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Saturday, December 11, 2010
if you are a dreamer, come in.. sit by my fire. for we have some flax golden tales to spin..
Isn't it crazy how life imitates art?
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Culture Clash
3 December 2010: Red Bull Music Academy Culture Clash.
So Shaun, Sterling, Duane, Justin, and I headed down to Exchange LA on a Thursday night to check out this promising event.
HANDS DOWN, best show I've been to all year. I had so much fun. The venue was great, and the stages were set up at all four corners and had a balcony so you pretty much had a view of all four stages no matter where you stood.
Four of LA's biggest soundsystem's came together to battle it out.
Stone's throw, the winner, delivered and then some. They represented everything I love about hip-hop. They were classy and confident and didn't try any special tricks to win the crowd over. And Mayer Hawthorne held my mother f%^&ing hand. I die.
Dim Mak was probably the biggest upset of the night, playing semi-old songs and using every trick in the book like dancing girls and beer bongs to try to sway the crowd but the thing that put the nail in the coffin was that stupid skinny white boy with the pink beanie who was dancing on stage. It's no surprise they got boo'ed by the end of the night. They should have come prepared with the Bloody Beetroots and Steve Aoki to go against 12th Planet, Craze, J. Rocc, and PB Wolf. Instead they bring Them Jeans and Fashen? Too bad so sad.
Dub Club was chill, like reggae music should be. They didn't try too hard. They just were who they were and played the music they loved and that was that. No gimmicks. Just love and reggae. So humble. I liked that.
Smog. Wow. wobble-wobble-wobble-wobble. 12th Planet and Craze were amazing and it was hard to chose between them and Stone's Throw until they got cocky towards the end and played "All I Do Is Win" by DJ Khaled.
Hope they have another one because I felt so happy and blessed to experience this. Definitely in the top three shows of my life.
Congrats again to Stone's Throw!
So Shaun, Sterling, Duane, Justin, and I headed down to Exchange LA on a Thursday night to check out this promising event.
HANDS DOWN, best show I've been to all year. I had so much fun. The venue was great, and the stages were set up at all four corners and had a balcony so you pretty much had a view of all four stages no matter where you stood.
Four of LA's biggest soundsystem's came together to battle it out.
Stone's throw, the winner, delivered and then some. They represented everything I love about hip-hop. They were classy and confident and didn't try any special tricks to win the crowd over. And Mayer Hawthorne held my mother f%^&ing hand. I die.
Dim Mak was probably the biggest upset of the night, playing semi-old songs and using every trick in the book like dancing girls and beer bongs to try to sway the crowd but the thing that put the nail in the coffin was that stupid skinny white boy with the pink beanie who was dancing on stage. It's no surprise they got boo'ed by the end of the night. They should have come prepared with the Bloody Beetroots and Steve Aoki to go against 12th Planet, Craze, J. Rocc, and PB Wolf. Instead they bring Them Jeans and Fashen? Too bad so sad.
Dub Club was chill, like reggae music should be. They didn't try too hard. They just were who they were and played the music they loved and that was that. No gimmicks. Just love and reggae. So humble. I liked that.
Smog. Wow. wobble-wobble-wobble-wobble. 12th Planet and Craze were amazing and it was hard to chose between them and Stone's Throw until they got cocky towards the end and played "All I Do Is Win" by DJ Khaled.
Hope they have another one because I felt so happy and blessed to experience this. Definitely in the top three shows of my life.
Congrats again to Stone's Throw!
god's green earth
When I was younger, I wanted what every little girl is trained to want at that age. I dreamt of one day having loving husband, 2.5 children, that perfect house in suburbia with the white picket fence and a breakfast nook. Maybe a golden retriever or German Shepard mulling around in our perfect backyard with avocado trees and perfectly cut gorgeous green grass. But as I got older I began to learn that this world was not what I thought it to be.
This isn't the type of world I want to raise my children in. There are so many fucked up things happening socially, economically, and environmentally but the the thing that gets me the most is the inaction. We KNOW we're running out of oil, we KNOW we're running out of food and clean air and water and our kids are littering and we aren't doing shit about it. We've allowed the government to brainwash us and allowed money and materials to control us. It's a shame that we've become so disjointed from the very Earth we live in.
We know Monsanto has patented seeds and have messed with them so much biologically that they are no longer able to reproduce. We know we're running out of oil but we're too lazy to hop on our bikes to get to the 7-eleven.. down the street. We know our children are starting to value Louis Vuitton's and expensive cars and getting drunk weekly just because you're bored and there's nothing else to do and to show how cool you are. Stop it.
We know Monsanto has patented seeds and have messed with them so much biologically that they are no longer able to reproduce. We know we're running out of oil but we're too lazy to hop on our bikes to get to the 7-eleven.. down the street. We know our children are starting to value Louis Vuitton's and expensive cars and getting drunk weekly just because you're bored and there's nothing else to do and to show how cool you are. Stop it.
What do young kids do for fun nowadays? Shit, I don't know. But I can guess. Internet? Gameboys? Phones? What happened to playing outside and getting dirty and walking home with your friends at dusk and feeling the cool air on your skin? That's how I grew up. That's how I came to value beautiful weather and pretty green grass I can walk barefoot in and the crisp air of the morning. It's no wonder they don't pay attention to what's happening around them.
I refuse to raise kids. I'm going to travel and meet people around the world and I'm going to make them smile and have a positive impact and when the world finally runs out of energy and money is worthless and we live in complete chaos I can rest well knowing that I didn't bring a child into this world to suffer through that.
Rant. Over.
xx, loveLC
Monday, December 6, 2010
danksgiving
25 November 2010: An atypical Thanksgiving with Stef and Christa, your atypical trifecta. Little Tokyo, Melrose, Hollywood. Cameras, cigarettes, Starbucks. Then back home in time for Thanksgiving dinner.
PHOTO CRED: Christa Ilag.
Edited by yours truly.
PHOTO CRED: Christa Ilag.
Edited by yours truly.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
things are bad
"I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's worth, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be! We know things are bad - worse than bad, They're crazy! It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone!' Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone! I want you to get MAD! I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot - I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad! You've got to say, "I'm a HUMAN BEING, GODDAMNIT! My LIFE has VALUE!!" So, I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now, and go to the window, open it, and stick your head out and yell: "I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!!" I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell - 'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Things have got to change. But first, you've gotta get mad!... You've got to say, 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it: I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!!"
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