Nahmean

This is the piece I scribbled in the dark at the Lizard Lounge on the night of Sunday, September 11th. My homegirl Iyeoka let me borrow a scrap piece of paper and pen she had in her bag and I hit the stage with these brief words with the Jeff Robinson Trio as the backdrop:

Pick pockets move with swiftness while my eyes remain transfixed on the realness
With age comes maturity, security, and senility
Although the proportions never seem quite balanced

So I find myself on edge on the daily
Battling Jiminiy Cricket's instigating ass
While I steadily morph into a talking and walking contradiction
Nahmean?

Time traveling was never my forte
Just today I heard a song which I assume is entitled Unbreakable and it put me in a damn good mood
Yet in good stead is what I'm reaching for
A hark back to the days of Stetsasonic when even chubby kids could hold it down on the dance floor

So I'll just keep the party hype by continuing to write for myself to soothe my own soul while dencouncing proper spoken word etiquette
Because just maybe; I'll call it a night and stuff this crumpled sheet into my back pocket, scurry back to the lab, pull the covers over my eyes, and just blog for dolo

But then again...the Minstrel Show may g'on ahead and be the jump-off without me
And you know that ain't right
Nahmean?

In retrospect, I'm not feeling it as much as the other ones I wrote and read. So I need to find them and get 'em typed up before they get lost forever. Keeing track of all these itty-bitty pieces of paper is like a Writer's Cock-Block. Ain't this a b!tch.

I'm a b-boy standing in my b-boy stance

Just got back from hitting up both the Emerald Isle and the Lizard Lounge. The weekend was a bit slow [but I did manage to get snap I some flicks I liked] so I said fuq it and did both venues. I even peeped an old friend of mine and we ended up playing ball at Washington (Malcolm X) Park for a good 2 hours. Two game sof 3-on-3 and 2 full court runs and it was a wrap. I guess the street lights just don't come on at night once October hits. I understand the logic, but damn yo...it was nice outside. And we were busting their a$$, son. Work wit me, yo.

Anyways, a thin crowd was up in the spot as the Dynamic Duo of Comedy did their thing. I'm guessing Tracy Morgan's two shows downtown pulled folks that would have normally been there. That Carlos DeSoto cat was there again. Not as funny the first time around, but we're all works in progress, right? Another dude, Moe(?), tried out some new material he had; some funnier than others. And of course, although she didn't get on-stage this week, a lot of jokes seem to revolve her Pumpkin.

As for the Lizard Lounge, I was right, Gail Burton is on some other shT. I got there mad late coming from Fields Corner, but i still wa sable to catch her in the final stretch. The crowd was thick and she obviously had some of her peoples in the house, which added to the vibe. The open mic list was dumb long, so I begrudgingly plooed my name down next to the number eight and went back to my seat and started writing. I don't think what I finished with was as substantial as last week's words, albeit the reception was decent. So I ain't gonna complain. I'll make that this week's motto. No complaining. If it ain't working; fuq it. Can't be inhaling exhaust pipes when the engine light is on because of a blown fuse.

When you ego trip you just lose your luggage

"And if God propel us to the top, I won't go pop
No need to act a fool in public"
-Phonte, "Watch Me"

musically speaking: click here for a good laugh and click here for a the best Minstrel Show album review by none other than my man Flash, who is an institution in his own right.

asleep late and up early...thinking about what to do today...what to do tonight...and then how the next week should play out.

should i go to Lizard Lounge tonight and make yet another attempt at verbal immersion? or should just hit up the rest of the Roxbury Open Studios sites, play some ball if the weather holds up, and clean up the crib? awww fuw it...lemme try to do it all. it's not like my phone is ringing off the hook or anything anyway. the feature at the LL tonight is Gail Burton. I'm feeling the purpose behind her New Freedwoman Project and hope to hear some really great stuff. I only caught the tail-end of last week's feature, but it was obvious that she was a yawner. And speaking of which, I think I got some nice pics yesterday, so I'll try to get them up on the pics site soon. As far as Saturday goes, I hit up the 2 venues right here near ths Roxbury crib. Got to meet miss parker once again and bought soe fabulous gift cards from her too. She's giving me inspiration to finish that mural project. "Just keep taking pictures." Word. Just keep living. Let all the dumb shT roll off your back. Stay calm and collected and you'll be aiight.

So I'm sitting here...

and the little fella that has been whining all day just decided he doesn't want to sleep tonight so he starts doing back-flips in his sleep. Let's see how this works out..