Posted by: rushay in Untagged on
Jul 07, 2008
Nomadic wax interview
http://rushay.podbean.com/2008/07/04/nomadic-wax-reps-africa-hip-hop/
Posted by: rushay in Untagged on
Jun 21, 2008
Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everythin''' you ever wanted
In one moment
Would you capture it, or just let it slip?
a compelling piece by mr marshal matthers,from the riff entry of this track to the piano laden ticks.A deep entry into his lyrical journal that brings out the suspense of his life,his struggles and his fears.Would you capture that moment in your life? I got this track on repeat i feel i have reached that climax of my life.Do i go for what i believed in half of my life or do i let it slip?
"The clocks run out, times up over, blah!
Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity
Thats scary believe me when time runs out you dont know what hits you,you wonder how time could fly so fast i was just young the other day i was just planning my future a few seconds ago and BLAH its over.That is freaking scary.
Success is my only mothafuckin' option, failures not!
Posted by: rushay in Untagged on
Jun 15, 2008
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
This is not me that speaketh this is love a undying emotion that so often stirs up al kind of emotion.What i have learned is that love will conquer all fears all inabilities in ones life.I do not know what lies ahead what i know is that i will conquer all that fears cos i got LOVE.I love you and you and YOU!
Posted by: rushay in myblog, gadgets on
Jun 14, 2008
Did u ever think about this tool that you sit and use everyday?what makes the internet what defines one kilobito where is this value stored that we cant see and why dont you see these notes flying past your everyday existance?my strange love affair with this medium started 12 years ago as a hip hopper that wanted to read more about the scene to have information at my disposal,well it started on a 56k modem damn how annoying was dailup but how beautiful was this tool.i believe he who holds information have a edge in life.well years passed the excitement of checking out the first porn site faded and speed were upped.my journey widened and i became a broadcaster of some sort holding keys to several doors and mesmerising this digital planet.i was just thinking about it how it seems mr gates is losing his hold on this brilliant IT world i think it started losing that power when he and several others tried to dictate a medium that was to be free for all,well you might say he got billions etc etc but that money doesnt contain i believe what he seeks you can only have so much then what?well i might be just a blogger but i have the ability to steer and redirect a nation of bloggers to a whole new space that could possibly change the existance of mankind forever.why did sites like facebook change the frontier of the movement?well they allowed everybody to be a part of change instead of trying to steer the ship alone.twelve years ago i was a geek for sitting on a pc and reading words that someone else typed 10000 miles away today it seems everybody followed my path to become that geek.i just typed a note in html script im posting it via my mobile who in turn sends out gprs signals that transmits to a server that takes these keystrokes and transforms it to a webpage that is then viewed by some eyes who wanders in search of reading material!dont u think that is brilliant?Now im not sitting at Stanford or Harvard yet but i realised twelve years ago i had the ability to capture a audience and transmit my thoughts my ideas and my images to these selective listerners.now u could say thats easy i can do that the question is do u have the patience could u intrigue minds and ears to come back to that space that you created and could you excite them to come back for more episodes?People really take note of this shit you write believe me,walking down melrose avenue 2004 minding my business just a uneducated african on another continent i realised this medium is gigantic,imagine walking into Fatbeats one of hip hops most known vinyl stores and someone coming up to you and saying HEY I KNOW YOU? NO you dont know me im not from here! YOU from AFRICA.Thats Bananas YO
