Usher - Good Kisser (+playlist)

He hasn't been around for a minute (well with his personal videos anyway).  A lotta people dissed his last studio album.  But now he's back...full force and this debut video just says winner. Take a listen/look see...ladies...thank me later.

Watch it man!!

clean

So we've always been told that graffiti is bad...
When we were young we were told and threatened that our exam and test papers would not be graded if any doodling and drawings were on it-
We were told that graffiti is a crime and is against the law and can cause serious problems to and for your reputation,
we were also lead to believe that graffiti is for thugs and for uneducated people with issues
that have unsettled lifestyles...

I then started going to hip hop sessions, going to hip hop gigs and hip hop parties;
I would see people with spray cans, with stencils and big bags filled with more spray cans...

during the free-styles, some of b-boys and B-girls would be on the wall spraying...
I would go and check it out to see what "they were doin''.... I like it....

A friend of mine had a spray can...and me being into hip hop, the culture and the lifestyle, I wanted to experiment and see what it's like... I was so bad at my spraying that I ended up just writing letters and not designing... my letters were neat though yo...they were descent!!!
and fortunately it was at a wall put aside for graffiti...so no...I did not br8 the law....

Murals are a bit more acceptable in society though...could never understand why...? That's a topic for another day-

If you wanna see some dope graffiti...you should go to Newtown...and also make sure you attend the annual BACK-TO-THE-CITY festival...ill shit!

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Police repress Indigenous protest against Brazil's World Cup

These might look like picture perfect works of art of an artist, but no, they are real stills

 

Hundreds of indigenous people and thousands of supporters peacefully marched Brazil in protest of the upcoming World Cup in an effort to block the roads.

 

On Tuesday the 27th of May 2014, the police blocked the march and soon were using tear gas, sound grenades and rubber bullets on people violently to disperse the protest march.  The march was peaceful; the protesters chanted slogans and carrying signs against the FIFA's World Cup until policemen on horses surrounded them and responded with rubber bullets, tear gas and sound grenades.  There were reports of injuries, and the police apparently just did not care!  One policeman was struck by an arrow and was immediately attended to by an ambulance.

 

All of this took place at the newly revamped National Mane Garricha stadium completed in May a year ago.  Seven of the up-coming World Cup Games (including the match between Brazil and Cameroon) will be held at this stadium. 

 

Earlier, other indigenous groups staged a protest near the National Congress asking about legislation before congress that threatens to shrink the size of some reserves for indigenous groups. 

 

Policemen are meant to be a refuge for people in their country, correct? Yes... To be a policemen enter the police force by volunteering and not force, correct? Yes... therefore it baffles me how a person that chooses to serve humanity then goes against that code and causes harm and discomfort to people. 

Look Up!

                     Give me light. Give me sun. Give me true freedom
                                  to choose what colour I want to
                                              paint my day.

Free...what is?

The gig of a lifetime...

It was some time in 2000-and-something.  I woke up and the sun was shinning bright with its illumine letting us know that it's a bloody, brand new day, mate!

When waking up and the sun shines...you smile and feel life and embrace the beginning of the start of new possibilities and new avenues to explore and discover- but the riddle on THAT particular day was: "how is the Jamiroquai concert gonna be like?!" Yes... it was the day I went to go check out a show which promised a tour de force experience!!  I had seen some of the band's videos and expected; simply put: Magic!!  After making myself look good and desirable, my friends and I met up and the excitement  in our eyes and the rhythm flowing through our amped bodies could not be quoted nor stomped by a force of a million stars as we were steadily heading to the Coca-Cola Dome. 

As we finally arrive in our stunning outfit as a group of friends and ready-to-rock attitudes; the concert hall was beautifully filled to beyond the quorum to constitute an -oh, let's call it an... "awesome" concert.  My friend @vuyomse (chick him out on twitter) dethroned one of the crowd members of his phone: no- not by stealing it, but simply being so thirsty that he had he had to be seated for a while and quenche his demanding thirst in comfort that where we happened to sit and rest  (at some random table), was a random phone.  No one next to it, no one attending to it...it was just there... We deliberated (being the innocent citizens we are) about the possibilities of finding the owner.  Alas, the reality of the matter overweighed the idealistic dream and intension of finding the owner.  So after much discussion and idea bouncing, he kept the mysterious phone: ching ching!!  [at this moment I would like to point out that we are not kleptomaniacs and just happened to be lucky by finding that phone] After having quenched our thirst, we (he and I and our friends) slowly made our way into the Coca-Cola Dome to what would be "the best night of our lives."
Upon entering, we realize that we were quite more to the middle than we expected...this did not stop us at all!  As with every deviant concert, you have to wit for the artist.  After about an hour of jamming to the hypnotic yet throbbing and intoxicating music, eureka- the band mobilized on the illuminated stage and sent us into orbit as we screamed as though we had just witnessed the president. 

The jacquard of races, genders, cultures and music fans were engrossed by the tonic sounds of Jamiroquai. 
One of my favourite  moments was when JK (the lead singer) lit a marijuana joint on stage and muttered the words: "I hear marijuana is illegal in South Africa, well, fuck that", and he perversely lit the joint and continued sharing his opinion as to why he does what he does.  The stoners in the crowd eagerly screamed "puff puff give..." as though the 5cm joint would suffice all of them.  At this point I'm so high on Vuyo's shoulders (as tall as he is) and I'm experiencing the illustrious concert from an eagles eye view. 
"You...you give me something...something that nobody else can give..." are the lyrics to a song called 'Little L' -one of my favourite Jamiroquai songs.  He performed this song without fail and all of my favourites...and more!!!  I screamed and sang so loud that my voice was hoarse for another full day!!!

As the laws of nature would have it, all good things come to an end...or do they...?! 
Upon exiting for about an hour after the concert, as we stood outside; Letlotlo, Vuyo and I and the girls we were with; to get fresh air before jumping into our spaceships and riding off into the magic gallexy...lo and behold...Thandiswa Mazwai walks past us. 
She, however, was on the phone, and this was waaay before the twitter days where the only way to have confirmed our brief encounter, would be to stop her and ask for young 'hello' , a hug or an autograph.  ...but...being the gentleman that I am, I did not want to disturb her pleasant phone call...

This was undoubtfully one of the best nights in my life and I will say that Jamiroquai is a great band and I respect their talent and music.  The concert is safely tucked in a pictorial section in my memory archives and I will pigeonhole it as a scepter in my life's happiness!

Aaliyah & Timbaland - We Need A Resolution [1080pHD]

The media vs poverty

Starving children in Africa, pollution all over Johannesburg...fabled promises by the government- yes my friends, this is reality.

However, the moment you pick up that oh-so-integrated remote control to switch away from the hassles of the day.  To zone into your own world in front of that Turbo inched TV, for your favourite program; just remember that your favourite TV program doesn't show you all the girls being kidnapped to be used as sexual slaves in the Congo, it does not show you all the 16yr old boys being taught how to handle a riffle in Etheopia.  I am not negatively dictating that your tv viewing should be a string of immoral, depressing and uppercut unwarrantable TV, but all I am trying to say is, keep in touch with the world, keep in touch with the reality of what is happening in and around your world.  The implicit situation of the on going and poverty situations in our land is happening in your backyard.  If the media can brazenly show you Justin Beiber skating without his t-shirt and call it worth while news, and you stare at it and take it as gospel, imagine the difference you and I could make if we gave as much attention to the Aids victims that we are so impious about.

Let's man up and show support where support is needed.

ANDRE HERRING art THE AFRICAN KING

The Fugees, Killin me softly.

Now tell me this lady doesn't have the best voice

BRING BACK THE FUGEES!!!

So every time I bring up the fact that I want to see The Fugees back together, my friends are always telling me that that is a dream I will never see come to fruition.  I love The Fugees... I would love to hear another album from them... So Lauryn, Wycleff and Pras...should you come across this post...I WANT YOU BACK!!!

It's Friday afternoon. I'm sitting on a comfortable chair and staring with concentration at the laptop screen.  As I think and type, I have new thoughts slowly creeping in. One most important thought that I have is about the news broadcast that I saw this morning about Rhino poaching.

South Africa is the home for 80% of Rhinos in the world.  But the number is slowly and unfairly decreasing.  It is sad to think that some people poach them in order to sell the horns.  Some believe that the horns carry a healing effect to sicknesses such as Cancer...and the saddest part is that some people actually believe this and buy them.  Truth be told...if this continues the way it is, we might even find ourselves left with "the big 4".  There is a lot being done to try and save the Rhinos, but more and more of these poachers increase on a daily.  You might be sitting there reading this and thinking how you can support and help to save our Rhinos...you can go into your local music store and purchase a "Save the Rhinos" cd...the proceeds from these cd's go into a foundation that sponsors and tries to save the Rhinos from being poached.

The next generation could even be at the disadvantage of not seeing a real Rhino, unless we do something and try and help to save the Rhinos.  So yeah, yeah... I'm just sitting behind my laptop and just preaching about this...but now you are aware of how big the problem is...so tell a friend to tell a friend to tell another friend that we need to save Africa and preserve its beautiful heritage.

Keep in mind that we need to take care of our wild so that our children and our children's children have something to admire and appreciate about nature.  So next time that you're in a music store and wonder which cd to buy...go ahead and buy the Rhinos cd.  Make a difference!