Logan

Pharoahe Monch, "Desire." Listening to the Staple Singers' "Let's Do It Again" on sunny weekend mornings and wishing I had someone to make out with. Being handled with care. Roof access. Sarcasm, sweetness, swagger, sincerity, & a little braggery for good measure. ........the fact that Timbaland is producing Bjork!, record stores, bookstores, spending unreasonable amounts of time and money at record stores and bookstores, Mingus' song titles ("Orange Was the Color of Her Dress, Then Blue Silk," "Love is a Dangerous Necessity," "Myself When I Am Real"),..sittin' on chrome, tippin' on 4-4s, jackin' for beats, rhymin' and stealin', plug tunin', gettin' down at the amphitheater, chessboxin', diggin' the scene w/a gangsta lean, vibes and stuff,..shaking my hips, mixing records, womanhood & manhood & the intersecting of the two, verbal intercourse,
So, you're a philosopher?
Nope ..
Not sure ..
Yes, I think very deeply ..
View Result..ridiculous bass, aggravating treble, handclaps, kicks and snares, dots and loops, pitch shifts, time stretches, reverb, delays, intros/verses/choruses/bridges, crimson and clover, sex and violence, ringing the alarm, meeting rockers uptown, midnight marauding, raising hell, getting paid in full, slippin' into darkness, thinkin' of a master plan, breaking atoms, doing it to death, giant steps, brilliant corners,......overcoming writer's block, hating, appreciating, congratulating,global ceasefires, sweet old-fashioned love, people's amusing attempts at guessing my ethnic background,........hip-hop nerds, NFL Sunday Ticket, home field advantage, documenting my life on paper, beards/scruffy faces, sweet and beautiful things that make me say awww...(Dilla, "Nothing Like This"):....documenting myself in photos (thank you, badass Carl Zeiss lens), .. .. proliferating my liberal agenda, .. ...... ........George W's warm welcome in Brasil, .. reppin and being the official spokesmodel for the United Way (they funded my grant for an education program for girls in the juvenile justice system!) .... Coachella every year, walking around and thinking, bacon dogs outside the Little Temple, getting away with things because of my innocent-looking face, adding to my "Songs I Want To Make Out To" list, lounging around in my underwear and reading Wax Poetics, being annoyed by yet attracted to sneakerheads/dudes obsessed with New Eras, .. pissing off self-righteous Republicans who are too stupid to know how "appeasement" is spelled (exhibit A, actual note left on my car by actual idiot): .. discovering and geeking out on useless and beautiful musical trivia/history (the Amen break!) then keeping it extra nerdy and posting the drum tabs on my profile... .. drinking Red Stripe and thinking everything is hilarious, musicians who used to be social workers (Diplo, Scott LaRock), .. NPR, the dude who owns the record store up the street from my house who puts stuff on hold for me when I don't have enough money, subverting the dominant paradigm, relentless crate digging and torturing myself by looking for things I will never find on vinyl (Aretha, "One Step Ahead," AKA the source of the "Ms. Fat Booty" break. Torture.), being obsessive about songs/breaks/lyrics/original pressings/Japanese imports, cute notes from my best friend that would sound corny if anyone else wrote 'em: .. Rod Lavers and cute miniskirts, secretly liking Swishahouse music, Fatburger (the food, the milkshakes, the jukebox), being right about everything all the time, being a feminist yet having profile pics of me in my bikini, trying to accept the mysterious/frustrating/intriguing beauty of the male perspective, .. things that feel good, making fun of myself and others, yelling at the Raiders on my TV, my dad's record collection, beautiful art by Logan Hicks and Andrew Schoultz and Paul Klee, wishing I could make beautiful art, all things Oakland that my dad schooled me in (sports teams, music, political movements)... .. (Denis Kennedy print). And I'm super interested in the fact that I finally found the "Stay Fly" original--Willie Hutch, "Tell Me Why Has Our Love Turned Cold."