Yet are found to be epicurean: I get goosebumps when the bass line jumps

From the heart

Four black teens in Philadelphia with nothing other than weekly tranpasses and opinions. Still, the criticism and general interpretation seem to change from day to day regardless of aforementioned teens consistency.

Whatever. We're not doing anyone some terrible injustice, and we don't claim to be changing the world or enlightening the folk beyond belief or recognition. Credences, food for thought, images, a few laughs here and there, and opinions are all that we can offer you. Whether you choose to accept or decline, you are here, as are we, daily.

To face the rain or sunshine, parade or riot, cookout or Saturday detention..We ride Septa.

- Til' the very end, Nya Ari, Samir S, Trent XIII, and Hez

Sunday, July 5, 2009

I get goosebumps when the bass line jumps

Researchers fabrication or not, my ADHD causes me to be in a constant motion. Needless to say music means a lot to me. Depending on the day, time, and my mood I might be found nodding my head, tapping my feet, creating a drumset out of forks and knives on the table or be lost to a complete state of convulsions, gyrations, robotic fluctuations,ticking reverberations, undulations, or rhythmic spasms and what have you. In short, I like to vibe out. "Wyle" out if you will.

What's movement without sound? Dancing with no constant beat is like getting a ride from a friend who is always late, or coming down the steps in the morning, groggy eyed, to find out that your favorite cereal is stale. You can do it but, it won't be enjoyable. So finding the perfect artist, album, or internet radio station to vibe to is like discovering a crumpled twenty dollar bill in your pocket on the way to buy a gift. When there is nothing of importance on the mind and nothing but night in the sky, that is my job. Finding music not limited to lyrical substance or sex heavy hooks.

The quest to find a happy medium has yielded such results

Michael Jackson