it's on

just got back for the old guitar center with a new digital 8-track. for those unfamiliar, it is like a VCR for audio, but instead of recording on a tape it is digital. the 8 tracks stands for how many different tracks you can record on one song. for example, you can use one track for vocals, another for back-up vocals, another for a drum track, another for a sample track, put a bass line on another, etc.

because i'm saavy and only suckas pay full price in BK, i got a hell of a deal on this tascam. i remember when for i couldn't buy an hour of studio time for the price i paid for this machine. man times have changed. what is significant, is that this is the final (fingers crossed) piece for the home studio. it took me almost three years to save and get all the pieces, but its mostly done. (pat on back)

no more excuses. its time to get some music made. good timing, as well, since i am going to be collaborating with buendia productions. i work with one of the founders/producers/artists and the hope to set-up a weekly - biweekly thing with them to get some music done. its real laid back, record some freestyles, do a couple of tapes maybe, then get into some serious song work. feels good getting back into the hip-hop thing, not that i left, but its different when your listening to the new Little Brother in your headphones, phonte says a dope line and your look around enthusiastically in hopes someone else might react similarly, then you remember, your listening to music via headphones, sandwiched between a Hasidic family and an old Dominican women in the middle of the 3 train. i love sharing music, especially hip-hop and its great to have another network of people to build with ("....yo son, you ain't heard that cannibal ox. my dude. wtf! you doing. you best get that itunes up and get to downloading...." yes, even in my hypotheticals i support BUYING music).

so. i'd like you blog about my music, but i'm still on the fence. i'm not a typical hip-hop writer, meaning i don't just get high and freestlye some stuff into a blackberry until its memorized (unless necessary). i workshop ideas, draft, edit, draft... the writing is serious. i would like to post and ask for comments, assuming anyone is reading (4th wall).

so here's an idea... the song is called BETTY DRAPER. i'd like to comment on the double standard when it comes to men having illicit affairs versus women. why it exists (men are congratulated; women vilified) and why the differences. we'll see how it goes...

on another note, this is funny. the bit on mexican laborers is what i call paul mooney funny, meaning your laughing but its a bittersweet truth....