I fucking love EYEDEA…
January 8, 2017
Of all the poets, all the writers, I have delved into, found their expression of soul and heart, there remains always, one man, who finds me as I find him, namely as always honest as the forest; his name was Eyedea. A poet of Saul Williams class, a lyricist of Sage Francis Venusian rhyming righteousness. […]
Hidden gems in the mega rough…Slug and Brother Ali
August 12, 2014
I should listen to more music. I should fill in the gaps of valuable input to my Now via the vocal output of others, intensify with a colourful soundscape those moments when my senses are alert and vibrating with nourishment from the scene where I find myself. Lines on a page, virtual or otherwise have […]
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