3.29.2002
oooo OOOOOOOOO!!!
springtime's coming and the change of seasons is soon upon us
birds return
flowers bloom
shedding clothes
shedding hair...hmmmm
that reminds me of something i've been meaning to revisit
we're cool, we can talk personal things right?
ok- i am soliciting thoughts on the grooming of my pubic hair follicles.
i have seen countless varieties of groomed female privates:
-the puffball
-the stripe
-the detailed outline
-the bikini waxed mini-triangle
-and of course, the ever-popular BALDY
but me? i, like samson, have the same strands as the ones that sprouted around age 18 when i first got pubic coverage
i, like samson, derive my incredible baby-making powers from my hair
i, like brer rabbit, know the briar patch
but man- my girl is starting to talk about me...
i look like...a man who has never had a "haircut"
so the question is...
to trim or not to trim?
i mean, will i still retain my virility if my lamb chop is shorn?
will i recognize myself (comin' out the shower like "YO! whose d*ck is that?")
isn't a touch-up gonna lead to a fade, to a ceaser, to...porn movies?
AAAAGHHH- I NEED GUIDANCE!!! my nutz are my reputation
what if i get that temple-taper on my totem pole and start rhyming in a Maxwell-ish falsetto?
your comments and advice would be greatly appreciated
please proceed to the guestbook and TELL ME WHAT TO DO
do i move towards a more refined, denzel-type cut?
or do i stay with the dwayne from "what's happening" look?
decisions, decisions
PIC!
naturalaw-dp - 12:59 PM
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3.27.2002
understand this:
cassandra wilson is currently 46 years old.
that changes absolutely nothing...
MASH!!!
and for those who disagree? it must be fear...
sista singing that DEEP? with that much AUTHORITY & EMOTION?
that much CONTROL?
must be some correlation...
should you, ms. wilson, desire the opportunity to have your locks sweated-out 'til they turn into an old-fashioned "cotton club" style perm (damn- now that's a grandiose concept! -courtesy of picasso washington), then come check me...
psycebox/reggie tagyasirvix
-i'm not kidding. i will have your smoky-ass singin' like michael jackson on "ABC-123"...
naturalaw-dp - 10:02 AM
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3.24.2002
picasso's tribute to State of the Union is the shizzola
please scroll down and read it if ya haven't done so already...
now- unrelated to p's exemplary dopeness is this quote, lifted from a buster rhymes/fabolous concert review:
(bold-face type on the extra funny parts courtesy of dp)
"Brooklyn's aesthetically challenged Fabolous opened the show, running through tracks from his Desert Storm/Elektra debut album, "Ghetto Fabolous," including "Superwoman" (without Lil' Mo), "Holla Back," and "You Can't Deny It" (without Nate Dogg). His low-grade performance included an entourage that continued to grow throughout the set, their usefulness
limited to Grim Reaper-like sweat suits and lumbering around. Their clumsy, muffled rhymes in unison and a
blaring sound system drowned out the young MC, who's got flow, but not much else."
damn...who'da thunk billboard would go hard on a chart topper like Fabrege'? Fabluletta? Fabolousy?
i'd just like to say that i hope dude doesn't have thin skin, cuz when you pull your jewels out for display, the last thing you wanna hear are snickers, smirks or groans...
easy action,
dp
ps. best wishes to all artists who are actively pursuing their shit- including fabolous (even though that misspelled name is killin' me)
naturalaw-dp - 1:12 PM
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3.18.2002
I Reminisce I Reminisce....
I reminisce for a spell or should I say think back 5 or 6 years ago to keep it on track
the birth of a style that the vagabonds hostin'
a toast - the first to render U street open
count all the poets spitting prose now I suppose
you hope ya little chill spot grows - now
18 drinks messin' up my karma
buddy luvin' strange women causin' Mary J drama
single club in the hood doin real good
by the time we start havin fun here's another one
this ones a Bar - let's call it Nun
met a cat named Darrell Perry - started vibin with the dun
uncontrollable dude named Malik
crackin' up & smokin laptops causin' panic
3am trying to catch a cabbie for a ride
make like David Banner while the lighter people sliiiiiide
but brothers got wise to the game
just have a sister flag a cab for ya - there it is
after 5 seconds running at the mouth
Priest commences knocking out ya spouse - listen
positive over negative
Generation 2000 - to POEM-CEES State is our housing
deja vu - talkin up State of the U
when they reminisce over you my gawd....
When I think back I recall when Leslie was working the place
my face lit up like the moon when I met her
gave us many opportunities POEM-CEES could always call her
when the 9:30 club didn't bother
went to aeroglyphix - State had the finest B-boys, graf artists
and an DJ named Stylus
Grits & Gravys Kat Eye & Kringle were crew
5 years rockin' the spot believe they've got a right to
Soul Baby on Thursdays the scene
sneakin' drinkin' armbands even though you're eighteen
the same age front page no fuss
motorcycle riders can't be living longer than us
never been senile that's where you're wrong
'cuz give the Pic a taste & he's GONE!
long ass line to the bathroom
I hear DJ Source is getting people off in the back room
I start to pucker & Queen B bussin'
drunk muthafuckas staggerin' up & cussin'
tellin' me how to rip the show like they're takin' over
but drunk cats don't get any closer
we laugh all night about the chickens at the garden
trippin on the curb like "Whoops! I beg your pardon"
If you lose your balance make sure you've got a crew
hanging out at State of the U - for real
I reminisce so you never forget this
the days of way back we ponder on the hammer & the sickle
sticky floors smoke & roofs that steady trickle
my baba out front trading knowledge for a nickel
A to the S K A R I how did you & I meet
in front of It's your Mug on P Street
but only you saw what took many times to see
I dedicate this to you for believing in me
Rain or shine yes in any weather
my soundman Warren keeps the band soundin' together
the stage is so incredibly tight Neitzche is buggin' his eyes out
pulled the last cord now it's lights out
time to press on 'cuz we've got no choice
gotta mash jonts as long as we've got voice
so Stylus hit me - nuf respect due
reminiscing on State of the U....
Pic!
blackpicasso - 7:06 AM
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3.13.2002
THIS FRIDAY- POEM-CEES/PLEXUS CREW'S LAST SHOW @STATE
doors at 9pm
cover: ? (probably 10)
yeah, i said it.
last one ever, cuz State of the Union is closing at the end of the month
as the clock ticks towards this dour event, we offer you one last chance to shake yo sh*t at a dope live show within the State's cozy confines...
and guess what?
YOU get to pick the songs
YOU get to set the vibe
YOU get to feed the jukebox, baby...
cuz this is the JUKEBOX JONT, featuring drums/bass/keys/sampler/turntables and the vocal stylings of:
PRIEST DA NOMAD
STORM THE UNPREDICTABLE
KOKAYI & SUB-Z of OPUS AKOBEN
and of course, NATURALAW & PICASSO of POEM-CEES
it works like this- when you come in, you will be handed a menu; this is the list o' jonts for the night. when we ask for selections, you tell us what you wanna hear- example:
"yo, gimme "Stop Lyin" -Storm the Unpredictable, feat. Priest da Nomad, and a "Random Opus Akoben Jont"
or: "i don't recognize any of your songs, so gimme the "Afro-Brazilian jont" and i also wanna hear the "Big Girls Anthem Jont"
get it? we gon' select the first half of the show from one side of the menu, and then close it out with the flip side of the menu
so come pay your respects to the club that started the current U St. scene
(oh, you didn't know? thought it was Republic Gardens? WRONG!)
DO NOT FAKE ON THIS SHOW Y'ALL- cuz there will never ever ever ever be another POEM-CEES/PLEXUS show at State of the Union again...
easy,
dp
naturalaw-dp - 2:00 PM
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3.10.2002
this week has been the week of frustratious energy.
didn't finish sequencing tracks
didn't finish any new songs on the high priority list
didn't get the new tracks we were supposed to get
with all this "didn't" goin' on,
it comes as no surprise that we didn't get in the studio either...
that shit ends right now. this week's task list is:
-sequence the final pho 13 jont and track 6 joints in at UIntalek
-try "blah blah" over the diff beat and at least pick a date for tracking in "supayesterday"
-finish "excuses"
-schedule chris for drum tracking next week
-write something from the grimy, gutter-edges of the brain
ok- that is all for now
dp
ps. big ups to leslye- go visit her website to see how much doper she's gotten since designing this bad mamma-jamma for us...
naturalaw-dp - 6:20 PM
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3.8.2002
TONIGHT- MISCELLANEOUS FLUX LIVE AT STATE OF THE UNION
1357 U St. NW
doors at 9pm
flux is for the people...the people who like to watch strange people
talented cats, no doubt
if you got any sense at all, i'll see you there
naturalaw-dp - 2:20 PM
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3.7.2002
Damn Darrell. I was just going to say I hope we don't sound like this when we're slangin' fliers up and down these mean streets of the District.
-Stylus
Stylus - 4:26 PM
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3.6.2002
i...
-have skiied the premier ski areas of the U.S. for free
-puffed on fine cigars (just as nasty as the cheap ones)
-used to gaffle vending machines for food/soda & profit
-saw a lady get clocked in the dome with a golf ball
-was bitten badly in the ass by a small dog, near my aunt's house
-passed out at church from inhaling helium straight from the tank
once, i went over to this shorty's room late night and wild drunk. she lay me in the bed, i passed out. she awoke to a strange sound- as if niagra falls were nearby and flowed with cream of wheat rather than water. that sound was me. puking languid waves of manyliquorsbeersetc in my sleep. later (when she began speaking/sleeping with me again), she told me that she attempted to wake/save me from going "hendrix". i awoke, snatched her out of the bed, stripped off the covers and dashed out the door. then i came back...without the sheets. grabbed the top mattress and, against her protests, dragged it out of the room. she began to cry. i returned. she tried to block me from the box spring, but i was not to be denied (allegedly). that too, was dragged out of the door. i did not return. alone, in a puke-spattered, torn-apart room with no bed (at 4am), she sat and sobbed...
i...
-once got high before a track meet, and ran soooo fast...for the first 80 m of a 200
-have driven a car at 137mph
-fumbled my game with several dime-type jonts
-came off with game when i ain't have nooo business mashin' a jont
-read the most books in the book club
-learned to shoot firearms at age 9
-got skills with a chainsaw
-was seriously on some cole-haan shoes shit when i was broke
-worked in a steel mill for a minute (got the scars to prove it)
outside the club one night, this college cat has beef with one of the local cats. college guy pulls out his pistol, while local cat stands about 20 yds away like "what, fool!?". college guy's boys are all cali nukkas on scholarship, as is college guy. football got a nukka up out the hood- not to mention the 'burbs. sooooo, everybody crowds around dude, telling him to chill out. but he done already pulled out. he sees the look in the local cat's eyes, and he can't just strap down and walk. he gesticulates wildly with the pistol. his crew is still all around him. all of a sudden, BLAM!!! everybody freezes for a second (except the local cat- he got ghost with a quickness...). then they scatter like roaches. as they drive past me and my potnah, we see blood on the outside of their car. he shot his boy by accident. all that posturing and wild gun-wavin' got his boy a slug in the leg and pretty much ended that cat's game on the field... i bet these dudes look at the jason williams situation and go "damn- that shit allllmost happened to me..."
i...
-have jumped off of 30ft high bridges into water
-boiled some frozen beer cans until they exploded
-nearly died in several car crashes
-never went to homecoming
-was chased by people with guns who weren't cops
-was chased by people with guns who were cops
-dropped in on a 12ft pool with 2 ft of vertical
-wiped out on motorcycles (dirt & street)
of course, this wasn't all in the same week or nothin'...
big shout outs to edward marshall rose III and jarone anthony baker
y'all know what time it is...
we gotta make a plan for getting up this year
ps. the bed/bedding was found in a study room on the other side of the dorm floor. apparently, the madman returned to his own room that night.
naturalaw-dp - 9:18 PM
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3.4.2002