Wednesday, February 18, 2009

I like small and cute things

like M.I.A. and Ben's adorable baby boy!


Next-level captivatingness like this is wont to occur when 2 comely humans like this have made hot, sexy love:



"She didn't know that I enjoyed the taste of radioactive waste."


Mingus was from Watts. He really liked fornicating with girls of various skin tones, liked to punch dudes in the mouth, loved (musical genius) and hated (heroin problem) Charlie Parker, and got evicted when he shot up his neighbor's wall. In 1950s America this was referred to as a "fearsome temperament" and that usually equals "inviting/fetching" in my world and this is no exception.

I'm pretty sure I need this book in order to get through life.

"In other words I am three. One man stands forever in the middle, unconcerned, unmoved, watching, waiting to be allowed to express what he sees to the other two.
The second man is like a frightened animal that attacks for fear of being attacked.
Then there's an over-loving gentle person who lets people into the uttermost sacred temple of his being and he'll take insults and be trusting and sign contracts without reading them and get talked down to working cheap or for nothing, and when he realizes what's been done to him he feels like killing and destroying everything around him including himself for being so stupid. But he can't - he goes back inside himself.
Which one is real?
They're all real."



Mingus Fingus No. 2 - Charles Mingus







Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Random Tribute: Simonetta Stefanelli

Simonetta Stefanelli, AKA Apollonia Vitelli Corleone, AKA Mike C's wife in The Godfather during that whole Sicily-Don Tommasino imbroglio. She looked pretty and sounded adorable, then got murked in the car and that was sad, very sad. But oh my, I jock her Sicilian countryside/big-brown-eyed/soft, pretty haired-girl style to no end! Plus, hello, her name is Simonetta Stefanelli. So foxy.




"Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Wednesdayyy...Friday, Sunday, Saturday."

I'm pretty sure having an Italian accent would allow me to get everything I want in life.

I'M SO '90S AND FOR THAT I WILL NOT APOLOGIZE.

I might ignore your record because it has no bottom.


I'm late with this one, but does this provide a pleasurable listening experience? Should I bring Jake home with me and spend time with him and let him into my heart and perhaps aurally fornicate with him? I do not care for sulky rappers (Slug) so I find it rather unfortunate that this is a Rhymesayers release; however, word on the street is you can't be a hater forever*.

Upon further review, Seattle is definitely underrepresented on my living room hi-fi, so Jake One, that settles it.
Pay your tab and let's go back to my place.



*still in dispute; results of research pending


Monday, February 16, 2009

Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have.*

Self-indulgent posts are boring. Photographic evidence of you singing along to "Frankly Mr. Shankly" while raising your Tecates with all your boys at the Cha Cha is only interesting to you and your boys. However:

I spent more than I shoulda at the record store. Frowny face. I got "End to End Burners," though, in the used vinyl (!). I know, I just did that CoFlow post a couple days ago, and there it is at the store just waiting to come home with me! Person who bought and then SOLD IT BACK to Amoeba: a) thank you; b) you're an idiot.


Upon seeing it, I was pretty sure I needed this bathing suit in order to keep living so I brought it home to sport and daydream about summer. Look at the color. Pretty.
The onesie looks kinda not nice by itself, and it puts me on display to a degree that would just make everyone uncomfortable, so I had to class it up with the ol' glasses x cardigan combo. It's a classic for a reason.

Peep game.
I'm ridiculous.

I am still too skinny and that is not the business. Ah well, what can you do.


* negative.

Trigger-happy policin'

World Press Photo of the Year 2008: Anthony Suau, USA, for Time. US Economy in Crisis: Following eviction, Detective Robert Kole must ensure residents have moved out of their home, Cleveland, Ohio, 26 March

"U.S. photographer Anthony Suau has won Photo of the Year at the 52nd World Press Photo contest. Suau’s winning photograph shows an armed officer of the Cuyahoga County Sheriff’s Department moving through a home in Cleveland, Ohio, following an eviction as a result of mortgage foreclosure. As jury chair MaryAnne Golon points out, the image is “a double entendre. It looks like a classic conflict photograph, but it is simply the eviction of people from a house…. Now war in its classic sense is coming into people’s houses because they can’t pay their mortgages."

Oh Word?


You are really going to have to display some enthusiasm for word etymology if we are going to be friends, kids. Today's word: ASSASSIN!


"n. Murderer, generally somewhat professional; esp. one who murders a prominent figure.

During the time of the Crusades the members of a certain secret Muslim sect engaged people to terrorize their Christian enemies by performing murders as a religious duty. These acts were carried out under the influence of hashish, and so the killers became known as hashshashin, meaning eaters or smokers of hashish. Hashshashin evolved into the word assassin."

I will email Jesus/tell him forward to Moses and CC Allah



Nation's Blacks Creeped Out By All The People Smiling At Them


Black citizens have reported a disturbing 350 percent increase in interracial high-fiving since January 20.

WASHINGTON—A majority of African-Americans surveyed in a nationwide poll this week reported feeling "deeply disturbed" and "more than a little weirded out" by all the white people now smiling at them.

First witnessed shortly after President Obama's historic victory, the open and cheerful smiling has only continued in recent months, leaving members of the black community completely unnerved.

"On behalf of black people across this nation, I would like to say to our white brethren, 'Please stop looking at us like that,'" said Brown University psychology professor Dr. Stanley Carsons. "We're excited Barack is president, too, and we're glad you're happy for us. But giving us the thumbs up for no reason, or saying hello whenever we walk by, is really starting to freak us out."


Added Carsons, "We just want to be able to stand in line at Home Depot without getting patted on the back."

According to the poll, more than 92 percent of African-Americans have noticed a dramatic increase in the number of beaming Caucasians in their vicinity, as well as a marked rise in the instances of white people making direct eye contact with them on the bus, engaging them in pleasant conversation, and warmly gazing in their general direction with a mix of wonder, pride, and profound contentment. All respondents reported being "petrified" by the change.

"I can't even be at a bar anymore if they have the news on," said Chicago native and small business consultant Jarell Brown. "Obama gives a speech on the economy and people act like my team just won the Super Bowl. I didn't even vote for the guy. I'm a Libertarian."

Although poll respondents said that the regularity of jovial white strangers greeting them in elevators has risen approximately 450 percent since mid-January, the incidents are reportedly nowhere near as frequent as they were on Nov. 4, 2008. On that day, the country was temporarily seized by an epidemic of unsolicited white-on-black hugging.

In an attempt to return the nation's interracial interactions to their preinauguration level of stilted awkwardness, the NAACP and the ACLU released a joint statement Monday addressing the issue. In the four-page address, the activist groups call for normalcy and urge the nation's whites to immediately desist creeping everybody out with all the nodding and warmth and raised eyebrows.

"If you could all stop acting like you're generally pleased to see black people walking around, out in the open, that would be better for all of us," NAACP president Benjamin Jealous said to a smiling and misty-eyed press corps that was "just thrilled" to have him there. "It's very kind of you to be so enthusiastic about our achievements, but if it's still on the table, we'd like to return to the times when your reactions varied between unfounded apprehension and complete indifference. To be honest, you people are kind of terrifying when you're happy."

Added Jealous, "Oh, and please stop e-mailing us that picture of Jesse Jackson crying. We've seen it."

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Heavens to mergatroid

I NEED THIS LIKE THE AIR I BREATHE. It is my all, my everything. We are in love.

Deep Water Slang was good, and then I went astray for a couple years. I cheated and I got burned and I learned my lesson and now I'm back, Zion I. It's you and me against the world, babycakes.


It's possible I am more excited about this than any other human right now. Gold Dust, act right and release the vinyl already. Jesus Christ.


"Human capital" is such a lovely euphemism


I got a letter from the government the other day...


The United States army is to accept immigrants with temporary US visas, for the first time since the Vietnam war, according to the New York Times.

Until now immigrants have had to have permanent residency - a "green card" - in order to qualify for the services.

But those with temporary visas will be offered accelerated citizenship if they enrol, the Times says.

The Pentagon hopes the scheme will cover shortages in areas like medical care and language interpretation. (Mm hmm)

Many temporary immigrants will have been granted visas on the basis of their education or skills, so the defence department expects the new recruits to be more qualified than applicants who are US citizens - and in particular to have languages useful in combat zones like Afghanistan and Iraq.

"The American army finds itself in a lot of different countries where cultural awareness is critical," said Lt-Gen Benjamin C Freakley, the top recruitment officer for the army.

"There will be some very talented folks in this group," he told the New York Times.

"The army will gain in its strength in human capital, and the immigrants will gain their citizenship and get on a ramp to the American dream."

Opposition from veterans

The Times said the scheme could cut the time a temporary resident had to wait for a green card from up to 10 years to as little as six months.

The programme will be limited to 1,000 enlistees in its first year, but if successful could be spread to other services and expanded. It could eventually provide the army with one in six of its recruits, the Times said.

Army recruiters say their job has become easier in recent months as unemployment has risen in the US. But even so, they regret having had to turn away many immigrants because they had only temporary residency.

However, the Times said there appeared to be some opposition from officers and veterans, who expressed concern that some foreigners might have divided loyalties or be terrorists seeking to infiltrate the US armed services.


- the BBC News (aww, look at the spellings of "enrol," "programme," "defence"...charming)

Friday, February 13, 2009

Blinky, Pinky, Inky and Clyde

Pac-Man ghost lamps!


by Anderson Horta, a designer from Brazil. These are super cute and Anderson's little description in cute, non-native-speaker English is super cute:

"This lamp is for those who lived the 80's magic days! Its a reference to the Pac-man game, a symbol of that decade, which still alive until today. "80's Ghost" is too a joke with the fear of ghosts at night, what scared every one in childhood, bringing this fear front as a nice and funny object to our lives. Let's put some light in our memories!!!"


"I love how we came in and fucking destroyed shit and then dipped."

Company Flow Talk Funcrusher Plus Reissue



"You couldn't tell us shit because we all knew how much we lived hip-hop culture. I reveled in the fact that when a Company Flow song comes on it's like getting shot with a fucking nail gun. Everything else is like palm trees."

- Link






"End to End Burners" next, please Mr. Meline.






Thursday, February 12, 2009

Hello hello can you hear me now G


Early-90s reminiscing time yet again, kids! The Goats, 1992.
It was a halcyon time, back when there were no rappers on Access Hollywood.

Remember how they had all those skits on the album? Rovie Wade, The Sword Swallower. Leonard Peltier in a Cage. Columbus' Boat Ride.

This was a very meaningful record to a young Logan in her preteen, music-obsessed, liberal, raised-by-hippies feminist days. I heard this record at school courtesy of Ben P., the original tortured young talented weirdo in my world, too smart and clever for his own damn good, who established protocol for the male humans I have continued to find unreasonably alluring to this very day. How odd; it's almost as if I have a type.


"And like the typical American Black male, I'm done."

Typical American - The Goats

Punctured bicycle on a hillside desolate










Two Hipsters Angrily Call Each Other 'Hipster'

AUSTIN, TX—An argument between local hipsters Dan Walters and Brian Guterman has devolved to the point where each is angrily calling the other "hipster," those close to the pair reported Monday. "Hey, hipster! Here's 12 bucks—why don't you go get yourself a bucket of PBRs at the Gold Mine?" Walters, 22, is said to have told Guterman, 22, invoking the name of a local bar known for its "poseur" clientele. "Whatever you say, scenester," Guterman allegedly replied. "Don't you have a Death Cab For Cutie show to be at right now?" Acquaintances of Guterman and Walters trace the long-running conflict back to high school, when they reportedly threw pencils at each other and argued about who was more "emo."


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

"Let's make a hundred thousand/girl you shine like a medallion"

-Nickatina

This is my second black-heels-related post in a week, and I usually do not have such an overtly consumerist tone, but I swear to god if it doesn't work out between me and the Payless ones I'm going to ask these stunning creatures to be mine, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health. Then, in an attempt to shut it down, I shall don them, put them at the end of my skinny legs in skinny jeans like every other girl holding a Tecate at 1 AM in crowded dark places in this metropolis, whereupon I shall cleverly disguise my nerd game as I balance in them because fuckin with my style is sorta like a miracle.






Feud/Not A Feud


Feud:
BDP. The Juice Crew.


You love to hear the story, again and again
Of how it all got started way back when.

South Bronx/the South South Bronx.

Th-the-th-bridge.

So you think that hip-hop had its start out in Queensbridge.
If you popped that junk up in the Bronx you might not live.


As odd as it looked, as wild as it seemed/I didn't hear a peep from a place called Queens.

Bronx keeps creatin it and Queens keeps on fakin it.

Kill that/kill that noise.



Not a feud: Officer Rick. Curtis.




Being the authority on hip-hop-related beef is truly an honor. I'd like to thank the Academy.



Tuesday, February 10, 2009

"Since" by Blu is the heater!


Thank you; that is all.








Since - Blu



This just in: law enforcement often overzealous, racist, hateful


“This is a story about how our idea of justice gets corrupted when we declare war on something.”

—Jeff Blackburn, criminal defense attorney

Hey social justice nerds! This is on PBS tonight and it'll provide you with even more reasons to hate Texas! (I know, I didn't think it was possible either.)



"On July 23, 1999, undercover narcotics agent Thomas Coleman carried out one of the biggest drug stings in Texas history. By the end of the blazing summer day, dozens of residents in the sleepy farming town of Tulia had been rounded up and thrown behind bars. Thirty-nine of the 46 people accused of selling drugs to Coleman were African American. But disturbing evidence about the undercover investigation and Coleman’s past soon began to surface.

TULIA,TEXAS follows the 1999 raid and its aftermath, which roiled the small rural community. When Gary Gardner, a retired white farmer, questioned the arrests, other residents who were convinced of the defendants’ guilt criticized him for raising the issue publicly. More questions were raised after 13 defendants were convicted and given unusually long prison sentences—25, 60 and in some cases even 90 years. The arrest of 22-year-old Freddie Brookins Jr. came as a shock to his family. A celebrated high school athlete, Freddie, who had no prior criminal record, was given a 20-year sentence. When a lawyer named Jeff Blackburn found numerous discrepancies in Tom Coleman’s testimony, further investigation revealed a warrant for Coleman’s arrest. Coleman, who had been named Texas Lawman of the Year, was caught lying and tried for perjury. A judge referred to him as “the most devious, non-responsive law enforcement witness this court has witnessed in 25 years on the bench in Texas.”

Yet despite evidence showing a clear miscarriage of justice in the original trials, some Tulia residents held on to their beliefs that all those who had been arrested were guilty and that Coleman’s “mistakes” were merely legal technicalities. And as former defendants tried to mend their disrupted lives and the town attempted to resume life as usual, the residents of Tulia, both white and black, were left with feelings of wariness toward one another. TULIA, TEXAS shows how America’s war on drugs and its over-zealous law enforcement, combined with racial divisions, have exposed deep-seated animosities and even starker injustices."

- Link

BY THE NUMBERS
PRISON POPULATIONS
The total inmates in custody in U.S. prisons and jails in 2007 was 2.3 million—the largest in the world
5.6 million
(1 in every 37 people)
Total number of American adults that are either in or have served time in prison (2008)

40,000
Approximate number of Americans in prison for drug-related crimes in 1980

500,000
Approximate number of Americans in prison for drug related crimes in 2008

1 in 4
Ratio of inmates in American prisons incarcerated for drug-related offenses (versus other crimes) in 2008

1 in 3
Ratio of women in American prisons incarcerated for drug-related offenses (versus other crimes) in 2008 (the incarceration rate for women has increased at almost double the rate for men since 1980)
RACE
African Americans made up 13 percent of the total U.S. population, but accounted for 53 percent of sentenced drug offenders in state prisons in 2003
1 in 106
Ratio of Caucasian American men in prison over age 18 (2008)

1 in 36
Ratio of Hispanic American men in prison over age 18 (2008)

1 in 15
Ratio of African American men in prison over age 18 (2008)

1 in 9
Ratio of African American men in prison ages 20 to 34 (2008)
MONEY
$13.7 billion
Amount the federal government spent on drug law enforcement in 2008

$10.6 billion
Tax dollars states spent on corrections in 1987

$44 billion
Amount of tax dollars states spent on corrections in 2007

$8 billion per year
Cost of incarcerating drug offenders in state and federal prisons (2005)

$3.2 million
Federal drug control budget for drug treatment and research (2008)

Make em bounce to this fake-pimp-free flow


I never knew hustlers confessed in stereo!

Jeruuuuuu.