polyphony.

reminiscing.

i was straightening up my room today, and i came across a little box which i keep "keepsakes" if you will, mostly ticket stubs of concerts past, bus tickets anf baseball cards, stuff like that.

i looked thru them, and of course, with such things, memories were evoked.

just thought i'd share a few of the standout ones, whether the memories are good or bad.


quite possibly my favorite concert ever.
i think it was the whole day... i spent time with a really cool person.
we had all kinds of fun around new york city... i got to see a classic supergroup perform.

i remember it was so cold outside... we sat outside in line, waiting for the 18-under crowd to get out so mos and kwa could do our show. it was amazing, the fact that they rocked two shows with the same amount of energy. i saw evil dee, pos from de la came out and proved that he's HEADS above any performer i've ever seen... mr.man came out and they did FORTIFIED LIVE. it was nuts.

i remember mos asking who had copped the new jay z blueprint joint. fkn backpackers. nobody raised their hands. he was like, "the fk? y'all from brooklyn and y'all ain't cop? that sht is HOT!" lol

i had it, and i raised my hand. it was kinda hot. i remember he did his own version of take over(!!!) or when the dj dummy's turntable messed up and the beat dropped to ms. fat booty. mos sang the rest of the gregory isaacs joint he quoted in the song, and then spit the rest of ms.fat booty acapella. dramatic and dope.

but that trip was more about independence... i was 21... had money( *sad face*)... i kinda liked this chick up in new york. superbly fly. spent the whole night just havin fun around the city... it was post 9-11 too, so nyc was police state like a mthrfkr. we fell asleep in Grand Central Station, and this joe asz cop came and woke us up, talking about we were there the night before. fk out of here. i remember seeing the missing spot where the buildings had been... ground zero was still roped off at that point. and the air was hazy, and smelled really dusty. it was crazy.

i loved it.



man.
this concert.
just for a second. peep the price of this joint.

!!!

a nigga spent $80 to see the roots! in philly! what was i thinking?
i mean. i'd pay anything to see them. but it was SO disappointing, now that i think about it.
it was half a billion people there, and they all came to see jill scott and/or musiq. the roots hosted it, but when they actually performed, nobody knew words. i found myself trying to scream for everybody in the audience. they did do "swept away" tho.

it was so expensive because it was nba all star weekend. man, i musta had money then. cats was spendin it like they was BALLERS. those who attended with me will remember this as the last time my sister showed her face at a concert, i think.

craziness. eighty dollars, yo.
i want a refund.



this one was REAL good.
talib was good, but com was NUTS.
it was sunny, in the middle of upenn. there was this girl who attended upenn that i liked, and i hoped i'd see her there. i went with my boy, the one who's gone effectively crazy... we had so much fun. i got up with a friend there i hadn't seen since 10th grade. (gene, if you read this, you remember john from hs? dreads, hip hop head?) all three of us stood together, and wilded OUT.

there was this group of FLY girls behind us.... i wanted to crack so bad, but the jawn i was digging was giving john all the play... and my boy sherm (crazy cat) was pissing the other two off with his ignorant personality. so i just enjoyed the show. i did get into a pushing match with the white girl tho.
she was tryna house me for my spot in the front.

man, please.



this was a good concert.
from what i understand, i was there, unbeknownst to me, with some of my now closest associates. i went with my boy sherm, his girlfriend and her sister. they were all amazed at how i knew the words to every song that was played that night, before the show and after.

i'm like, you guys don't learn the words to this sht?

man... i miss sherm, yo. he was an ass, but he was a good dude. funny. i hope he's aight.

but yeah... i like the trocadero. it's a pretty nice venue.




this was also at the troc, as is painfully obvious.
nerd killed it. i had been rocking this cd something fierce, and was extra amped to see them perform. i remember all my lady friends was lookin fly, kaya was lookin extra fresh as usual, and sak was on top of game.

age old question:

"where's lex?! (my sister)"

age old answer:

"lex is a hater. you should know this by now."

basically.
yo... remember the mosh pit?
i was like yo. if these cats step on my sneaks, i'm gonna beat somebody bloody.
YO!

KELIS! sheesh... she was bad as she wanted to be. i wanted to smash so bad after that concert, i remember that... i dont know why. musta been something in the water my boy chris brought us.

but we had fun.

i need some more years like that. 2001-early 2002... i had fun.
and money.

hopefully, a repeat in 2004.

*shrug*

peace.