October tenth..

The great ruler and philosopher Marcus Aurelius once said 'Everything that happens, happens as it should, and if you observe carefully, you will find it to be so.' well this morning My mother passed away and its from these words which i draw solace...

Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine: et lux perpetua luceat eis.

Funny enough this blog has turned out to be more of an outlet than initially expected... This is probably My fourth draft and at most im tryna sum My thoughts coherently..


But such is lyf...

Eric Roberson's "Music Fan First" hit stores today!!!

Eric Roberson's higly anticipated album, "Music Fan First" dropped in stores today! Including the bonus track, this album has a total of 17 tracks, guaranteed to make you keep it in heavy rotation!
















Make sure to grab a copy!

Check out blueerrosoul.blogspot.com for more...

Eastern Westerns: They're The Shit.

This film inspired this post...I was watching Stephen Chow's masterpiece earlier today and it got me thinking, "You know. Why is it that all these asian Western-style movies are so good?"...that might just be because I have excellent taste in movies and haven't even considered watching a bad one...or it might be that there's something about that sort of story that I find appealing...whatever it is, might as well share some of my favorites, as well as one that I am highly anticipating...


Now, Kung Fu Hustle isn't technically within the Western category...it's really more of an Action-Comedy, combining a tremendous amount of martial arts with several parodies from other films (both Chinese and American)...however, it contains several elements common in Westerns, including Chow himself playing the Young Gun, the landlady and her peeping-tom husband, the three masters in Pig Sty Alley, and the Axe Gang terrorizing its impoverished residents...they almost tossed in this sucker, but they needed to leave things open for Chow to become The Chosen One in the end...this is the movie that made me want to get into the motion picture business...if you haven't already, watched it...


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If you've spent any time at all attempting to expand your cranial film database, then you've probably come across this classic...if you haven't, drop whatever you're doing on the ground...I don't care how fragile it is, just drop it and start running to the nearest Mr Video...you can pick up the pieces later...you need to watch this...


Akira Kurosawa's Seven Samurai is one of those movies that they'll make you watch (or at least they should) if you ever take a film appreciation course...it's been an inspiration in many many movies and TV shows, including The Magnificent Seven, The Guns of the Navarone, Ocean's Eleven, The Dirty Dozen, Star Wars, Samurai 7, Firefly, The Three Amigos, Seven Swords, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine and probably Kung Fu Hustle as well..

My apologies for my super delinquent postings. I've been dealing with sleep deprivation and tiresome studies. This "Work-from-Home" business is quite the juggling act.. but in the throes of my studyin iv found sum comic relief... i hope it provides that bit of commic relief for u as well

Hard Times...

When I began thisblog i had intented it to be a means by which i would preserve my thought and feels at any given time and in accordance with that thoght i Post something a lil Unique.:

Build Up Party to The Official Konvict Concert After Party

saturday 19 SEPTEMBER 2009

CLUB PARIS in association with TOUCHMIXWELL.COM and KONVIKT SOUTH AFRICA present the build up party to the biggest concert in DURBAN featuring AKON, LADY GAGA, SOULJAH BOY and many more...


On The Decks: Fistaz Mixwell, Tbo-Touch, Chynaman, Andre and 8th Wonder
Venue: Club Paris (749 North Coast Road | Briadene | Durban)
Entrance: R50

More Info: 076 721 6152

MOney Money...

Money On My Mind lyrics

Yeah

[Chorus 2X with variations]
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Money money on my mind
So money is all I think of

Steppin out the motherfuckin car they in awe
I'm lookin like a star bitch when you see me make a wish
Holla at ya motherfuckin boy J.R.
Birdman my pa bitch ball bred born rich
Dear Mr. Toilet I'm the shit
Got these other haters pissed cause my toilet paper thick
I know but trip and that forty make a chip
Out a potato head wimp and like ranch I dip
And the hustle was all muscle just strength
When it comes to that weight I don't struggle I just lift
I got my hand on the game yeah I make a grip
Hundred grand in my fist same on my wrist
Get key money from a quarter blame it on my wrist
I whip coke like hoes nigga I'm a pimp
Lil nigga bout to rape the market
If we talkin bout money baby now we talkin

[Chorus]

[Hook: during chorus]
Fuck bitches [3X]
Get money [3X]
Get money fuck bitches
Fuck bitches get money
Fuck bitches get money

Yeah
Nigga get it in a slump if you know how
In the heart of the summer we need a snow plow
What you know bout that baby its yo time
Coke transactions on the phone we call it blowjob
Too fast for the feds too cocky for the cops
Had to ditch my old bitch gettin sloppy wit the pots
Hoppin off the boat meetin papi at the docks
He tell me I'm gainin weight I tell him I'm gettin paid
Money over bitches I'm yellin it to the grave
Developed at a young age go after what pays
These Gabana sunshades block the sunrays
I drop a car note in the mall on the first day
I gotta get it even if its in the worst way
That cake like it's it's my birthday
New Orleans my birthplace ya heard me
Where moneys more important than the person
Nigga

[Chorus + Hook during chorus]

Twistin up a blunt thinkin bout my next dollar
I'm diggin in the game tryna get some money out her
I'm so vain its a problem
It ain't a stain on these Pradas I'm just bein modest
Got me a goddess sure how to divide it
She still down and she don't get none of the profit
We around the city let the tints hide me
Thats a cold muhfucker whoever inside it
Forever symbolizing the grind it don't walk to you
I make it run like horses do
Giddy up baby if you got it then hit 'em up baby
I know its crazy but I can't get enough baby
I love it I fuckin love it
I'm a self made millionaire fuck the public
Ridin to myself cause I don't fuck with nothin
Pistol on my lap on the way to the money


-lil wayne

You may be askin urself why this 'lil twit'
Is postin up rap lyrics... Well its simple really.. Iv got soo much money on My mind its all i can remember :-) ... Well quite seriously , i was thinkin bout how im gonna make honey with My media and tourism degree when i graduate.... It'll be a tragedy for me to study all these years Jst to be another employee or at worst a talent relegated to the duties of a 'paper pusher' ....

My word.. I don't want a a job, id much prefer a purpose or at best a career -..

VIva La feaux fashion....

Crazy weekend... Sexy times with family and friends... il let the pictures spak for themselves..