I get tired of hearing about the good ol’ days, but there is seriously something so good about certain eras in music. I remember when I was just starting to explore different horizons and learning about different types of ish. I had some old heads putting me onto great tunes by Jamiroquai, 4Hero, The Meters, Brand New Heavies, Lonnie Liston, Icognito, Kruder & Dorfmeister, Theivery Corporation, and other artists from the whole Acid Jazz movement back in the day. Ya know, that feel good shit…

Not to say, there aren’t a bunch of great tunes still being made today but I rarely ever feel like I used to feel when hearing this….

That’s all for now…

More tomorrow.

Btw, My Dad recovered miraculously

Thank you to everyone who sent me text messages, emails and left voice messages with your concerns. It means so much to have great people around.

*sigh*

So I brought in the New Year with some of my close friends in Philly which I haven’t done in a couple years. Party was dope. Stacey did her thing, as well as Mike Nyce, Ultraviolet, Kenny Meez, and Rob Paine. I was twisted up from the Wine toast at my house at 7:30pm to the Tequila shots with Mike at 9pm. I know I have had a night of fadedness when people try to help me recall moments of my DJ set the next day and I can’t remember most of it. So all in all, I brought things in the way I wanted to.

New Year’s Day, it was back to reality (c) Soul II Soul…

My dad has been suffering from illness related to Diabetes since I was little. My fond memories of my dad when I was little, involved him being in the hospital with tubes down his throat, pointing to his wallet to give my mom money for a new Nintento for me. Dude was in no condition to be happy about, meanwhile still thinking of us and how to satisfy our selfish wants.

And it is the same today; his illness that is. Still fighting the disease and even apologizing for having us take time out of our day to visit him in the hospital. WTF. Me and this man have had our disagreements over the years and I now recognize, it’s mostly because we’re so much alike. It’s probably even arrogant of me to say that, considering I’m not half of the man he was when I was little and I’m not half the man he is now in the face of everything. So as I update y’all, I gotta finish putting my shoes on to go back to see him in the hospital where he has been laying since yesterday morning in much pain. It just doesn’t seem to get any better. Only worse. So I hope ’08 brings him a miraculous recovery and better circumstances!

And thanks for all of your emails and texts of love and concern. I can’t begin to tell y’all how much it means to me. And if I’m not responding right away, please don’t take it as me being “on one.” I’m just dealing with a lot right now.