I STRUCK GOLD!!!!

Anyone who knows me knows how fantabulous this video will be to me.
This is Lauryn Hill
At amateur night
At the Apollo
Singing the classic "Who's Loving You"
WHEN SHE WAS 13!!!!!!!!
I am so excited!, Enjoy and goodnight everyone, see you tomorrow God's willing!

Jacob Bakes!

Just some random pics of my godson making bake. Too cute to resist :)

learning...

concentration...

VICTORY!!!

LOVE THIS SONG!

Two of the sexiest guys in music right now. Don't hate on me, I didn't say they were the biggest I said they were the sexiest, Travis McCoy & Bruno Mars- Billionaire!!!!

Taym Manijmehnt

So I've had some stuff to take care of recently that have me pondering the issue of time management very seriously. I'll expand later but for now enjoy the artwork of the late great Salvador Dali. They're called 

"THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY" & THE DISINTEGRATION OF THE PERSISTENCE OF MEMORY" 

respectively.

 

Oh and check out this vid i just found on youtube about procrastination lol.

Stalking Neisha's FB Page

So a friend of mine posted this on facebook and I just wanted to share because I relate to it a lot right now.

From the Archives of my Soul- (Internal Tide)

So this is a poem I wrote about a year and 1/2 ago. A bit adult content, just a bit. I've been afraid to post  it because I don't want any  ":-O CRYSTAL!!!" responses but what the heck. Life is about ruffling a few feathers so... ENJOY! and let me know what you think  :-)

Internal Tide

Eyes, lips, hips and fingertips.

Whispers in ears, orgasmic tears,

Hiding your fears because lust wears the royal robes

Robes that are discarded although they should stay on

Discarded robes that spawn the dawn of new spawn

Robes that would be more glorious if they were worn

Out to dinner………

Father I am a sinner,

My endurance is wearing thinner as I gasp for breath

Dripping beads of sweat

I am wet……..

Because I drowned my self

And because I drowned myself

I am dead.

Hands, feet other things as they meet

They delete the from your mind

Any thought that is kind to the chaste

All the haste that you build for the taste of skin

Just to win the race

What a waste…..

Such a beautiful face

That makes my heart race over the mountain

Rushing towards the fountain

The blood in my head thumping

Like the clock on the wall counting, counting, counting

1…2….3….4…

I want more, I want more

And then I realize, that I do want more than just to settle the score

And although my desires are raw, they have one fatal flaw

They do not control me you see.

I am like a tree

Where I put down roots,

It’s there I’ll bear fruit

And to boot though you’re cute

You are still very much,

Just a youth.

Putting my spin on things :)

The Pursyout of Hapyness & The Avoydans of Payn

Indeed, man wishes to be happy even when he so lives as to make happiness impossible. ~St. Augustine

Follow Me On Youtube

http://www.youtube.com/user/lowkahbowkneetah
 So I haven't done any yet but pretty soon I'll be posting videos of my songs as well as any covers that I do. For now though just check out my favourites so far.

Billie Holiday Quotes

I'm always making a comeback but nobody ever tells me where I've been.

A kiss that is never tasted, is forever and ever wasted.

Don't threaten me with love, baby. Let's just go walking in the rain.

Dope never helped anybody sing better or play music better or do anything better. All dope can do for you is kill you - and kill you the long, slow, hard way. And it can kill the people you love right along with you.

I never had a chance to play with dolls like other kids. I started working when I was six years old.

I never hurt nobody but myself and that's nobody's business but my own.

They think they can make fuel from horse manure - now, I don't know if your car will be able to get 30 miles to the gallon, but it's sure gonna put a stop to siphoning.

If I don't have friends, then I ain't got nothing.

If you copy, it means you're working without any real feeling. No two people on earth are alike, and it's got to be that way in music or it isn't music.

Love is like a faucet, it turns off and on.


One day a whole damn song fell into place in my head.

People don't understand the kind of fight it takes to record what you want to record the way you want to record it.

Singing songs like 'The Man I Love' or 'Porgy' is no more work than sitting down and eating Chinese roast duck, and I love roast duck.

Somebody once said we never know what is enough until we know what's more than enough.

I hate straight singing. I have to change a tune to my own way of doing it. That's all I know.

Mom and Pop were just a couple of kids when they got married. He was eighteen, she was sixteen and I was three.

Sometimes it's worse to win a fight than to lose.

There's no damn business like show business - you have to smile to keep from throwing up.

If I'm going to sing like someone else, then I don't need to sing at all.

You can't copy anybody and end with anything. If you copy, it means you're working without any real feeling.

You've got to have something to eat and a little love in your life before you can hold still for any damn body's sermon on how to behave.

My nephews

They're cute and I love them :)

Strength, Courage & Wisdom

So I like youtube..... I'll randomly click on links for about an hour, share some on facebook you know, the regular stuff. Recently though I've been stumbling over stuff that resurrect some major memories. You know the songs that you used to know every word to and sing over and over again to entertain yourself to when doing boring stuff (long before ipods and music phones and even discmans come to think of it), well that's the type of stuff that I've been finding randomly on youtube, the soundtract to my life.
I've noticed something while doing this though. Anyone who knows me will think it amazing that I think this amazing but.... my life is kinda weird, a little crazy, very funny but mostly weird. I could just imagine my friends now laughing at my "Eureka moment" at something they've known for years. I am a very unusual person. White Town's "I Could Never Be Your Woman" can send me in to raptures



Jill Scott's live tribute to her band in " Fatback Taffy" puts me in glee. Stumbling over some amazing underground artist will guarantee that I don't shut up for days extolling their virtues to everyone who will still tolerate my music rants enough to endure it and yes people I will share EVERY version of K'naan's "Waving Flag" that I find on facebook. Get over it.

Strange thing is I was listening to India Arie today (that's not so strange) on my usual youtube jaunt and I played "Strength, Courage & Wisdom" for the millionth time ( still... not strange) and I just burst in to tears (Eureka!) and could not stop (Bazzinga!- i love Sheldon!)

Granted I've been having a bit of a tough time so very little is taken to make me cry but it was the idea that I was strong, courageous and wise that took hold and refused to leave. And I'm glad it did.

I don't have to be like Don Quijote, fighting windmills, or like the Lion in the Wizard of Oz. I just had to believe. God put it there so... its there. FULL STOP! I need to stop looking externally for something that was always in me as the song says all along.

I like the feel of that thought dancing around in my mind. I like the taste of it as it rolls off my tongue. I'm strong, I'm courageous, I'm wise.

Are you?