Friday, February 12, 2010



The week's come to a close and of course there is nothing better than family, friends and house music to bring it to an energetic end.  I completed a seminar at work this week called managing personal growth where we had to discuss our values and assign priority to them.

I'm an open book so here goes - number 1 spirituality - this was actually interesting because I hadn't had that as my top priority - the course helps you figure that out - and in spirituality I not only place religion but also inner harmony.  I feel that inner harmony is a subset of spirituality and it's really a matter of perception.  I also include under spirituality soulful funky house.

I'm always searching for inner peace and at times struggle with it so I seek out God for a subjective response but also dance to house for an objective result.  The reason I put them together is an influential song I listened to some twelve odd years ago called Jack's House and the lyrics can be found if you click there.  Jack describes that house is a feeling that no one can understand really unless they are deep into the vibe of house.  I know it seems a bit abstract that the two can relate - but think about it this way - when you speak with God you let go and accept things as they are and begin to love what you have - when you dance to house you let go and accept things as they are and love the moment you're in...



Moral:  "You may be black, you may be white; you may be Jew or Gentile.  It don't make a difference in OUR HOUSE!" -

You may be black, you may be white; you may be Jew or Gentile. It don't make a difference in OUR House.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

American I-DON'T

Ya heard me!  American Idol - has turned into American I-DON"T...as in I don't care.  All these pretentious impostors posing as singers going up there and attempting their rendition of Lady GaGa's Poker face piss me off.  Not to say that there isn't talent - cause there is a shite load.  I can't sing for the life of me - and won't put anyone through the misery thanks to ex girlfriends and close friends who told me I suck at singing...I still love y'all

I watch the show and my body aches and twitches from listening to some of these people.  They've been lied to either by friends, family or think to themselves that they can sing.  It's synonymous to Freddy Krueger going over to the chalk board (yes think way back) and having his razor sharp glove scratch away creating that awful shrieking sound...

So I don't give a flying fuck any longer.  The show, which already started as a glorified karaoke contest, has now gotten more and more annoying where the producers enjoy ridiculing those that suck.  That's not all either - for some reason they get judged in hollywood week for group trials - why do they need to go all boys to men when the contest is dominated by the fact that your individual talent is supposed to be showcased?



Moral:  The show should require individual songs to be showcased to give the avenue for real talent to shine...

Keep dancin'

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

With Honors

A dramedy filmed back in 1994 with an outstanding cast of characters that complemented one another so well that you're encapsulated the entire time with an exceptional performance by the man himself, Joe Pesci.  He's been in some great films in his career, Goodfellas, Moonwalker, My Cousin Vinny, the Super, and many others, however, I feel the character he portrayed in this film was the deepest in his long list of great products.

Joe plays a homeless person named Simon who is living in the basement of a library at Harvard University.  In some unfortunate incident Simon's residence gets uncovered by a Harvard student who dropped his thesis accidentally down a vent.  Simon was reading it, and thought it to be junk, and so was burning these pages for heat.  Well, you can see the drama unfold as Harvard - as Joe refers to the kid Monty as - gets Simon kicked out of the basement.

From here on out the building of a relationship begins slowly between the two, where Simon cracks political jokes in lectures at Harvard, pokes fun at Harvard continuously for his short comings, and eventually is presented with his own challenge (no spoilers for you) to overcome...it's really a terrific film about life, friendship, and appreciating all that you have around you...



Moral:  Look around - you've probably got much more than you need right in front of your nose...

Keep dancin'

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

I don't buy it...

I hate misleading commercials.  Number 1 lately is the taco bell commercial.  First and foremost - I've heard it's grade D beef.  Whatever it is - it's not grade A.  I hear that they get away with it because they can, and by can I mean they use spices that somehow allow for them to sell less quality beef.

Secondly - they use attractive ladies as the servers of the taco bell.  There is no fucking way that any girl who's that attractive is going to work at taco bell.  It's just not even remotely close to reality.  I don't understand how they are getting away with this false advertising...

On a side note - I was watching discovery channel and they had this espresso shop called Moo-Licious Espresso where the girls dress in all sorts of different outfits.  Now that's not false advertising at all.  That's what I'm talking about!  Sell reality - not a fantasy - even though fantasy is nice from time to time...



Moral:  Don't lie to your customers.

Keep dancin'

Monday, February 8, 2010

What a game!

Superbowl 44 was a terrific display of athletic ability and strategic warfare on the grid iron.  I had not vested interest in either team winning but I enjoy rooting for the underdog so automatically my vote went for the Saints.  Don't get me wrong - I'm a big fan of the sport of football and therefore I am a huge fan of Peyton Manning...

I couldn't stand him when I first started watching football.  A shortcoming of being a fan of Boston sports, however as time passed and my appreciation for the athletic ability of some of these super star players grew - my excitement for how players from rival teams play sports grew as well.  I'd like to think it's a level of maturity.  Don't take me wrong though - I'll still cuss and curse and kick and shout when my favorite teams aren't winning - but you have to appreciate talent...

Take for example the pass that Peyton threw to Dallas while he was covered by six saints for a 41 yard gain late in the game, let's also not forget he was rolling right while he was doing this and being chased by another 3 saints...I mean talent is talent.  But the day belongs to my boy Drew Breeezy...the man went out there in the second half and marched down the field with intensity and intent to win and after it was all said and done he brought his little boy out there to celebrate with him...


Moral:  Work hard - play hard - then you can most likely party hard like the saints are still doing at this moment...

Keep dancin'