polyphony.

okay so i glossed

reading other more in-depth entries has me feeling shitty about the detail i included in the last entry.

so, here's some things that really stuck out in my mind anout the weekend in brooklyn.

i didn't rhyme. that's my claim to fame, aside from my writing, and i kinda didn't do much. i guess i'm mad nervous about performing. this is something that few people know, although, now published, anyone can know.

it's something i'm working on. really. i wish sometimes i was a show off, some sort of exhibitionist, but i'm intrinsically a quiet dude. it's been one of the worst things i've had to suffer through, because when i'm on my lonesome, i'm straight up fucking nasty. ok, that's a bit of an overstatement, but i'm no slouch.

i coulda spit this one mini-verse that floats around in my head all the time- i have that shit on total recall... but i just kinda laid back and shit. this is the second time i've done that in sak geez's presence. paper nice is paper thin, and i'm not just tryna be nice in print. the kid can vocalize with the best of em. i'm not shying away anymore.

*sigh*

so yeah.

anyway, the food was good. the people were mad nice. karas spit and as usual, sickness flowed. pocket size dynamight, kiddies. trust moi.

i was trying to figure out whether the Rayz cat was just showing off for everyone in general, or whether he was focused on a particular set of eyes. he was cool tho, his (to quote rayz himself) "self-indulgent" style wasn't so abrasive when he mentioned pete rock's greatness. he did look like beanie siegel tho. lol

made me want to grab the 6string again and get serious.

i liked alana's voice. soulful. that's ill. she's got this reserved bluesy earthenware vibe to her, but it doesnt come off as pretentious, and that's what the fuck is up.

tab is funny as shit. cool peoples. i have a feeling she's going to make a lotta money someday. just a feeling.

sondra (hope i'm spelling it right) wouldn't sing, and methinks she had some shit to show off. i was the only one NOT harassing her, though, because i felt TOTALLY where she was coming from. lol... she also doesn't want to have kids. she'd rather adopt. i guess that's cool. but i mean, you can't say there is NOTHING to be said for giving birth to a child. *shrug* i didn't argue there, and i won't here. kids are glorious. nuff said.

Dan. that is one ill ass motherfucker. worldlywise as shit. i wish i coulda caught his math before he left, but alas- time had folks moving and forgetting things and it didn't happen. i'm sure i'll run into him again. he's on south st. for god's sake.

April.

she was pretty as i remembered her from HS. she seemed kinda mad all day. she routed at 4:30 am. we busted it up for a few minutes, she said all of about 300 words the whole night, but for some reason, she stuck out in my mind the most.

*shrug*

i hope she made it home ok.

sak mentioned in a jest-ish/"but yo thats mad possible"-ish kinda way that we should get a house up there, a few like minded folk, and real world it. i would *so* do that. in fact, that grouping that was there would make do nicely in an arrangement, i imagine. i dunno. everytime i'm up there, i remember how much i'd like to live there a bit.

we'll see.

anyway- it's late. i'm out.

peas.