I used to rap alot; I made 2 albums, did a few shows, competed in some battles. I grew older; I got a lil' frustrated with the hip hop community, got sick of being threatened, and fronted on. I got sicker still, and eventually hung up the microphone. It's just not for me anymore. I still love the culture, I still love the music from the hey day. I like some of what's happening now, I just cannot bring myself to have any respect for the majority of what I see and hear now. Go ahead and call that shit urban, play it in clubs and I'll stay home and listen to "underground" in my underwear and remember when people used to smile at shows.
I ended up losing patience with alot of people in my life around the same time I lost patience with hip hop. I knew I needed to change some things, and one day my brother suggested; "why don't you try making tracks that don't need words?" and I said; "I was thinking of trying that". It was something that I had wanted to do even before I thought I wanted to be a rapper. The ensuing sessions in that basement on Oxford Street proved to lead to the beginnings of what would end up as "Short Stories, Poems, Urban Legends, and Un-Funny Jokes."
That record ended up taking about a year to complete, and won't ever see a properly funded release. There's a couple of covers, and a bunch of samples that will prevent that from happening. I had a bit of an epiphany one night at a bar. I got drunk, but something I didn't expect was taking place that night. I never would've predicted this, and I was so surprised, that when I woke up the next day I reconsidered a number of things. I was determined to stop partying for atleast three months; all in the name of being productive, of working at this music again.
It's been six months and a few days since I made that decision. Since then I've finished "Short Stories, Poems, Urban Legends, and Un-Funny Jokes." The last two tracks were "As Sad as Your Smile" and "This is Directed at You". I've pieced together a couple of mixtapes, and thrown a couple of parties. I dj every friday, and I love what I'm doing. Now I'm trying to produce a few albums for a few highly talented vocalists. It's really kind of strange, but there's someone who has had a huge impact on this process and probably has no idea. Really there's no way that they would.
At this point, I just want to stay at it. I don't care to get rich, I don't care to look cool. I just want to keep making this music that defines this life I'm living. No matter how strange the story would be, I'd rather tell it in the language of music. There are parts of this tale, that truly, you wouldn't believe me if I told you. Someday if you catch me face to face, on a September afternoon, over coffee, with a nice breeze, maybe a few sparse raindrops; then I'll tell it. To the right person/right people; I'd tell the whole thing if you want me to.
But don't say I didn't warn you....
You wouldn't believe me if I told you. But I hope you do anyways.
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