R.I.P. Michael

Rest In Peace Michael…Hopefully you can finally be at peace…truly gifted.

Sincerely,

Rudy H. and Kelly K.

Afro Punk 2009

Afro Punk is an event I make an effort to attend. Every year the vibes are good and there is absolutely no drama. It is truly a beautiful event to attend and if you’re open to different things can be extremely enjoyable. You can see BMXers, skaters, graffiti artists and of course the rock bands all in one area for free. The best part is the fashion. You see the girls come out looking all types of different and it’s inspiring. The best style I saw was a girl wearing all black and these huge pink leopard heels with red lips and green eyeshadow. It all sounds like it wouldn’t work but it did, the overall styling of the hair and jewelry brought it all together. My camera is broken so unfortunately I do not have any personal candids, but I got some from the site.

I was priveledged to see Janelle Monae perform yesterday. She is a great performer and truly entertained. Not only is her voice exceptional, her style is impeccable and dancing wacky. I think the most intriguing thing about her is the fact that she seems so mechanical. I wonder if she’s real or a robot…hence her whole gimmick of Metropolis and the robot falling in love. The highlight of her performance is most definitely the painting she created on stage. There was no rhyme to reason and the painting wasn’t great by any means. You saw people looking around confused and just staring at her oddly, but not talking sh*t. That’s the beauty of it. Everyone was open to her creativity and just accepted it for what it was. That’s how art should be. Thank you Janelle for proving to me that there are others out there like myself and it’s okay.

-Rudy H.

Memo of the Day!!!

MEMO: Communication that contains directive,

advisory, or informative facts

The Memo of the Day

Sun Glasses will save your life…

Kelly K.

Adventures in Scumland

I think the craziest thing about New York is the courtesy of the homeless. Only here do you see a homeless man pleasantly asleep on a bench alongside a neatly cleaned up woman reading a Jack Dawson book. No one thinks twice about it because the culture is so saturated with the problem…it’s just not thought of as strange or out of the norm to be chillin with a bum.

I think it’s the most intriguing, weird, unnatural thing I’ve ever seen.

One night my roommates and I’s world came face to face with that of a beggar. Unfortunately it wasn’t because we were giving change or trying to help…no we were getting hit on.

The life of an attractive female. Humph.

Anyway…we were sitting on the train minding our own business. It’s about 2:30 in the morning…an appropriate time to be out no less. The thought of a homeless man trying to hit on us doesn’t come to mind of course. Well lo and behold a dirty old drunk man comes and sits across from us. The buffoonery begins.

“Hey! I just farted…it smells disgusting. Does my farting change my chances wit you?” The man shouts at my roommate (Kelly K.).

We silently look at each other and stay silent. We’re both too tired for this shit. I dunno about her or you, but crazy people scare the crap outta me. If I think you legitimately belong in a crazy house I will ignore you and stay as far away as possible. Hence why I ignored the fat scary drunk crazy.

“Hey there! You don’t like me I know. I farted again…it smells terrible. I’m just a bum I know. You could never be interested in me. I’m a fat man farting. Why not give it a chance? Oh that’s right…I’m a disgusting lazy man.”

Never the less we got off 1 stop early only to try and dismiss the incident at hand. I felt compelled to add this story because I want all the guys to think twice before trying to holla at a girl. If she comes off stank it might not be because she’s conceited. Just think twice before calling her a bitch. She could be tight because a homeless drunken man tried to bag first. Also, please always keep the farting discreet or at least blame it on your friend.

Stay shady New York!

-Rudy H.

The Bitchassness Club!!!

The Bad Girls Club March 10^th 2009

A few years back, in an attempt to join the reality TV circuit, Oxygen launched what we all know today as The Bad Girls Club. A show is based on watching seven, “Bad Girls,” drink, party and fight. It wasn’t until season three where I realized that not only does this show glorify immoral behavior, but it idolizes it. On this week episode it was the Fab 5 vs. the Ambers, which just translates into five girls who are followers and two girls who just don’t know when to stand up for themselves. The scene starts out with Amber M. stumbling out of the club being followed by the Fab 5, led by Whitney aka “Boston,” or how I like to call her “Bitchassness.” Amber M. still dazed and confused walks out the club being only verbally attacked buy no other then Aliyah the “instigator”. Alyah continues to bagger Amber M. saying “I’ll knock your ass out.” Realizing the dangerous situation that she is in, with yes, “her roommate, “Amber M. then turns around to confront the Fab 5 and declares “ if anyone of you girls touches me,” there will be repercussions. No more than three seconds pass that you see Bitchassness decide to grab on to Amber M.’s hair and the tug of war begins. Alytah then proceeds to jump in on the fight and then all hell breaks loose.

Some of you may ask why this episode? Why choose to analyze this specific scene? Each question is quite valid because clearly these girls get into a rumble in each and every episode. Whether it is a stranger on the streets or their fellow roommates these girls love to fight and love to represent woman as disrespectful, ignorant, selfish human beings. And I myself am tired of being a victim of this behavior. When did morals become something we check at the door like a jacket or scarf? Sleeping around, unnecessary violence, and abusive alcoholic behavior is not lady like. Yet these poor excuses for females continue to represent woman every Tuesday night. All these girls have is bravery under the influence of alcohol, but what’s really left after the alcohol wears off? Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding: Answer Please!!! OoOoO That’s Right “NOTHING.” Girls you were given the opportunity, NO the blessing to live in mansion and live life with no kind of worries, yet you take it for granitite. Instead of being role models for the young females out there growing up with issues you all choose to act like ______________. Fill in the blank.

The Bad Girls Club is clearly a sad attempt at ratings and I hope that Oxygen invests just as much in psychological counseling for these sad females as they have in their marketing this show!!! I’m sure it won’t be long for as lawsuit to appear in which a teen says “I’m just doing, what they did.” The only difference is that in the real world we face the consequences instead of getting a free ride. At the end of the day all I have to say is weak minds make for easy targets. And these girls are definitely WEAK!!!

As you watch these videos ask yourself, when did Amber M. provoke the fight? Why did all the girls feel the need to jump in? Who is at fault? How should of the situation been handled?

Let me know ladies and gentlemen???

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Wall Of Haters

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1. New York Post
2. Bossip
3. TMZ Bank Of America
4. Bill  O’Reilly
5. Jim Cramer of Mad Money CNBC
6. Xhibit
7. Tammy Bruce
8. Bank of America
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Let’s put these HATER”S on Blast, because like I said, “Hi, Hater!”

Adventures in Scumland

Adventures in Scumland

When you move to a completely new city that’s so very different from home the expectaions are high. What is this city really about? Did I make the right decision in moving here? Will life be as glamourous there as expected? What makes New York so much more different then any other city? Simply, it’s authentic. You go into a place that literally represents everyone under the sun. It’s beautiful. As a result you encounter unique situations that can only apply to New York. My roommate and I refer to them as New York Moments. Whats a New York moment you ask?  Well here are a few examples:

1.) 1.) Sitting at a table with a friend or alone and a complete stranger decides to sit right next to you.

2.) 2.) Sitting on the subway and a random man with no talent decides to sing and dance for money.

3.)3.) Walking down the street wearing baggy sweats, glasses and a tee and still getting hollered at by everyone and their dad.

4.) 4.) Walking down the street and noticing that everyone and their mom is still awake at 4 in the morning as you walk back from the club.

All situations that are equally uncalled for and awkward, yet ,no one bats an eye when witnessing any of this. That is a New York moment. I’ve decided to create a compilation of my own personal New York moments. All crazy and carry the needed characteristic of being awkward and uncalled for, yet, no one is phased but me…the out-of-stater.  My first story aptly titled Vagina Monologue Queens Style.

Vagina Monologue Queens Style

One day after work my roommate and I decided to go to the CVS near our apartment because I was in desperate need of Ibuprofin. While I was trying to decide which size bottle of advil to get my roommate was browsing the body washes. She comes over and tells me she needs me to come help this womasn because she can’t understand what shes asking. Me being the nice person I am go willingly to help. That’s when the madness began.

“What do you wash your vagina with?” creepy woman.

“Excuse me?”

“What do you wash your vagina with? Soap?”

“Do you need help figuring out which kind of soap to use? I’m confused…”

“I’m just saying you shouldn’t use soap. Use shampoo. You won’t have bumps or sores. It cleans the area well and you save money by using it on your hair and vagina. Trust me I know. I am a massage therapist. I’m 54 and people think I’m 35 all the time. I just wanna let you know that you should use shampoo.”

I slowly began to walk away amidst the confusion as to why my roommate would put me on to this woman.Why did this woman decidede to tell me that? Why did I sit there and listen to her? Why do I have to act like she’s not crazy when she is? Why? Then I rationalize it internally and come to the conclusion that it was just another New York moment.

-S Dot Yes

The Dream Listening Party

A week or so back I had the pleasure of attending The Dream’s listening party. I know not too many people are fans of his music. They think he is annoying because of his first single “Shawty is a Ten.” Granted I could see why someone would automatically be turned off by the man, he sounded like a 12 year old boy on the track. Once everyone saw the video and found out it was an older fat man, it killed the whole song and his persona a bit. Some redemption was gained with his other hit single “I Luv Your Girl”, but, not enough for people to really f*ck with it. I on the other hand took a chance and listened to his album. It was really good. Granted I’m all over the place when it comes to music, but, it gives me a good ear and I pride myself on that. I was excited to go to the party and listen to the songs and write about it.

I was disappointed.

After the initial waiting period where everyone grabs some free drinks and hors’dourves we entered the auditorium. I was excited because L.A. Reid was there and he spoke to us all on stage about The Dream. I think The Dream is talented regardless of what anyone says. He wrote a lot of songs that got crazy airplay and he knows how to create a hit. Let’s get back to the actual event before I digress some more…

Inside the auditorium we hear a little intro speech from L.A. Reid and then the lights dim and room shakes from the bass. We’ve entered The Dream’s realm with his first single “Rockin That Thing” blasting through the speakers. Everyone was vibing to that and it was all good. Then the next song came on. Not a huge hit but it was straight. Meanwhile we’re watching a screen that has soft core porn images going across it…yea I dunno either. Then this extra bumping hood tricked out song comes on. It was terrible. These girls felt compelled to jump up and start dancing. They looked extra reckless and it all made no sense. The whole atmosphere wasn’t a place to do that type of activity at all. We end up only listening to five songs off the CD. I felt jipped. Two of the songs were not even real songs because one just was a continuation of the first one. Therefore I say we only heard four songs. Blasphemy!

We are then told there is a question answer part to this party. I was ready for this one. Not only was the audience unable to ask questions, but, there were only five questions asked. The only cool thing about it was that Angie Martinez was there asking the questions. She brought up his weight which I found amusing. He lost a lot by the way. After the questions and answer it was a wrap. I was left to write about nothing because all the songs I heard were just alright and unmemorable. One good thing I will say is that he definitely has a great label standing behind him regardless. He might have to repackage that project a month or so later to make sales. We’ll see. I still appreciate his swag at the end of the day.

*The album Love/Money is set to be released March 10^th.

Until next time it’s your girl S Dot Yes.

The Complex!!!

So the other day Rudy and I went grocery shopping. Shopping in New York hasalways stood out to me because of the bodegas. This I can say makes the shopping totally different. Now my entire life I have been used to the Super Stop & Shop’s of Massachusetts or the Publix of Florida. But I still found comfort n the small homey styles of food stores here until this past sat. So me and Rudy enter the doors of Pioneer not knowing what this place had in store for us. We had stopped at the salsa and chip area and were trying to figure out what we wanted but then… Duh duh duh…insert music here. An elderly man walked over to us and reached for my hair. For the purpose of this story we will call him “Crazy. “ Seeing the distrust in my face he took his hand back. “Crazy” then began to speak, and what came out of this man’s mouth is the most reckless shit I’ve heard in a long time.

Crazy: How do you get your hair like that?

Kelly K.: Well its mine. It’s natural.

Crazy: So you do your hair like that.

Kelly K: look of total confusion

Crazy: I have a granddaughter who is half Asian and I wouldn’t want her to ever

To have hair like yours.

Kelly K.: Excuse me?

Confusion continues

Crazy: She has str8 hair. She shouldn’t have hair like you.

Kelly K: It took all my strength to slap this man, but I had to keep it cool

Because he was an elderly and with my mouth I could cause a heart attack. So I

Told him that “well all hair is beautiful, and I can wear my hair str8 or

Curly.

Crazy: Well I bet it takes you all day and night to get it str8.

Kelly K.: Not really, just an hour.

This man then followed on into a tangent about young men and their hair and jobs And his thoughts on why our hair can affect our job opportunity. Okay really though this was a straight up and own a  WTF moment. This man was African American and he said this to me. Diagnoses he has a complex. A complex with his Own color and race. I’ve had beautiful curly hair all my life so for some crazy To come tell me out the blue my hair isn’t up to par boggled me beyond belief.It’s sad when you see a person who grew up during the civil rights movement in This country act so shameful. I mean we have a African American president and Still this man has the nerve to say such obnoxious things. Although this country Just had a historical moment takes place with the election and Obama being are Newest president, we still have a lot of work to do. That’s what this experience Taught me. There are a lot of ignorant people in this country and they come in all shades. We truly must learn to come together as a people to move towards change. But there will be no change without education. Clearly that older man had issues, but so do a lot of people. It doesn’t matter what color you are, because in these United States the idea of beauty has been so altered from what is healthy that we don’t even know what is beautiful. “Curley hair is too much,you should definitely pull it back for a job interview.” That’s what I was taught in college. “Black People don’t have light eyes,” look at Vanessa Williams she wears contacts.” And this is what my freshman English teacher tried to teach us. I mean I’m sure we all have stories but the bottom line is the idea of beauty is so far gone that the lies made to elevate it are even taught in school. I mean everyone is F***ed up. People are always trying to lose those last 10pds and have the hottest gear. At the end of the day pop culture isn’t always good. There are more followers then there are leaders. This industry is saturated with anorexic models, and the apparent reason is because cloths fit them better. F*** that!!! You tell me people what looks better a girl who actually fits into her jeans, or some bitch that still hasn’t even hit puberty yet. I think it’s a nasty fetish we have and it needs to be handled ASAP.  I mean it’s in magazines, Tv, and movies. The sad part is people don’t even know that they are being manipulated. The 1^st time I saw a plastic surgery commercial was in Miami in 2004. Now it’s normal to have TV shows based on plastic surgery and turning people into beauties. Quite interesting can I say. Over all what I wasn’t people to understand is that this type of teaching isn’t new.  Its truly one of the oldest types of indocterinization in this county, and if we are to fight it we have to be aware of what is going on right before our eyes!

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