every blackadder season ready for me to feed on
— sergej rachmaninoff
it seems like no more, by shlohmo & jeremih will be my 2014 summer tune.
it’s exactly what it says on the tin, i said it’s so relatable because it really happened to me. my parents divorced when i was 6. i stayed with my moms so my father had to phone home for me to get ready because he would pick me up a few hours later. sometimes i would get ready, hours would go by and he didn’t show up. i would wait for hours at my moms garden so i could hear if his car was near, i remember it being dinner time and my moms just happened to go to the garden to pick something and she found me there still waiting. i eventually learned my lesson.
aqui são todas campeãs
na hora nenhuma engole
i’ve been ready since my dad used to tell me he was coming to the house to get me. he ain’t show up. valuable lesson, i had to grow up. that’s why i never ask for help, i'll do it for you, they ain't doing it for myself.
rock the boat, aaliyah
this album came out thirteen years ago today. if it wasn’t for birth control i could have had conceived a few babies to this album in my teens.
traditional r&b and soul music like prince, marvin or lenny williams have always been my main love when it comes to music since i was a kid. when i was sixteen i got heavily into more modern r&b like ginuwine, aaliyah and jodecy but something was missing. then i discovered maxwell’s embrya and that’s when i really fell in love with the genre, i knew that’s how i wanted to write songs.
it got lost in the 00’s, i have to admit that, even though a few classics still came out at that time, but it’s coming back with artists like jeremih, frank ocean, fka twigs and the weeknd.
why… i don’t believe there’s a better fuel for your sex life than r&b. when i was eighteen, if i got at that house and usher was playing, i knew i was going to be sore the morning after.
"what does god say when he talks to you?"
“god doesn’t talk to me. he puts inspiration in me and it doesn’t go away until i’ve done it.”
july 15, humans of new york