Artists to check out |
Ray LaMontagne
Joe Firstman
Tony Lucca
Jack Zerby
Laura Warshauer
No Lindsay
iBucho!
Teitur
Black Cove Catastrophe
all can be found on myspace!... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Thu, 17 Nov 2005 08:45:00 PST |
poem |
Oh Poetical, Theoretical you changed me,
From Elequence to Tragic informality.
So Objective I don't know what I really think,
While from the cup of rejection I drink.
Oh Poetical, Theoretical, Forgivi... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Wed, 16 Nov 2005 08:20:00 PST |
ideas |
Does anyone have a brilliant idea for a song? I sure as hell don't (as I'm sure you noticed by the lack of new material).
Does anyone know a NY based percussionist/drummer who wants to work with a beg... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Wed, 16 Nov 2005 08:28:00 PST |
Don King |
I waited on him a couple weeks back....you'd think with all the money he has (which he flaunts, by the way, by pulling out a HUGE wad of bills to pay for everything in cash) that he would smell alot b... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Wed, 16 Nov 2005 08:23:00 PST |
Oscar De La Hoya |
so, I waited on Oscar De La Hoya the other night. Attractive guy. He and a few boxing promoters, a couple that I knew as regulars from the restaurant...whatever. Anyway, Oscar paid the check, tipped w... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Wed, 24 Aug 2005 03:14:00 PST |
Just more subway ramblings... |
so last night there was a crazy, crackhead lady. midnight black. cornrows. eating a cookie and laughing hysterically when ever the two young men by her spoke to eachother in spanish. Now, when I say h... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
is he dead? (just for charlie) |
this one is second hand, but still enjoyable....my roomie Lea was on the train last week, around midnight, with just a few other passengers in the car. there was a homeless man, a homeless woman (thou... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
WHATs THE DEAL? |
last night, me and Lea were waiting for the C train at about 10:45pm, enjoying a good humor ice cream cone and some pleasant conversation. When all of a sudden, out of the blue, a creepy little man in... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
subway stories |
So I'm on the C train at 116th street, heading downtown. A crackhead gets on the train at the same stop as me. Not unusual.He is a tall black man, probably early fourties. He is shoeless and his feet ... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
ONLY ME |
so last night I went to a gay club with lea and her friend Johnny. The club was crazy. gogo dancers who would actually pull "it" out and rub it while dancing and guys getting lap dances. crazy shit. s... Posted by Tisra DeWitt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |