Monday, October 26, 2009

He may be on to something with these......

Affion Crockett is a bad motherfucker!!  and he's funny too!

Chauffuer....



New Super-Group featuring Theophilus London, Mark Ronson, and Sam Sparro has released their single "Soles of Fire".  The single is to commemorate Gucci’s Icon-Temporary pop-up stores which will feature their new boat shoes designed by Mark Ronson.



Get Soles of Fire HERE

Also here is some footage of Chauffeur debuting "Soles of Fire"



as seen on We stole the show

SwaggerDap's This Charming Pic of The Day.......


My good folks at SwaggerDap and their pics of the day have been bringing smiles for a lil minute now.  Here is no different.  John from SwaggerDap also has this hilarious pic of him eating cereal.  Im dieing to put some words to that image....coming soon!



Powder Room.....

Ibe has done it again!!  This time he left the guys out and kept the ladies to himself.  The music is all Ibe.  I told him to send me the instrumental....think we're gonna turn this into a full song.  What do u think??


Powder Room from Ibe on Vimeo.

as seen on MrSoliman.blogspot

Sunday, October 25, 2009

No Benches.....




photo by Briian Dargon
I could picture you now.  Standing there looking at the empty benches.  It strikes a cord, because this is our place.  You're so familiar with the sight of me being here before your eyes.  Must be a bitch alone with pride right now.  I tried to tell you 3 was a crowd.  But you know.....can't tell you nothing.  So I’ll show you.  Cause you know what empty benches mean.  I can no longer sit on these benches......no not in your heart.  The same feelings that have brought me to these benches are the same why I'm gone.

The pain from my heart daggers countless emotions into my brain.  The rational is.........fear of being lonely.  I shed a tear.  I know you don't know but I sat at these benches for hours before leaving for the final time.  I vast in the moments that you now visit. I know you wanna blame me, but how could you blame me?  You walk left in opposition to me, then say I aint walking right.  How is that?  Listen to yourself, say aloud shut the fuck up and then listen to me.  What we had is no more.  You thought that this was the only bench in the world and acted accordingly.  I received the worst out of the situation and acted accordingly.  Google the world's best parks if you're trying to find me.  I'm on a great walk.....and I'm sure I’ll find the right bench to sit on when I get too tired to continue.  Until then.....fuck sitting down on a dam bench.

City Lights....





 photo by Briian Dargon

I walk these streets coasting to my own tune. I lead my own horn section. My brass is outdated. My shoes don't shine. But I light up this here city. It is my tune that enables your vision tonight. You don't walk to the beat from a speaker. You walk to the sounds of me. I light this city tonight! Now you like this city tonight. You say there's no place like NY....like my sound has boundary. Tell me where does talent live? What's the address on creativity? I'm a Taurus you know my name. Birds don't chirp ova here, they listen. You should do the same.

No home for The Bacon....






photo by Briian Dargon

Rough life what you know about it.  Because u walk by it.  Cause you sit on the train and watch it as it passes you.  Oh you gave so you know now.  Before you say yes, I'm gonna tell you no now.  My life's belongings are in the same bags you throw your trash in.  Help me believe shit is worth it.  I wear skullies n jackets in the summer time.  Hopefully ill pass out.  Call that buying time, but I spent the nickels you gave already.  See how time gets back what you gave already.  So don't ever think you know my life.  Yea you giving and they taking.  America the beautiful......but no home for the bacon.

FRESH....



photo by Briian Dargon

Fresh...niggas can't stop me I'm fresh.  Look at my dress.  And if there's a woman with me, then nigga look at her dress.  We come to impress.  Don't say a word, but let me suggest.  We are the best.  There was no contest.  We payed the refs.  Dressed them in fresh.  So they play correct.  All in the name and honor of FRESH!

Plenum...


 photo by blakcars

Fun.....I laugh at you. You share the funny with me. Mirrored actions keep me at bay. I more than enjoy this shit. Moments are only moments, yet I feel this to the core. I don't even know what tomorrow brings. I don't even care what tomorrow brings. Today everyday is fine with me. You think you fine with me? Yet. You think you cool with me? You think you know me? You think you like the way we talk? The way we dance? You like that groove? Let's repeat that tune. Hold hands. Kiss with closed eyes and let that moment take that vision. Eat on soft floors. Talk no more. Make sure there are locked doors. Release from fabrics. Tilt that air. Let me join you. Let me in you as you. For that time I am no more. Who are you but we in this moment? Who am I but we in this time? Who cares what to call what has now become. Plenum.

Friday, October 16, 2009

2nd Floor....a film by Ibe

Ibe is just a creative monster. Im just glad its is more "Where the Wild Things Are" than "Nightmare on Elm Street".

During a hardworking day of helping Ibe move, we found time to create. There's always time to CREATE!

2nd Floor from Ibe on Vimeo.