My Parents Were Really Strict About Me

Music Has The Power To Stop Time. But Music Also Keeps Time.

What I'm Slowly Realizing Is That I Believe That Most Of Us Felt That We Could Relax A Little Bit After November 2, 2008, Because Of The Progress And The Spirit That It Took To Get Barack Obama In The White House. And What We Didn't Realize, Is That Was Really The Beginning. That Was Really The Beginning Of The Struggle And Not The End Of A Struggle, To Come From Colonial Times Through Slavery, Through The Jim Crowe Laws, Through The Civil Rights Period To The White House As, Like A Point A/point B Journey. Point B Of Course Being The End.

The Only Mofos In My Circle Are People That I Can Learn From.

In The 2000s, I Became An Artist. I Started Preserving And Educating. I Became More Obsessed With Making Ipod Playlists For People.

Part Of Me Would Just Like To Relax And Have One Job That Pays Me The Amount I Need To Survive. And Another Part Of Me Wants The Creativity That Comes Out Of Struggle And Frustration And Fear. It's A Never-ending Cycle, Which Must Be How I Want It, On Some Level.