currently at work watching this with my boss and a co-worker.... it is soooo goood, very well put on and executed.... will updated later if I find some videos, hopefully of my favorite performance...
UPDATE: just found the videos, this was my favorite performance of the memorial... Stevie Wonder pays tribute to another music icon...
...'til later...
\\\Ya Boy NYe.///
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Want To In Your Eyes- Conway Twitty
ok so this song is sooooooo G, like, I can not believe how gangsta this song is... especially coming from the person who is singing it..... take a listen and I am sure you will agree with me...
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Family Guy watchers should recognize this song from one of the episodes... I found the same video that they used in that episode, but I could not find one that I could embed it into the post, but this one works just fine...
... but yeah, back to the G'ness of this song...
how OD are the lyrics?!?!?!.... I was def going to but up a couple lines, but NAH! the whole thing needs to be up here:
...like seriously.... he is straight up saying "clearly you got a man, but it is plain to see you still want the D" hahahaha!!!!.... that is so gangsta, and then you see who is saying this and it is an old white country singer!... and this just goes to show that country singers really do sing about any and every situation lol.... sooo G, song is on repeat right now
.... maybe a sample coming soon.... maybe...
...'til later...
\\\Ya Boy NYe.///
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Family Guy watchers should recognize this song from one of the episodes... I found the same video that they used in that episode, but I could not find one that I could embed it into the post, but this one works just fine...
... but yeah, back to the G'ness of this song...
how OD are the lyrics?!?!?!.... I was def going to but up a couple lines, but NAH! the whole thing needs to be up here:
I see the sparkling little diamond on your hand
It's plain to see that you've already got a man
I can see you're not about to fall for any of my lines
I see the want to in your eyes
Deep in your smile there's a quiet, soft desire
Like the embers of a once raging fire
You know I could light that fire again,
you know it isn't wise
I see the want to in your eyes
How strong's a band of gold
Is it strong enough to hold,
when a love has grown cold
and A woman wants a love, sweet
and warm
How many women just like you have
silent schemes.
How many men like me do they sleep
with in their dreams
You can stay or you can go and
although I sympathize
I still see the want to in your eyes
I see the want to in your eyes
.... maybe a sample coming soon.... maybe...
...'til later...
\\\Ya Boy NYe.///
Sunday, July 5, 2009
"I like the sunrise"
I wacthed the sun rise on my city early this morning with a free slice of pizza and $20 more than I came out with. Last night wasn't what I excepted it to be I was out with 2 friends. 1 male 1 female. It honestly consisted of wandering and singing and danceing through the streets of my beloved city to our own renditions of Michael Jackson tunes.
Side note: I love Michael Jackson. When I was born he was already an international superstar. HE WAS ALREADY A GOD! His music has been there my whole life and his career is an inspiration to everyone who aspires to be an artist. His career redefined and reformated what a music career could be. To me he was larger than life. The only person I've ever forgotten was human. Everything about him: his talent, his lifestyle, his appearence, his fans, were so beyond anything we commonly know. He was one of a kind and accepting that not only is he just like the rest of us but that he is gone is a task that may prove to be impossilble. However, my personal sorrow of his loss can not compare to my mothers. She recalls watching the Ed Sullivan Show and seeing the Jackson 5, led by little Michael, the world totally ignorant of what he would become. To love him and his music for this long and observe his transtion as it happened is something I can not concive. As hard as it is. It is reality. Requim In Pace: Michael Joe Jackson 1958-2009
With that said, back to the story…
So we talked and danced and talked of our favorite Michael songs them we heard the sound of "Billie Jean" eminating from a hotel room, we attepmted to get into the party but my 2 friends were not dressed in acceptible attire according to the bouncers standards. So we wondered somemore. After walking North for some time my friend stated that he knew a "funny bar" in the area. I wasn't sure what he meant but I had to use the bathroom so I figured why not. When we got to block I look around and I notice that the block is really gay. Not in the slang sence, it's REALLY GAY not that I have a problem with that, it's just not my territory. Anyway I relictantly entered the bar and my friend says "and this is the place where I had my first bartending gig". Nice. As cool as I am with it I don't know if I could do that job, like I said, just not my territory. Anyway the guy behind the bar claimed that he didn't recognize my friend ever working there whiched pissed him off so we left after more walking and talking they decided to go home. I had other plans. I love my city and girl I get with can consider herself a misstress. One of my favorite activities is to put on some music and stripe through the aveneues of my beloved. Tonights sound track- "The Very Best of John Coltrane". I walked down Broadway from Times Square to Astor Place. Around 28th street I think I saw sirens up ahead. I kept kept walking til I got to the origin. It was a club, something had gone down and a guy was on a streacher getting put into an amblulance. I pause to examine the scence and when I glanced down there was a $20 bill at my feet. I guess someone was drunk and pulled out a wad at the food vender on the block. This was reminescent of two summers ago when I found money on separate occasions which ended up equiling over $150. I'm good at finding money, hopfully this the the start of a good trend. After walking a couple of blocks more I observed yet another ambulance in front of a club, this time with a young lady as the unfortunate party in the streacher. No money to be found this time though. The rest of the walk to Astor Place was pretty uneventful. I simply enjoyed the soundtrack provided by John. My game plan was to take the M1 bus up which ends up right on my block. I looked at the bus schedule and saw I had some time before the bus came so I decided to get a bit to eat. I figures the pizzaria on St. Marks would do. Because of the cash I just found I decdied to spurge- TWO TOPPING PIZZA! YEAH! (hey for New York that's splurging) As I approached the pizzeria I saw people around a guy with a guitar in one of the open the doorways. When I got there he was playing and singing ”Waterfalls” by TLC. With the peole around him singing along. There was one woman who was really into it, she even knew Left Eyes rap verse. So I odered my pepperoni and mushroom pizza and considered getting a beverage. While I was waiting for them to finsh heating my slice up one of my fellow patrons asked if I knew of any after hours spots. I told him about one spot I knew about that was open 24 hrs and was a short walk away. While I was having the conversation my pizza came. I noticed that no cost was presented for my slice, I proptly dipped before they noticed their error. I sat in door way at the first stop of and M1 bus and ate. Then it began, the sun rose on my love and I watched her come to life. My Coltrane album had finished at this point so for this moment I put on Blackstar "Respiration" my New York anthem. My chariot arrived to take me home and I rode and dozed off a bit. I goof home with a full stomach and more money than I came out with …I love this town.
…'Til later
\\\That Guy Ra///
Side note: I love Michael Jackson. When I was born he was already an international superstar. HE WAS ALREADY A GOD! His music has been there my whole life and his career is an inspiration to everyone who aspires to be an artist. His career redefined and reformated what a music career could be. To me he was larger than life. The only person I've ever forgotten was human. Everything about him: his talent, his lifestyle, his appearence, his fans, were so beyond anything we commonly know. He was one of a kind and accepting that not only is he just like the rest of us but that he is gone is a task that may prove to be impossilble. However, my personal sorrow of his loss can not compare to my mothers. She recalls watching the Ed Sullivan Show and seeing the Jackson 5, led by little Michael, the world totally ignorant of what he would become. To love him and his music for this long and observe his transtion as it happened is something I can not concive. As hard as it is. It is reality. Requim In Pace: Michael Joe Jackson 1958-2009
With that said, back to the story…
So we talked and danced and talked of our favorite Michael songs them we heard the sound of "Billie Jean" eminating from a hotel room, we attepmted to get into the party but my 2 friends were not dressed in acceptible attire according to the bouncers standards. So we wondered somemore. After walking North for some time my friend stated that he knew a "funny bar" in the area. I wasn't sure what he meant but I had to use the bathroom so I figured why not. When we got to block I look around and I notice that the block is really gay. Not in the slang sence, it's REALLY GAY not that I have a problem with that, it's just not my territory. Anyway I relictantly entered the bar and my friend says "and this is the place where I had my first bartending gig". Nice. As cool as I am with it I don't know if I could do that job, like I said, just not my territory. Anyway the guy behind the bar claimed that he didn't recognize my friend ever working there whiched pissed him off so we left after more walking and talking they decided to go home. I had other plans. I love my city and girl I get with can consider herself a misstress. One of my favorite activities is to put on some music and stripe through the aveneues of my beloved. Tonights sound track- "The Very Best of John Coltrane". I walked down Broadway from Times Square to Astor Place. Around 28th street I think I saw sirens up ahead. I kept kept walking til I got to the origin. It was a club, something had gone down and a guy was on a streacher getting put into an amblulance. I pause to examine the scence and when I glanced down there was a $20 bill at my feet. I guess someone was drunk and pulled out a wad at the food vender on the block. This was reminescent of two summers ago when I found money on separate occasions which ended up equiling over $150. I'm good at finding money, hopfully this the the start of a good trend. After walking a couple of blocks more I observed yet another ambulance in front of a club, this time with a young lady as the unfortunate party in the streacher. No money to be found this time though. The rest of the walk to Astor Place was pretty uneventful. I simply enjoyed the soundtrack provided by John. My game plan was to take the M1 bus up which ends up right on my block. I looked at the bus schedule and saw I had some time before the bus came so I decided to get a bit to eat. I figures the pizzaria on St. Marks would do. Because of the cash I just found I decdied to spurge- TWO TOPPING PIZZA! YEAH! (hey for New York that's splurging) As I approached the pizzeria I saw people around a guy with a guitar in one of the open the doorways. When I got there he was playing and singing ”Waterfalls” by TLC. With the peole around him singing along. There was one woman who was really into it, she even knew Left Eyes rap verse. So I odered my pepperoni and mushroom pizza and considered getting a beverage. While I was waiting for them to finsh heating my slice up one of my fellow patrons asked if I knew of any after hours spots. I told him about one spot I knew about that was open 24 hrs and was a short walk away. While I was having the conversation my pizza came. I noticed that no cost was presented for my slice, I proptly dipped before they noticed their error. I sat in door way at the first stop of and M1 bus and ate. Then it began, the sun rose on my love and I watched her come to life. My Coltrane album had finished at this point so for this moment I put on Blackstar "Respiration" my New York anthem. My chariot arrived to take me home and I rode and dozed off a bit. I goof home with a full stomach and more money than I came out with …I love this town.
…'Til later
\\\That Guy Ra///
Friday, July 3, 2009
I'm sorry
My computer totally died on me. I've been really slacking on the blog. Props to Ron for keeping it up though. Anyways, the good news is your boy just copped the brand new iPhone 3Gs. And it is GLORIOUS! I knew I would like it but it has destroyed my expectations. I endorse it 100% and stand by saying it's the best phone on the market. I've had it for a week now and everyday I've discover some new cool use or capitility the iPhone posseses. The other part of this good news is that I am now a mobile blogger. I'm on the long island railraod now typing this thing. So expect the triumphant return of That Guy Ra to the blog. I've missed it and still have plenty of things I want to address and share with the world. I'm heading to the city right now to party and such, I'll let you know if anything intresting happens.
… ' Til later
\\\That Guy Ra///
… ' Til later
\\\That Guy Ra///
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