Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Random. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

The King.

So it took Michael Jackson's passing to make me come back and write out my inane train of thought.

I never thought a celebrity death would affect me so much and for so long. Often when you hear of a passing of a celebrity, you think about the tragic circumstances surrounding such a passing and you move on. But with Michael, I just keep thinking about his career and contribution to my childhood.

I didn't watch Michael grow up. He just existed when I was a kid. He was already a star whose records we'd play at family parties. Thriller came out the year I was born and well, that was it. Michael was just part of life as a kid in Queens. I really didn't become aware of exactly who he was and what he did until the Dangerous album.

Black or White and Remember The Time were television events. The newest MJ video was just something you needed to watch and talk about at school the next day. So it's no surprise that he was such a lasting influence on every pop/R&B act of my generation. When someone breaks into the business, you aim to have the career that Michael had. You aim to create the types of videos he had. You aim to have the endorsements and influence he had. You aim

When you think about it...he really influenced how we viewed music, race, culture and art.

When he met Quincy Jones, his music crossed genres and racial barriers. When he created the video for Thriller, he broke the barrier at MTV and changed the video artform. It just goes on and on.

MTV hadn't played any videos from black artists until Michael...from there he became an icon.

Thriller's singles are still the soundtrack to almost every party I go to.

Every dancer has tried his moves by watching his videos repeatedly.

He influenced every pop act of my generation and if it wasn't for him, none of them would have the types of careers they have. His career was the kind of career they aim to have. MJ is the bar.

Gone too soon.




Thursday, April 09, 2009

Dear Readers...

Holy moly.

Blogger's block + laziness + lack of news = almost 4 months of inactivity.

Let's jump start this thing back up, shall we?

Thursday, December 18, 2008

Saturday, October 25, 2008

K-Pop breaks the Western market?



I'm not a fan of K-Pop, I don't even follow it closely...but damn this video is the business. The choreo is pretty dope. The song...well...it's danceable but pretty standard pop.

But the dancing. THE DANCING!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Hi.

Call it a spark of inspiration. Or call it a random post because I'm sitting at work with nothing (important) to do.

After moving back to Queens last weekend, lots of things can come up and just make you kick back and go "hmm...that's interesting". Especially riding on the subway.

I figured I'd take this blog back in the direction I always wanted it to go. More personal...a little humorous...informational in my biased way...maybe even the occasional trendy anti-trendy post.

Welcome back.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Disappointment leads to resentment.

I'm disappointed.

With everything I have going on right now. I can't help but feel disappointed with work, with my friends and family and with myself. I'm tired of doing the day to day and that rat race has finally caught up.

I tend to give a lot of myself and while I don't expect the same in return, it's nice to know that sometimes it does come back to me 100%. That hasn't been happening lately and because of it, my feelings of resentment are growing. It's painful for me to even think like that. I'm not that person who keeps track. But I'm spreading myself thin and I can't bring myself to let it out to those I usually trust.

Maybe I just need a good night's sleep.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Test shoot.

Huge props to my boy who just made me look real good in a test photoshoot we did over Memorial Day weekend. He bought some new light gear and I was free to be the test subject. Check out more of his awesome work here: www.vincinati.com.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

New York minute.


One thing I will miss when I eventually leave New York will be the randomness that comes along with living in the city.

My latest trip to the Chop Shop included a run-in with a full production crew taping Talib Kweli's latest video. Maybe I'll show up in the video or be edited out but it's just another day in the city.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Lion fight.

I finally found a lone copy of Randy Pausch's The Last Lecture. If you know about his story, you will find that he thinks of himself of a lion. A proud, strutting, boisterous lion.

On tonight's ep of Gray's, the residents all competed against eachother for surgical points in a hospital lion fight. The competition cutthroat and brutal.

This week at the office was a struggle. A struggle to keep up a high level of quality, a struggle to keep deadlines and a struggle to stay committed. But you know what? I'm not licking my wounds. At least I'm surviving the battle. It'll eventually get easier.

The day someone stops giving me shit is the day they stop caring.

Oh and I'm a Leo too. How about that?

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Free stuff from Allure?




Hi Pudge,

Here's your little care package courtesy of lovely Allure! As promised, the Adriana Lima issue of GQ and your facial cream. I decided against the Snickers, don't want you blaming the extra 2 ounces of fat on me. *Besides, the beer we'd be having will go way over your quota! LOL =P

-Lo =)

I love free stuff.

Thanks from iDR.

JD!
Thanks! For this opportunity. It's a pleasure to work w/ GILAS. I'm glad we got it all stared out. You've helped me start my "Angelina Jolie" crusade. Myself and iDR is around to help w/ anything.
Best - Courtney

Anytime Courts! Let's keep it strong.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

The big give.


If you are and avid ABC viewer, you will no doubt come across rampant promos for their philanthropic meets reality tv show, The Big Give. The show, produced by Oprah Winfrey, follows a group of people each giving away huge amounts of cash to deserving folks who could use the extra cash to fulfill a dream, to ease a payment or to get through some tough times.

It's an ambitious experiment. But it works. At this point, the "givers" are not working towards a prize. They do know, however, is that they will be judged for their performance on tasks during the duration of the "tour". At the end of each task, they will be given an envelope that may contain a plane ticket for the next leg of their tour. This will go on until there is one final "giver" and at the end, Oprah will award the winner with some of her own cold hard cash.

No doubt, this show turns out the waterworks. It's pretty inspirational to see these huge gifts being given...but it somehow takes away from the small things that can be inspirational as well. We all can't have cameras follow us around as we do things for other folks selflessly. That's just not going to happen.

But if it helps out philanthropic orgs and causes...then all the better.

Catch The Big Give on ABC.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

GILAS update.

Thank you to the Filipino organizations at NYU and Seton Hall for their support of GILAS. Both schools have been making our job much easier and we will be illustrating that in future posts. There is no doubt in my mind that this project will be stronger than ever in the coming months.

Also, thanks must go out to Courtney at iDR for featuring us in a future segment of her endeavor. For a preview, check out www.itsdesignrelated.com.


The New York group will also hold a networking fundraiser which is scheduled for April 10th.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Angry.

Money is a motivator. So is anger.

I've been experiencing more anger. Call it stress or just pent up aggression, I'm pretty much pissed off at the drop of a hat. Keeping up with the rat race is hard, especially when I haven't had much chance to spend on myself as I'd like. Sure the gym is solitary time, but it's difficult when I got people waiting for the machine or the equipment after my sweaty self.

I'm beginning to think about what I really want. I might even need it more than I want it.

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Now THIS is an endorsement.

From Rolling Stone's latest issue:

A New Hope by Jann S. Wenner

The tides of history are rising higher and faster these days. Read them right and ride them, or be crushed. And then along comes Barack Obama, with the kinds of gifts that appear in politics but once every few generations. There is a sense of dignity, even majesty, about him, and underneath that ease lies a resolute discipline. It's not just that he is eloquent — with that ability to speak both to you and to speak for you — it's that he has a quality of thinking and intellectual and emotional honesty that is extraordinary.

I first learned of Barack Obama from a man who was at the highest level of George W. Bush's political organization through two presidential campaigns. He described the first-term senator from Illinois as "a walking hope machine" and told me that he would not work for any Republican candidate in 2008 if Obama was nominated. He challenged me to read Obama's autobiography, Dreams From My Father.

The book was a revelation. Here was a man whose honesty about himself and understanding of the human condition are both deep and compassionate. Born to a white mother and an African father, he was raised in multiracial Hawaii and for several years in Indonesia. He drifted through some druggy teenage years — no apologies! — before emerging as a star at Harvard Law School. He chose to work as a community organizer in the projects of Chicago rather than join the wealthy insider world of corporate law. And as a young adult, he searched, in the distant villages of Kenya, for the father and family he never knew.

As I read all this, so elegantly written, my mind kept rolling over: Might it be possible? Is there some fate by which we could have this man as president of the United States?

Throughout the primaries, and during a visit he paid to our offices, we have come to know Barack Obama, his toughness and his grace. He would not be intimidated, and he declined to back down, when Senator Clinton called him "frankly, naive" for his willingness to meet leaders of hostile nations. When one of her top campaign officials tried to smear him for his earlier drug use, he did not equivocate or backtrack. On the matter of experience and capability, he has run an impressive, nearly flawless campaign — one that whupped America's most hard-boiled political infighters. Indeed, Obama was far more prepared to run a presidential campaign — from Day One — than Senator Clinton. And at no point did he go negative with personal attacks or character assassination; as much as they might have been justified, they didn't even seem tempting to him.

Obama has emerged by displaying precisely the kind of character and judgment we need in a president: renouncing the politics of fear, speaking frankly on the most pressing issues facing the country and sticking to his principles. He recognizes that running for president is an opportunity to inspire an entire nation.

All this was made clearer by the contrast with Hillary Clinton, a capable and personable senator who has run the kind of campaign that reminds us of what makes us so discouraged about our politics. Her campaign certainly proved her experience didn't count for much: She was a bad manager and a bad strategist who naturally and easily engaged in the politics of distraction, trivialization and personal attack. She never convinced us that her vote for the war in Iraq was anything other than a strategic political calculation that placed her presidential ambitions above the horrifying consequences of a war. Her calibrated course corrections over the past three years were painful. Like John Kerry — who also voted for the war while planning a presidential run — it helped cost her that goal.

Although Obama declined to attack her personally for her vote for the war in Iraq, he did call it, devastatingly enough, a clear demonstration of her so-called experience and "judgment." He has also spoken forcefully about the need to break the grip of lobbyists — at a time when Clinton is the largest recipient of drug-company donations of anyone in Congress. Clinton could not address this issue at all, and neither will John McCain, who is equally a player in Washington's lobbyist culture.

Obama also denounced the Republican campaign of fear. Early in the campaign, John Edwards took the lead, calling the War on Terror a campaign slogan, not a policy. Obama rejected the subtle imagery of false patriotism by not wearing a flag pin in his lapel, and he dismissed the broader notion that the Democratic Party had to find a way to buy into this entire load of fear-mongering War on Terror bullshit — to out-Republican the Republicans — and thus become, in his description of Hillary Clinton's macho posturing on foreign policy, little more than "Bush-Cheney lite."

The similarities between John Kennedy and Barack Obama come to mind easily: the youth, the magnetism, the natural grace, the eloquence, the wit, the intelligence, the hope of a new generation.

But it might be more to the point to view Obama as Lincolnesque in his own origins, his sobriety and what history now demands.

We have a deeply divided nation, driven apart by economic policies that have deliberately created the largest income disparities in our history, with stunning tax breaks for the wealthiest and subsidies for giant industries. The income of the average citizen is stagnant, and his quality of life continues to slowly erode from inflation.

We are embittered and hobbled by the unnecessary and failed war in Iraq. We have been worn down by long years of fear- and hate-filled political strategies, assaults on constitutional freedoms, and levels of greed and cynicism, that — once seen for what they are — no people of moral values or ethics can tolerate.

A new president must heal these divides, must at long last face the hypocrisy and inequity of unprecedented government handouts to oil giants, hedge-fund barons, agriculture combines and drug companies. At the same time, the new president must transform our lethal energy economy — replacing oil and coal and the ethanol fraud with green alternatives and strict rain-forest preservation and tough international standards — before the planet becomes inhospitable for most human life. Although Obama has been slow to address global warming, I feel confident that his intelligence and morality will lead him clearly on this issue.

We need to recover the spiritual and moral direction that should describe our country and ourselves. We see this in Obama, and we see the promise he represents to bring factions together, to achieve again the unity that drives great change and faces difficult, and inconvenient, truths and peril.

We need to send a message to ourselves and to the world that we truly do stand for life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. And in electing an African-American, we also profoundly renounce an ugliness and violence in our national character that have been further stoked by our president in these last eight years.

Like Abraham Lincoln, Barack Obama challenges America to rise up, to do what so many of us long to do: to summon "the better angels of our nature."

Friday, March 07, 2008

Today was a great day.

I couldn't go to sleep without posting on my recently neglected blog.

As of today, I am now legally able to operate motorcycles in the state of New York.
My foray into account management is proving to be a success.
I, along with my WM Vince, were able to scope out Mariska Hargitay taping an episode of Law & Order SVU.
Today's happy hour with Vince and Jeff just got me more excited about riding the bikes, but more so about riding the bikes up to Canada for this year's road trip. Toronto International Film Fest, here we come. For real this time!

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Brought me back...

The Pink Tape v.1 | Mixtapes > HipHopDX.com

Way back to middle school. Man, those were some good times baaack in the day!

Friday, February 29, 2008

The boys on Facebook.

Marty: Montreal 06....SO FUN, will never forget

Me: LOL, im the loser with the layers. AND A BACKPACK NO LESS!

Marty: at least you aren't pointing backwards with both fingers. and what is Vince doing..the wave?? and it looks like LJ is laughing at your backpack.

Vince: yea who wears layers in a hot summer day with a large backpack and sweatin' bullets ...LOL
kenny with the fingers and his side man bag...and thats bout it!

JD: Kenny and his manbag + two finger point = douchebag.
awesome times. canada part two: toronto film fest? make it happen.

Kenny: like you nigs should be talking,
what you holding there jd a bag of lollipops
nice rocky pose vince.

JD: 1. vince ain't on top of no steps.
2. jus call me the candyman. what i got in the bag is actually your mom's thong, too dirty to put in the backpack.

Kenny: HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAAH
AA
sat, bitch slapping session

Can you feel the love?