The Constorium of Greater Minds

have you ever had a night out that just made you sick? i’m not talking about drinking too much; not that kind of sick. i’m refering to the feeling you get after you realize you’ve done something that just didn’t mesh with your philosophy; a feeling that you’ve wasted time, money, emotion and energy on the pursuit of something trivial and base. friday night turned out to be the most ridiculously wasteful and meaningless night i’ve spent in roppongi since arriving in japan. i despise roppongi. i will be completely content if i never spend another evening in roppongi as long as i live. i need a break from japan. my class in newport and the subsequent trip to visit friends could not possibly come at a better occasion. my creative reaction to friday night:

waste

Undeniably, I said
Softly, replied
The past
Dead
Dollar rise, dollar fall
The creation of man-made things
Changed us
God in a neon sign
A generation of degenerates
Subsiding on emptiness
Beckoned onward by a false justification
A tear
From her eye
She’s stopped eating now
She’s so thin
It’s beautiful

experimenting with the sonnet, take me back to english class…

It was on a stroll one summer’s night
As I walked along the cypress grove
For it was my custom to take an evening rove
I came upon a figure all void of light
His raven visage a strangely welcome site
With a sooty finger he beckoned me in his direction move
Such a polite request I could not reprove
Our peaceful company in me did incite
A sea of calm and peaceful repose
And gazing down the path up which I’d made to wander
I could see so clearly every impression
Of each stride adorning the way I’d chose
Yet sweet words from my sable companion told me not to ponder
That I am ready was my only confession

mom and dad allen were in japan in july for the first time since meeting one another in nippon over 30 years ago…my how things have changed…and no, i’m not meeting my future wife here. some photos, many more to come

call me a hype beast but there are a few lines that get me all hyped up when they drop each year and the supreme f/w is def one of those lines. can’t wait to hit up lafayette street in september.

yo, this is some good ish – kids talking about/alluding to things they shouldn’t know about at their age coupled with current politics. here’s a couple to get you started

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seriously, vote obama!

Big L – Ebonics

I remember seeing ads for Big L’s albums in the Sauce and Double Excel back in middle school and really slept on this cat. The past year or so I’ve been checking on his stee-lo posthumously. A lot of people who aren’t heads always ask me what I just said after I say shit like -”I just caught an L” or “Let me check my celly”. It’s pretty ill that most of the slang broke down in this song is still alive. If not, let’s bring it back. I’m taking “Hit me on my hip” under my wing.

Whats going on consort? Your boy has just finished his move to the d.c. metro area over the weekend. The work grind starts sept. 2, so just enjoying life until dooms day. Pictures of the apt and area will be coming soon, so stay tuned for some new eye candy. O, and welcome to the group R Saguin and D B Johnson.

a grey, rainy, seattle afternoon is a fine delicacy that many people shun with much anger.

i love these afternoons, as long as i have a set of ninth wonder instrumentals.

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via cocaine blunts & hip hop and unkut the original scenario demo. sounds pretty rough but it’s still cool to listen to this bit of history.
check it out here