R. Kelly, the three time Grammy award winning singer/songwriter,  is planning a tell-all book. The book is currently untitled much like his most recent album and is set to reflect on R’s life in and out of the spotlight.

It will touch on the tragic loss of his mother, the creative process in writing hits like “I Believe I Can Fly”, Michael Jackson’s “You Are Not Alone” and the infamous child pornography trial that almost destroyed his career and life.

He will pen the book with the assistance of celebrity author David Ritz who has worked with Marvin Gaye, Ray Charles, B.B. King, and Aretha Franklin.

Speaking on his upcoming autobiography, Kellz released a statement saying that he’s tired of being misunderstood and wants to share all aspects of his journey as Robert Kelly, the man.

“I’m writing this book as Robert, not R. Kelly. I’m tired of being misunderstood. I will show you the tears, fears, and sweat. I will open my heart and reveal the good in my life as well as all the drama. I want to tell it like it is.”

Be on the lookout for R. Kelly’s autobiography by SmileyBooks in 2011.

Hopefully it’ll be better than his last album.  Much, much better.

Life gets a bit much at times, and so it is no surprise that Philippians 4:13 has become the Bible verse of choice for cheesy, sunset-laden motivational posters. ‘I can do all things through him who strengthens me,’ says the ESV, and the NIV weighs in with, ‘I can do everything through him who gives me strength.’ As blanket promises go, this one is right up there with R. Kelly’s ‘I believe I can fly’.*

*[Unnecessary aside: His R-ness recently visited our shores. He quite straight-facedly believes that his avian hit song is a ministry of liberation to a down-trodden world. 'I believe I can fly,' he sings, 'I believe I can touch the sky / I think about it every night and day / spread my wings and fly away.' He claims that it is something of a life's purpose for him to bring what seems to be the inspirational story of Icarus to the world in order to inspire them to not feel so darned rotten. He duly obliged during the press conference, standing up and bellowing his song without accompaniment. I don't think our 3rd-world life improved any as a result, but witnessing his loose grip on reality did make me feel happier.]

Philippians 4 is frequently passed around in order to encourage faith, but the way that we use it rarely takes into consideration what Paul meant when he wrote it. As such, we do its intended message a great disservice by consigning the verse to vague motivational speak.

The book of Philippians was written from prison, and the Philippian Christians had recently sent someone to serve Paul and supply his needs. However, Paul had also got wind of some disunity in the church as a result of faction fighting. So, all the way through, Paul sets up examples, whether of Christ or Timothy or himself, of people who have the gospel and the needs of others as their primary concern. It’s a polite, indirect way of rebuking the selfishness and un-gospel-mindedness of infighting.

In chapter 4, Paul means to thank and commend the church for looking after him, but even in this, he aims to point out the incongruity of caring for his gospel mission, while damaging their own gospel living by fighting. This is what verses 10-14 are about. This is the NIV version:

10 I rejoice greatly in the Lord that at last you have renewed your concern for me. Indeed, you have been concerned, but you had no opportunity to show it. 11 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do everything through him who gives me strength. 14 Yet it was good of you to share in my troubles.

Paul has been urging them all the way through to be single-minded and to be willing to think of others ahead of themselves. In verse 9 he specifically tells them to follow his example. Now, in telling them about himself, it stands to reason that this is the kind of example that he wants them to follow. But why this?

Paul seems only to be awkwardly saying that he is not fishing for handouts, but that’s not all he’s doing.

He didn’t deserve to be in prison, but he was. Many people might have been ashamed of having a leader who had been left to rot in jail and who was in grave danger of being executed, but the Philippians were not. They supported him still. Yet, when it came to conflict at home, it seems that the guilty parties were not willing to back down. Perhaps doing so would have meant personal embarrassment or shame, or perhaps they couldn’t be seen to be incorrect. Whatever the reason for their persistent fight, Paul’s modelling of contentment in the material sphere is meant to be applied even to the sphere of ideas, and matters of reputation and shame.

Contentment
I reckon that we usually confuse contentment and comfort. I think that we might well imagine contentment to be synonymous with ‘middle class’: those who are not rich enough to bankroll their whims, but not poor enough for it to hurt. Of course, Paul is not saying that. For the Christian anyway, contentment is something that transcends circumstances. It doesn’t really matter if you presently have everything or nothing. Contentment in this life is not about achieving the right balance on your balance sheet, or achieving Aristotle’s Golden Mean with your gold. Contentment is found elsewhere, and this ‘elsewhere’ is the subject of our mistaken memory verse.

The word ‘do’ in ‘I can do everything through him who gives me strength’ is more interesting in the original language. It’s a word that can refer to having the strength to defeat something, or it can mean having adequate resources. Paul is probably saying that whether he has a little or a lot, he has everything he needs.

And why? Because he’s become a stoic? Because he’s learned to meditate away his desires? No. He says that he has everything that he needs (literally) in the one who gives him strength. It’s because Paul’s existence was lived in Christ that he put so little stock in the mod cons. Paul could be a total failure and be content with it because he lived his life for the sake of the gospel, for the sake of others, and with a total grasp of the hope that is waiting for him. He lived so completely in the knowledge that his citizenship is in heaven that it didn’t really matter to him how much of a success he was on Earth.

So, to the Philippians who were scrapping over their reputations, even to the point of bringing Christ’s body into disrepute, Paul points out that they ought to be content to suffer shame and loss now, as long as it means that their citizenship in heaven is preserved. Their reputation here can be much or little; they can be presidential or the village idiot. They have everything they need if they are found in Christ.

To us, we do everything we can to secure our personal comfort. We have whole quasi-Christian ministries dedicated to making The Most Successful You®. We do everything we can to save face, and even more to get famous. But I wonder if we really expend as much energy as we should concerning ourselves with our heavenly citizenship, and living for the gospel?

‘I can do everything through him’ is not a promise that we can trounce every obstacle or come back from the direst circumstances. ‘I believe I can fly’ is for that. It means that being in Christ dominates your horizons. It means that you’ll suffer even deprivation, loss, and shame (and that you’ll not let the good times go to your head!) because the gospel is what drives you. Why don’t we stick that on a poster?

Sérieux, j’ai essayé, ça ne marche vraiment pas ! On nous aurait menti ?

Hands down, Me First and the Gimmie Gimmies (by the way, this moniker is an ingenious and witty band name) are the best cover band this planet has ever been privy too. R Kelly couldn’t have done a better job with this song?
Enjoy, Cheers and Shalom!!!

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Cara, tô ouvindo uma vinheta de forró de não sei de onde!
Enfim, eu tenho que tomar vergonha na cara! Que tipo de blogueiro é esse que não atualiza a merda do blog? Disãs Cróst!

Fui na minha mãe ontem e vi que meu irmão cresce em uma velocidade lenta, é sério! Ele é pequeninho e não cresce muito como uma criança normal, que tem um “estirão” durante o primeiro até o segundo ano de idade!
Mas também análisemos que eu tenho 1 metro e 73 centímetros de altura, oque é pouco! Mas é da família! Minha mãe é menor que eu, e eu ainda não passei do meu pai!
Porém minha mãe se casou com meu padrasto, e este também é menor que eu, logo, possívelmente meu irmão será menor que eu!

Oh! Good for me!

Mas não vim falar do meu irmão anão pequeno, mas sim vim falar de coisas pequenas, não discriminando, mas eu vim falar de coisas pequenas que se tornão funcionais! Eu estou lendo “O Hobbit” do Tolkien, e é uma obra miraculosa de como “coisas” pequenas conseguem proesas! E não é papo moralista de “frascos e comprimidos” mas sim algo bem notável e altruísta! Quase uma excerção de “tiny pride”!

Bem, eu, como sempre, estou postando algo tão egoísta e egocêntrico, não subestimando meus leitores(ou melhor: ; “Não-leitores”; porém eu sinto que sempre que posto eu me fecho e vira tudo um deflexo do meu cotidiano! Ferrando com a proposta do meu blog que é um arquivamento profissional do meu trabalho!
Mas, por Deus! É essa a verdade! Minhas palavras condizem com minha arte,com oque penso, com como expresso! Eu sou afiado no que faço porque é pessoal! Então minha arte é realmente algo que eu sinto e não uma cópia incandescente de outros trabalhos que eu avalio!

Óh! Nesse momento de ecstasy mental eu vos deixo à sós, morram tentando beber do meus pensamentos! Tais quais irei degustar nesse momento sozinho em minha cama! Quase um atestado misântrópico!

Mas, de tudo só digo: Voltei com a merda do blog! Foda-se os taboos da vida sentimental! I’m free, bitch!

Ps: Pra não perder o costume, vou postar uma foto nova que fiz recentemente e uma prova que sou idiota e sei voar.

Door down

I believe i dont can fly…

Abraços á todos! See ya buddy’s!

No, I don’t mean Ashley Tisdale’s new album. I mean chocolate, Twilight, Facebook etc. We all have them. But why would we get rid of them. Take chocolate, for example. Without chocolate, where would we be? Well we’d be chocolateless, of course. But being chocolateless is easier said than done… If you know what I mean. Come on. Who doesn’t like chocolate? Okay, don’t answer that. Besides chocolate, there are millions of other guilty pleasures. I checked out some surveys online and asked around and here are the guiltiest guilty pleasures you’ll ever see me talking about. Enjoy.

1. Backstreet Boys: My oh my, the Backstreet Boys. What can I say that could possibly do them justice? They’re hot (well, sorta.. To a 7-year-old little girl), talented, and sing love songs. And they actually do have a sense of style. So much so that even the girls love to shop with them
2. Twilight: Nothing says romance like a bunch of vampires, teenagers, and fangs. Even thinking of the name “Edward Cullen” makes me shiver. Okay, So I have to admit I was a Twilight Hater Fan. But I just had to see what all the fuss was about. So I read all four books, and pretty much fell in love with Edward. I mean, Bella is insane. Come on. She’s a regular Joe. Why do you think they chose Kristen Stewart to play her? No offense. I still love Twilight.
3. Facebook: The games, applications, and the whole talking-to-friends-who-you’ll-see-tomorrow thing is amazing. I was flicking through my TV the other day and saw that Zuckerberg (Facebook Co-Founder) guy and he looked bland. Sure, he couldn’t have looked like one of the Backstreet Boys.. but still. It was surprising. And Facebook is still very cool, no matter what the CEO of it looks like.
4. Manicures: *Sigh*, the joy of sitting in that chair being treated like a Queen while the manicurist scrubs away at your nails is so soothing, it hurts. No, really. It hurts. I recently got a French manicure done, and it felt so amazing looking at my nails look so… Amazing Not that I actually need a manicure, but come on. Who needs a manicure?
5. Trashy Magazines: You know… Where wives are stealing other peoples’ husbands three times! Yup, I know. We just can’t get enough of these trashy magazines. Who doesn’t want to read about wives stealing husbands? Right?! It’s entertaining, come on.
6. Celeb Gossip: Self-explanatory. You know that whole Jon and Kate Plus 8 crap? Well, it’s addictive. Even E! is talking about that and I myself thought E! was very tasteful… Apparently not. But are our lives really so boring that we have to live off Kim Kardashian’s butt? No offense Double K, we all love you and your bodacious curves.
7. Starbucks: There’s nothing like an Iced Grande Caramel Macchiato with an extra shot to get you going. Oh, and don’t forget the whipped cream. Don’t all those coffee names make you feel so formal and high-society. Americanos, Lattes, Frappuccinos, and Mochas just make me feel so Upper East Side, New York.
8. Zombie Movies: Although scary, I’m addicted to zombie movies. Especially Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” music video. But that’s not a movie… Whatever, it’s still cool. And you have to give some credit to those make-up artists’ lame attempt to transform people into zombies.
9. Cold Beer: Although I prefer martinis, I don’t mind beer either. The way the Heineken spills down your throat “accidentally” on a school night makes me feel so rebellious. Not that all of us go to school. But doing something you’re forbidden to just makes it more exciting. Right?
10. R Kelly’s “I Believe I Can Fly”: Oh, admit it. When you hear those lines “I believe I can fly! I believe I can touch the sky!” doesn’t it make you feel like you actually can fly and touch the sky. I know it sounds totally cliche, but that song was written for a reason: To make us believe. In my world, believe is a big word. Hopefully it is in yours, too. It should be.
11. High School Musical: Not a big fan, but I guess it gives millions kids around the world hope and… happiness? Yikes, that’s scary to picture. High School Musical giving people happiness? Wow. But none of us can resist the lame dancing, cliche romance, and teen stars. Especially that Vanessa Hudgens one. Oh yeah, she gave everyone hope with that nude picture. Am I right?
12. The Hills: When I think of “The Hills”, I immediately think of those dumb blondes in the show… And Audrina Patridge. But you’ve got to be fully self-centered to make a reality show about yourself. Duh. Although they may be rich b****es, we can’t help but sit around and watch their lives on a rectangular (or square) box. Wait, what’s that called again? Oh yeah, a television! Lauren and Heidi will thank me for that one day
13. Gossip Girl: Love love LOVE Gossip Girl. The clothes, the shoes, the limos, the drama! Come on. It’s irresistible. Blair Waldorf, Serena van der Woodsen… Even the names of the trust fund babies are totally Upper East Side. And Oh my God, the hotties of the show… Chace Crawford, Ed Westwick, and Penn Badgley (Nate, Chuck, and Dan) make me drool. Sometimes… No, not really. But with Chace Crawford’s abs, Ed Westwick’s sexy British accent, and Penn Badgley’s gentleman-ness (not including the amount of times he drobs the S-bomb)… You have a fabulous teen soap.
14. Uncensored Rap Music: HA. I just had to put this on the list. Eminem, 50 Cent… Yup, that’s about all the rappers I know. Oh! Kanye West, too. And Lil’ Wayne. Okay, So I know more than that. T-Pain. T.I. Did you see that rap song that Taylor Swift sang?  Here. Check that out. Anyway, uncensored rap music = legendary. Okay, maybe not legendary. Let’s just go with cool.
15. Shoes: SHOES. SHOES. SHOES. SHOES. Sorry, I just had to do that. Jimmy Choo, Gucci, Donna Karen, D&G… Now, those make me drool. Going clubbing ’til morning in those fabulous-but-uncomfortable high heels just makes me feel so sophisticated. But you do have to pay a price… The blisters. Ugh, the blisters that appear on your already-deformed feet puts me off. But it’s so worth it for those Jimmy Choos.

Report back to you later, my sweets.

DB.

As I sat last week and relaxed in preparation for the Rock ‘n Roll ½ Marathon, I thought about the last two years never running the ½ marathon, only the full. I never felt good enough or trained enough to take part in the ½ marathon, but I always had the desire to participate and dreamed of winning it. This year is no different, but I decided I am just going to go for it. There will always be something or someone that will try to distract me but I have learned to see the end at the beginning. As I reflect back on my last couple of weeks of training I think of all the challenges in my mind.  When I hear the song by R Kelly “I Believe I Can Fly” I believe I am victorious, no hurt, pain, or challenges will phase me. I believe I am swift like a lion and preserved to run the full marathon with joy.

See you at the finish line.

Here are some of the lyrics that I will be meditating on during the race:

I used to think that I could not go on

And life was nothing but an awful song

But now I know the meaning of true love

I’m leaning on the everlasting arms

If I can see it, then I can do it

If I just believe it, there’s nothing to it

I believe I can fly

I believe I can touch the sky

I think about it every night and day

Spread my wings and fly away

I believe I can soar

I see me running through that open door

I believe I can fly………..

Yolanda Adams sings this song beautifully with a children’s choir. Hear it on YouTube

Estamos em mais um começo de semana, juntamente com o começo de mais um mês de nossa existência e sucesso. Para este dia, separei um video com uma belissima musica. Espero que gostem, para diversificar um pouco, trouxe também a tradução da letra. Bom inicio de semana e mês a todos que passam por aqui, e logo mais estarei tranzendo novos artigos para nosso espaço.

i believe i can fly (tradução)

r. kelly

Composição: Indisponível

Eu Acredito Que Posso Voar

Eu costumava pensar que eu não pudesse prosseguir.
E a vida não era nada, além de uma temível canção
Mas agora sei o significado do verdadeiro amor,
Eu estou usando todas as minhas últimas armas

[Refrão]
Se eu posso ver isto, então posso fazer isso,
E se eu só acreditar, nada poderá me impedir.

Eu acredito que posso voar
Eu acredito que eu posso tocar o céu
Penso nisto todos os dias e noites
Esticar minhas asas e voar …
Eu acredito que eu posso elevar-me
Eu me vejo correndo, atravessando uma porta aberta
Eu acredito que posso voar!
Eu acredito que posso voar!
Eu acredito que posso voar!

Eu vejo que estive no limite da auto destruição.
Às vezes o silêncio pode parecer muito barulhento.
Há milagres da vida que eu tenho que alcançar,
Mas eu sei que primeiro, tem que começar dentro de mim.

[Refrão]

Ei, porque eu acredito em você,oh

[Refrão]

Ei, se eu apenas esticar minhas asas
Eu posso voar
Eu posso voar
Eu posso voar, ei
Se eu apenas esticar minhas asas
Eu posso voar
Voar Voar Voar.

是好事嗎你覺得
我覺得是好事　可是其實又不太好耶
到底是不是好事蛤？

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啊雅啊雅啊雅　艾柏林艾柏林艾柏林
我說　我現在小病了　哇咔咔

早上一起來就頭很痛　本來以為是心理作用
因為昨晚有人跟我說他好像要生病了
所以我可能在幻想自己也在生病中

六點半鬧鐘響　我就起來
按掉了想說再躺個五分鐘　因為頭很痛　結果一躺就是一個小時
我驚醒的時候已經是七點半了　噢買尬　八點的課耶
然後就快快爬起來去沖凉　我早上沒有沖凉是不出門的
因為我會超級的閉切　哈哈
就在我沖好涼穿長褲的時候　褲子長+地滑+緊張 所以　跌到了
是跌坐在地上那種　屁屁很痛現在　哈哈

很好笑是嗎？　我跟你說　不好笑
我站起來的時候直接一陣暈眩
然後整個人辛苦到爆就是了　連呼吸都辛苦
等沒那麼暈的時候　我就覺得想吐　然後就吐了　= =

慶倖的是　我跌倒的時候有閃掉那個洗臉盆啦
因為廁所很窄罷啊　如果真的閃不過的話
我可能現在就下巴破洞　鼻子歪掉　頭破血流了咯
感謝天主！^^

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有人在擔心我啦～
很不好意思～
但是也蠻開心的啦　哈哈
至少有人關心嘛^^
愛你～Muackss～

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過後去上課　他們說我根本不像生病的人
因為講話還是這麼的有活力
只是坐下來上課的時候就會覺得我是病人
哈哈　當然啦～
要跟人講話的時候怎麼可以病懨懨的呢～
然後爸爸媽咪打電話來的時候
我講電話也是超有活力的啦　哈哈
根本就不像個沒胃口吃午餐的人　哈哈
難道要我病懨懨的跟他們講話哦？
不要嚇死他們啦～　哈哈

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我說！　我要Polaroid或者是DSLR啦～
昨天MK才說她的目標是dslr
今天去鳥哥的部落又看到他說要買dslr
你們都很有錢啦～
我只是想要　但是不是真的很需要
所以暫時不能花那個錢　就繼續“想”叭～

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啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊
啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊
哈哈哈　我又發神經了
因為整個就是很陰魂不散
我昨晚睡前去某美女的fb逛逛
結果又看到她的照片　弄到我整個就是抓狂　==”

如果你真的是在說夢話的話　那我會更抓狂
因為你連做夢都在想她　T_T

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我昨天肚子餓嘛～　然後很白目的又跑去跟凱講　哈哈
進進昨晚又去吃火鍋咯　整天吃的叻～
我很想念火鍋　薯泥　薯條 哈哈
還有hush brown

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今天“又”跌倒嘛
爸爸就叫我回去的時候去找X-光　==”
我很討厭醫生啦～　可以不要去嗎？

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今天上課madam講到Air Asia very cheap
so that everyone can flly
然後就有人大聲唱I believe I can fly～
哈哈　弄到我現在也一直在唱　= =

今天有人present　他們這組很不錯　因為有帥哥　哈哈

左邊那個就是帥哥　馬來帥哥　真的很帥　笑容很好看　哈哈

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今天雖然身體不舒服　很累　但是很開心
因為我買到這個了^^　終於叻～
以前每次去CS就很想買
那時聽水晶說有小個的了　我也很想買
今天在學校看到有賣　而且不貴
所以就直接買了三個　哈哈哈
三個小麵包要掉我RM14叻～　哈哈
但是我開心^^

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今天在班上無聊　做好練習就在那裡畫蒼蠅 哈哈
其實他是音標的第三聲 但是我覺得它很像蒼蠅
有時候又覺得它很像小小的Love型 哈哈
管它是什麽　可愛就是了^^

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這地方美嗎？
昨晚跟文立聊天　就問到他去過That’s cafe了沒
他說還沒有去過咯　但是經過　外觀很美很美
aise　我也是想去叻～　聽說比Roost還美的
然後他就介紹我KL的Full House
他說這間我應該也是會喜歡的那種
我才去過KL幾次哦拜託　哈哈
可是真的很美麗啦～　下次我要去KL啦～
我連文光幾年前介紹的那個什麽bintang的都還沒去走過叻～
這個是Full House的菜單～　美咯～

p/s：Roost也是文立介紹我的　他很厲害啦～
整天找這些好地方給我　哈哈哈

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我最近一直狂轉魔方 為的就是要轉到這個樣子
因為我要練習這個啦～　我一直都會stuck在這裡叻～
那天馬六甲之旅 好不容易給我轉到　就拿去問凱
他竟然用很簡單的方式來教我　但是就還是複雜　哈哈
就是他轉好像很簡單醬　回到我手上我還是不會　= =

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昨天在我房間看到的夕陽　哈哈
通常這個時候我們的窗簾布是拉起來的　所以我都沒去看夕陽
昨天被我看到了^^

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最後最後　送你這首歌

Aerosmith的I Don’t Wanna Miss a Thing
那天在跟有機哥哥哈拉的時候認識這首歌的
弄到我最近一直哼　哈哈

I don’t wanna close my eyes
I don’t wanna fall asleep
‘Cause I’d miss you, babe
And I don’t wanna miss a thing
‘Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I’d still miss you, babe
And I don’t wanna miss a thing

I am down and depressed with mixed thoughts. there are many things i want to think, or write but the entangled thought process is disorderly confused. I am puzzled and unable to make to one direction with jumbled up words traveling across my head. i can’t figure out the bunch of lines that could make a topic. I must have taken the day off but i took yesterday off too. Now when i am here, i have to pass to until it ends, which won’t end soon. darn! i have classes and before that final project orientation. a must-to-attend session. it would be late when i ll go home, maybe then i could sleep a little. i would hate waking up next morning but again i ll have to. i don’t think i have strength to stand anymore. i want a long peaceful sleep. i have started feeling weak. or maybe it’s result of the syndrome i am having right now. where to go?

uuuhhh…..i believe i can fly – where when how, are yet to decide !!

So I found this today as I was looking for the video for “I Wish” by Skee-lo. This led to “I Wish” by R. Kelly, which led to this song… Charice Pempengco–Napakang WOW!

Continuing with the plug my talented friends so that more people read my blog . . . we got Alexander The . . .

I met this dude back on the Debut and Wedding circuit when I used to breakdance and rap and Alex used to sing.  He used to sing the hits, like I Believe I can Fly and a host of classic Tagalog ballads.  I think he says his momma made him do it.  But if you look at it, it was good practice.  Alex has come along way from making pre-menstrual debutantes gush over him.  He makes his own fucking music now and it’s the shit.

Based out of Kensington Market, Alexander The . . . is the producer for Toronto groups Times Neue Roman and Stryofoam Ones.  His music has been featured on television shows like CSI with more to come.  And now he is starting (i think) to drop his solo shit.  Which is bananangers.

So Alex is a musician in the truest Toronto sense.  Meaning he hustles, hustles, hustles.  You wanna be a musician (or anything that means not working in a bank) in this town you gotta have your hands dipped into as many projects as possible.  Or not eat.  What also makes his music quintessentially Toronto is that his range is diverse.  As a producer, you can tell him what you need and he’ll whip it for you with quality.  Just like finding the good food or a decent woman in the city.

His new track Janina has elements of everything I like about music.  But we’ll get into it more as he drops more shit.  Which is every first Tuesday of the month?  For how fuckin long, Jay? (Alexander The . . . blog)

I can describe his music to you, but this is the fuckin internet isn’t it?  Click a link and check it out yourself.

alexander the . . .

times neue roman

styrofoam ones

Also check out Santa Guerilla his project with other Filipino diaspora in Toronto.

-mlv

www.oldeyorke.ca

I am officially excited. (Can’t you tell by my tone of typing?)

I just read that trapeze school is coming to D.C.! According to the DCist, classes here start on June 6th, and I, for one, can’t wait.

Last June, Cla, BNB and I drove up to Baltimore to try our hand at flying through the air with the greatest of ease. Flying through the air, check. Greatest of ease, not so much. First, there was the little matter of climbing to the top platform, holding on to a deceptively heavy bar while leaning over the edge, and trusting the instructor to hold on to you by your belt. (Oh, hey trust issues. Haven’t seen you in a while – how’s it going?)

I was shaking as I climbed the ladder...even after I got used to it

But as scary as that initial climb and jump are (yes, you have you jump off the ledge – they won’t push you, I asked), I was hooked after that first class. For two hours we learned how to jump, swing, hook our knees over the bar, and fall – which had more skill involved than I thought. And at the end, we attempted a catch. Cla and BNB were successful:

(That one was Cla.)

I, however, was not:

Regardless of my failure, I was determined to attend another class, so Cla and I signed up for the package deal. After another two hour session, we learned single legs (totally technical term) and splits.

And we got to attempt another catch.

This time…WIN!

Now that trapeze school is practically down the street (and a few metro stops away), I’ll be able to brush up on my maneuvers. My knee hook was getting a little rusty. Plus, it’s a great upper body workout (i.e. you’ll feel sore as hell the next day, but it’ll be completely worth it).

Who’s in? Just think of how great “circus training” will look on your resume.

Et non ce ne sont pas des nouveaux Marx Brothers, mais des Barjs comme on les aimes.
*si vous n’avez rien compris au titre de ce post, il s’agit  du titre de R Kelly ”I believe i can Fly” pour le film Space Jam avec Mister Jordan et des Toons qui joue au basket.