just got out of work.. and we were listening to dr. dementos christmas songs.. and the fucking chipmunks singing christmas carols. whats wrong with this world!!!
Originally posted by Caroline just got out of work.. and we were listening to dr. dementos christmas songs.. and the fucking chipmunks singing christmas carols. whats wrong with this world!!!
I helped throw one of the baddest Cash Money parties at a record release party in NOLA.
Hired the Dj - Cool from Gregory D and Mannie Fresh old school 504 bounce shit.
The REAL #1 Stuntas.
;)
man Gregory D...just saying that name bring a wiry smile across my face...a while back around 93 DJ Jimi and Gregory D use to put on some kick ass shows in the NOLA..most folks here in Kali know absloutely nothing about the real 'bounce' music...thanx for taking em down memory lane
man Gregory D...just saying that name bring a wiry smile across my face...a while back around 93 DJ Jimi and Gregory D use to put on some kick ass shows in the NOLA..most folks here in Kali know absloutely nothing about the real 'bounce' music...thanx for taking em down memory lane
Gregory D went to my highschool. ;)
Im deep in NOLA bounce dawg. Before I was 18 I had connections with Djs through friends and record label friends. I used to hand out promo disks for bands back in the days. Cash Money threw a party at the Arts Center I worked at
Bro, I grew up jamming that shit.
'Buck Jump time'
I lived on the Westbank in New Orleans where some of the first shit was bumpin.
but right now, i have "scarlet's walk" playing. tori amos' new cd.
i almost think its her best one. and im sure you all hate her and think she's a piano playing lesbian... just keep those thopught to yourself. hehehhehhe
She placed her ring on the sill,
dishes piled high
She's on the front porch step
and the air smells like snow
She's thinking of the siege to come
and how she'll miss those weekends
in the park with the sun on her face
and her book by her side and that
lingering taste that he left on her tongue
He lifts his glass from the table
It leaves a ring where it stood
He sees the light from the window
caress her like he knows he should
He's remembering the first time he kissed her
and how he'd wake
and immediately he'd miss her,
like a spell, with each breath,
he'd taste her breath like a haunting,
irritating as hell
Do you remember when you'd pray
to never see the day
when someone would make you feel this way
'Cause you knew
they would cut right through you
and once inside, you were afraid they'd find
nothing to hold on to
He puts her ring on her finger,
she brushes back his hair
He takes a sip from his glass,
she inhales the cold fall air
And they're thinking of the long road ahead
and the strength that they will need
just to reach the end
And there in the silence they search for
the balance between this fear that they feel
and a love that has graced their lives
I have one of Bob Dylan's greatest hits CD's on right now. No clue which one, I have 4 and I'm too lazy to get up and check. Hard Rain is on right now.
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