Lauer: And then not long after that you got a visit from the Family Services people.

Spears: Which actually, they felt really bad about it. They said, “We don’t even know why we’re here.”

Lauer: So in other words, they came because it’s their job to come. They have to investigate—

Spears: They didn’t have to come. The doctor there made them come, because I didn’t bring my doctor there with me. So people a lot of times think because you’re a celebrity that you’re taken care of more. In some situations, you get it worse.

Lauer [narration]: And it didn’t end there: In May, Spears was photographed driving her baby in a front facing car seat. Not illegal, but against federal safety guidelines.

Spears: It was fine. They’re just taking again, cheap shots.

Lauer: And there was a picture taken shortly afterward, I think you were in a store. And you appeared to be crying.

Spears: Oh yeah.

Lauer: Very upset. Were you upset because you just had a close call with your son? Or were you upset because the—

Spears: Because—

Lauer: —lenses were still on?

Spears: Well, because I got in the car and I was hungry. And we stopped to get something to eat, and it was again, a bad situation. And instead of people inside of the place trying to help or whatever, they wanted to take pictures as well. And that’s when I started crying, when I thought, “You know what? You’re a mom. Why are you asking to take my picture right now? And you see that I’m crying. Are you that ignorant?” So that’s why I cried.

Lauer: And the headline on that picture was, “Oops number three.”

Spears: Exactly. There will be a “Oops 100.” They’ll be plenty more oopses. I’m not perfect. I’m human.

Lauer: What do you think It’ll take to get the paparazzi to leave you alone?

Spears: I don’t know. I don’t know.

Lauer: Is that one of your biggest wishes?

Spears: Yeah. (crying)… It’s okay. I would like for them to leave me alone.

Lauer: If you could to them as individuals, not as a group, what would you say to them?

Spears: I would just say that “You have babies at home. And you have a life. And if you don’t, you have to realize that we’re people and that we just need privacy and we need our respect. And those are things that you have to have as a human being.” And yeah… yeah.

Lauer: And yet as upset as it makes you, you wouldn’t trade your life now, it seems.

Spears: I have…

Lauer: It seems strange for some people to understand. If they’re making you this miserable, how can you still say, “But I’m lucky”?

Spears: Because I have to believe that I’m here for a reason.

Lauer: What’s the reason?

Spears: I don’t know. I keep searching every day, just like you do. But I’m so blessed with my baby. That’s the happiest thing that’s ever—it’s like a miracle. You know, but I just want the most normal life possible for him, that’s all.

Lauer: Is that possible?

Spears: I will manage. I will create that.

Lauer: Bigger fences? Bigger gates? I mean, how are you gonna do that, Britney?

Spears: There’s always a way. Where there’s a will there is a way. You have to believe.

Lauer: If I had said to you when you were 17 and we were doing’ some interview in Rockefeller center.

Spears: Um-huh.

Lauer: I said, “Britney here’s what it’s gonna be like when you’re 24 or 25,” do you think you would’ve had second thoughts about pursuing this career?

Spears: No. I have no regrets. I love where I’m at right now and actually I find everything happens for a reason and the reason why maybe this is happening is I won’t take BS from anyone. And I think it’s making me stand out on my own and be very independent and fight for what I believe in. Whereas before I was a young, blonde girl who would do what she was told. I know who I am as a person and I’m getting damn strong.

Three times… November 9, 2010 – Kanye West

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Systematic Exile Amnesia: The 20/10 Inertia #yeezus

Say what you will about Kanye West’s music, but it’s undeniable that Ye’s vision for the visual aspect of his various projects is unmatched in popular music. From his collaborations with top visual artists like KAWS, Takashia Murakami, and to his cohesive GOOD Fridays single art covers, the cover art is always just as important as the music itself. For me, that’s the thing that’s been missing from the Yeezus era is the art. Here are some awesome fanmade covers that shoulda, coulda been.


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What Would Yeezus Do?

Everything in this world seems to be so concrete, so serious, so intense, so dark, and so real. The joke gets good when you realize that in this life, we all die. So, that same darkness that you cherished and took so serious is the same darkness that makes this very existence laughable at worst and a rather light-hearted experience at best. This is what I took away from Kanye West’s latest effort, Yeezus.

“New Slaves” bounces in with references to the Civil Rights era, rather preachy lyrics, and menacing production. “New Slaves” is so serious that you can almost hear Yeezy slurping Huey P. Newton’s dick in the background, but as soon as you put your leather trousers on and prepare yourself to march, West goes on a rant about fucking your Hampton spouse and cumming on her Hampton blouse. Wait, maybe this isn’t supposed to be taken that seriously. Then, you remember that Kanye West also references the DEA and CCA, and their privately owned prison. So, maybe it is supposed to be that serious. Sonically, however, I’m thrilled by Kanye’s “I’m gonna tell mama on you” flow and the menacing electronic production that explodes into Kanye’s signature soul samples.

This album is confusing. It’s a dark, twisted, heart-breaking piece of confusion. I’m in love with where the artist is going, but I don’t know where he’s taking me and if I should be scared or excited. I don’t know whether I should be upset or laugh. I don’t know if these jokes are crude slices of satire or Chuck-D style vitriol that took a detour in New York’s Lower East Side. This album in certain spaces feels like a sex joke in church.

“On Sight,” the album’s first track, plays laser tag with your eardrums. Kanye West bounces compliments back and forth to himself about himself. It sounds like it could be a more mature take on the sounds he explored on the Graduation LP. The album skips into the post-punk, new-age tirade entitled “Black Skinhead.” Here, we find Kanye West being extremely serious again, but not really. The punk production, references to leather black jeans, and the screwed vocals makes you feel something very poignant and serious is happening. Then, I listen, and I hear “three-hundred bitches with the Trojans.” So, I realize nothing is really being said. No information is really being computed to the listener. This all sounds good, but nothing sounds like education. The track concludes with Kanye West saying “God” repeatedly in a frustrated tone that at first sounds gothic and disturbed, but as he says it continuously it just sounds like a spoiled valley girl who didn’t get her way.

Speed into “I Am a God (feat. God).” This for all intents and purposes could have been Kanye West’s chance to be sincerely sadistically sensational. This could have been his chance to be utterly dark, arrogant, and make the listener deliciously uncomfortable. He declines that offer and instead makes a rather catchy rap tune with a doom and gloom beat. He even utters the words, “I am a God, even though I am a man of God.” The line, to me, sounds like it was solely written to pacify the more theistic listeners from becoming too uncomfortable with the idea of Kanye calling himself a God. Even the horror film-style screams at the end can’t quite reach your spine to tingle it because you revisit Kanye West telling a waiter to “hurry up with his damn croissants.” So, all you can really do at the end of the song is put it on repeat because it sounds great and chuckle at this now familiar arrogance Mr. West is known for.


When the album gets really dark, twisted, and serious is with the songs that might be made for the clubs. It’s when Kanye West isn’t necessarily trying to be his deepest, most social, most spiritual self is when something eerily brilliant and happens. “Hold My Liquor” catches Kanye West playing a Frankenstein’s monster in a narrative about an old love. His voice erupts and borderlines screams, and you can feel West. You can feel all of the darkness rumbling in his belly and rushing to the tip of his tongue, and Yeezus for a quick while stops seeming like dark comedy, and just feels dark. Newcomer Chief Keef, slurs an anthem about being as uncontrollable as your environment and vices that serves as the metallic black lining of this cloud of club banger.

“Blood on the Leaves” does the same emotional tightrope between raw and earnest, and emotional and a bit unsettling. Then, the on-going joke that is Yeezus resurfaces. Billie Holiday’s “Strange Fruit,” a song about lynched black folks, is being sung right next to Kanye West singing about trying his first molly with an ex-girlfriend. This is hilarious, and thrilling, and sounds fucking fantastic. “I’m In It” and “Guilt Trip” take similar turns. “I’m In It” is essentially Kanye West illustrating a sexual encounter over industrial noises dipped in reggae, but if imagined, it sounds like a monster devouring prey. Kanye West references eating ass, adding sweet and sour sauce to vagina, and fisting a girl all in the same song, and it’s as disgusting as it is addicting. “Guilt Trip” is a space-age psychedelic trip that rides smoothly with autotuned vocals that bleed into a scathing verse from Kanye that feels like the emotions visited on “Blood on My Leaves” or “I’m In It,” but more scenic. It sounds like Kanye might have replaced the cocaine with a Xanax.

Oh, yeah. “Send It Up” happened. It’s the closest thing to an filler the album has, and seems to have been added just to intensify the atmosphere of the whole project since it follows the same pattern of dancehall versus industrial sounds that the whole album plays with.

The album concludes with “Bound 2” that sounds the closest to this coveted and overrated “old Kanye” that some West fans seem to miss so dearly. But, even with soul samples and quirky verses, it’s obvious that old Kanye West is gone for good. This new Kanye West is a joke. He’s a great, talented, brilliant joke. He is an anti-materialism, militant dipped in expensive leather that is in a relationship with Mrs. Materialism. He has declared himself a minimalist, yet leads a lavish lifestyle and displays his face on the side of buildings to promote his new songs. This Kanye West is a brilliant joke, but not the kind you can just laugh off and repeat to a friend or use to be break an awkward moment. He’s a poignant, polarizing George Carlin joke that even after the laughter settles down, there’s something about the joke that sticks with you. You don’t know what it is, but the hysteria resonates. That’s the funny thing about Kanye West, you can’t quite laugh his brilliance off and you can’t really take his antics too seriously. You just have to listen and enjoy the darkness of it all, and try to see if any of the ridiculousness resonates with you. Regardless of what does or does not resonate, Yeezus sounds really, really great.

Lyrically Speaking: “US Placers” ft. Thom Yorke – CRS (Child Rebel Soldier)

Good music speaks volumes… rather than impose analysis, step back and expose linguistic artistry… why critique that which has achieved perfection at its own masterful conception… listen, look, and linger in fantastic rhythmic reality: lyrically speaking

[Lupe Fiasco]
Life styles of the rich and famous
Bought a big house and a whole lotta rangers
Fresh new couch and a whole lotta trainers
A closet full of clothes and some brand new dangers
And some Mexican floral arrangers
A great big TV that’ll entertain us
Some colourful commissions for some high paid painters
Someone to take the wrap so that I stay stainless
And a new relationship with a banker
And two pinky rings for my manicured fingers
A trained German Shepard that bark when he’s angered
To watch my possessions and to look out for strangers
And a fifty foot yacht with an anchor
A young supermodel that should remain nameless
(The) ups and the downs the sames and the changes
All the money in the world won’t make it painless no…

(But they love it and they love it)
The more you try to erase me
(and they love it) [x4]
The more the more
The more that I appear

Continue reading Lyrically Speaking: “US Placers” ft. Thom Yorke – CRS (Child Rebel Soldier)

Lyrically Speaking: Ms. Lauryn Hill – Neurotic Society (Compulsory Mix)


Neurotic Society

We’re living in a joke timemetaphorical coke time
Commerce and guru men, run the whole world man
Broke world and debaucheryold world brutality
Cold world kills softly
Whole world works savagely
Greedy men and pride fiends program TV screens
Quick-scam and drag queens
Real life blast fiends
Think twice this past dream

Crime if you ask clean
Quick, fast: poison has entered the bloodstream
Psychological massacreconsequence is a tragedy
Mythological characters, men and women as parody

Superficial vanity, borderline insanity
Out of order humanitycrime committed so passively
Desperados and causalitiescorporations want batteries:
explanations and strategiesdomination and mastery

[] bankrupt, grown people so corrupt
Light swords and yellow menjunkies and popularity
Culture oh so independent, vultures scavage reality
Past feeling depravity, decaying social cavity
Preying on human ignorancepopular immorality

Sympathy disease head
Population misled
Self-indulgent, past dead
Absence of the God head
Pimps, pushers and harlotry
Nepotism, no artistry
Despotism and piracy
Desperation, dishonesty

Physicists issue policy
No money, less equality
Inflated global ego imitating reality
Fuel cycle pharaoh, poisonous frozen arrows
Hypocritics on salary; idle hands: Devil’s agency
Predisposed to complacency
Jealousy and audacitycontagious social gluttony

Stages of mass malignityeffort to make deception
Generation and atrophyglam life and deathscam life and editors
By-product of neglect childrenhiding from predators
Absence of self-respect, phony, scared of competitors
Lifestyle of luxury at someone’s expense
Sensitive children, used up as sacrifice
Blind to the consequencesmoked up in dope pipes
Ecstasy fast liferecklessly past life
Narcotics and cash fights

Neurotic Society
Benefactors turned actorsaddictions, triple captors
Experience manufacture
in this neurotic toxic society

It’s like post-war;
they’re looking for the Communists, and who the Marxists is
Ten thousand pictures on Facebook; it’s like the pot calling the kettle “narcissist”
C’mon, really? Saying “The Devil,” but you’re the chief arsonist
Hypocrites can’t even see their own part in this
No reflectionvampire paradigm
No introspection
This star, that star…” “rants, “has a breakdown
Three months before pure obsession picture can’t take down
Children: it’s a shakedown; they’re just looking for a sacrifice
They’ve been doing this since before Bobby Darin sang “Mack the Knife
Before James Dean’s car did a jackknife
Perhaps it’s because they lack life, lack guts; never confused the head with the butt

“Opinions are like assholes, and most of them stink,”
I was told by a woman, so rethink; don’t ever let them:
lead you to drinklead you to doubtlead you to fall
Get up, stand upcast Lucifer out
Shake it up, baby;” watch them twist it and shout
Insecure assholes looking for a ticket, someone to ride like the Pickett
It’s fcukin’ wicked, shame on ‘em
In this neurotic toxic society

Sick cycle psychology, in desperate need of psychiatry
Exorcism, sobriety, forcing social lobotomy
People stuck in dichotomies, pseudo sicko anxiety
Serial criminals, dressed in Variety
Social transvetism, subliminal dressed up as piety
Transference, projections like Cartesian images
Robbing innocencestealing inheritance
Quiet victims with no defensebetrayed over dollars and cents
Maladjusted and ignorantmalediction and dissonance
Too much addiction, no consciousness
Don’t you trust itthis cosmology’s busted

Broken returns to the dusted
Corruption, deceit, abuse and repeat
They don’t feel complete unless they’re robbing the sheep
Man is not a product: if you call him that – then stop it

In this neurotic godless society

– Ms. Lauryn Hill

Lyrically Speaking: “Drivin’ Me Wild” ft. Lily Allen – Common

Good music speaks volumes… rather than impose analysis, step back and expose linguistic artistry… why critique that which has achieved perfection at its own masterful conception… listen, look, and linger in fantastic rhythmic reality: lyrically speaking

Drivin’ Me Wild

It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
Love’s not a mystery, it’s everything

She was the type to watch Oprah and the Today Show
Be on the treadmill, uh, like “Okay, go”
Had a body, A body that you can’t pay fo’
That mean she had some Ds on her but they wasn’t fake though
Had a drive for a drive for Rodeo
She spent pesos on those Lebeaus
Spin class at the gym, strip tease on a pole
She was so obsessed with her body and clothes
To every party she goes, tryin hard to be chose
They say it’s hard for a pimp but extra hard for these (hoes)
Readin Us and People Mag, tryna get the scoop
Chasin a actor for a Bentley Coupe
She been through the ball player from the Clippers, then came the pumps off
All thinkin she number one where she was just a jumpoff
Doin all she can for a man and a baby
Drivin herself crazy like the astronaut lady

It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
No it’s not a mystery, it’s everything

He had paper since we was in we was in high school
Pop was a doc, mom taught at my school
Lock with the rocks, in his ears he kept jewels
One of the Diddy types, da D-D-Dame Dash dudes
Pushed a Maserati Sport, readin the Robb Report
Wanted to be Mike but he was never live at sports
Since golf is in he was on the drivin course
To live the rap life is what he was strivin for
Spendin cash at the bar to get credit
Drinkin Chaundon just because Big said it
They say Ye is but dude was big headed
Rocked the fur in the summer so somebody’d pet it
He had a fetish for shoes that’s athletic
Pathetic on his MySpace page half nekkid
It’s a shame what they do for fame and to be respected
Joe, you coulda got it if you never woulda stressed it

It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
No it’s not a mystery, it’s everything

They was one of them couples, people said they were the it
Unbreakable, like Bobby and Whit
Or Ryan and Reese, or Kimora and Russ
Relationships can be dead but look live to us
I guess we all been through it where we try too much
Losin’ yourself and your mind and stuff
Wishin’ for the diamond cuffs, in search of a ring
When love is not a mystery it’s everything

It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
It’s this thing now, that’s drivin’ me wild
I gotta see what’s up before it gets me down
No it’s not a mystery, it’s everything

Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me down
Gets me

No it’s not a mystery, it’s everything