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

Monday, June 29, 2009

Today, seemed like a normal day. Woke up around 10, took a shower, got dressed, went food shopping with my grandmom, and ate some Wendy's. Pretty normal, right?

After a nice normal day out, I come home to see one of the best drummers (and song writers) sitting in my living room. Just loungin'...chillin', talking to my mom. I wasn't shocked to see him initially, because I didn't know who he was at first. But as we talked and talked and talked, my eyes began to grow wider and wider.

Long story short, he's the drummer for a Soul/R&B band called Kindred the Family Soul. Hopefully this vid will ring a bell for you, if you never heard of the band.


Peep how he's a bus driver for SEPTA.

YEAH!
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