after two years of being lazy, i've decided the time has come for me to join planet blog and throw down with those other black nerds in the land of cyberfunk. though i can't promise to tap-tap every day, i will at least try to be there for you.
first, let me give a shout-out to my main man, guitarist extraordinaire jean-paul bourelly, who i stole the word "blackadelic" from many years again, when were both starving artists striving in washington heights. do yourself a favor and check out his charged music, especially the 1999 aural attack of "blackadelic-blu," which features homies mark batson and carl bourelly.
anyone who knows me or who has read my writings (more on that later) knows my pop-cult taste is quite varied. one day i'm praising the koren masterwork "old boy" and the next night i'm bopping my head to sammy davis jr., eno or jill scott. in other words, my taste are all over the place. on "blackadelic pop" my plan is touch on subjects that are flowing through my pickled mind. be it the war on hip-hop, an old short story by chester himes or a silent film i peeped on turner classic movies, to paraphase the staple singers, "i'll take you there."
Thursday, April 26, 2007
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