Last night’s show at Club 6ix was {hecka} fun! DJ Deedot, JJC Photography, DeeCee and Scott La Rockwell were in the building, Dion Decibels warmed up the spot, Wonway shut down the facilities, and The Whooligan destroyed any opportunity of vapidity from making its way into the building. Additionally, T.A. performed his annual Birthday dance ritual, and I pulled off my set despite my laryngitis! A qualitative evening indeed.

I will confess, I was a little concerned about performing; I acquired laryngitis from this nasty head cold I’ve been nursing for the past five days! However, I refused to submit to my condition, and drank Apple Cider Vinegar with Cayenne Pepper, hot water with lemon, and papaya enzyme for two days! With decent results of my homeopathic remedies, I executed my set, though I really struggled at points. This morning, my voice is totally broken and I sound like I just swallowed a bag pipe and  a handful of Legos; I’m back to being super kind to my larynx and limiting my speaking.

Dion Decibels super-duuper did his thing. Definitely warmed us up from the frigidity of a hollow room. And (!!!) he pulled off a great plan B that backed up Wonway and me. Unfortunately, the talented Hot Pocket arrived too late to back us because they had been coming from another set all the way across the Bay. But they represented from from the dance floor and it all worked out lovely!

Dion Decibels doin' it!

Ummm, why is Wonway Posibul so mother-loving kind on the mic? R.I.P. SM58. Affirmative: Wonway committed a series of microphone homicides up in the 6ix. I looked over and just watched the jaws of spectators descend in awe of his performance. I blushed…several times! I can see why people fall in love with emcees. There is no way that I would’a been able to pull off that mirical without my P.I.C. (partner in crime…duh). He gave me so much energy when I struggled. So much that I even cursed: “F*@K laryngitis!” Monsieur Posibul and I will be kicking up some dust in the next few months, so keep your eyes peeled and yours ears ajar.

Masters of Ceremony: Wonway Posibul & MJ

My mellow, my man ::The Whooligan:: brought a whole new level of heroism to the 6ix. It could have really dried up after our set, but this beloved made everyone sweat for the rest of the night. There really was no choice. It was pure involuntary reactions and the brain – aka- The Whooligan, just lifted people from their stagnation and evoked serious contortions on the dance floor. Wow, give that man a raise! Affirmative: The Whooligan is beautiful on the wheels of steel.

MJ in full B-girl stance & BFF like whoa!

Birthday boi T.A. & Kevvy Kev

Mostly all family members from our cumulative circles of folks blessed us. The McCarthy’s & the Salahuddin’s were doing their thing, my BFF represented despite her flat tire en route to the birthday soiree (now, dass love, y’all), and the Kevvy Kev rolled through & showed lots of love! It was a qualitative soiree. Big ups to everyone that blessed us last night and made my BFF’s birthday memoir-worthy.

C’est Tout!

- mj

In the midst of digging for the perfect introduction to my first entry, I am going to stop thinking and keep it peasant, humble, honest. It doesn’t hurt that my ears are currently blessed with the melodic, quirky symphonies of Mike Slott: trop beau beats, which evoked the theme of this entry…

{life} {is} {so} {beautiful}

Truly. Amidst all of the negativity that has plagued the planet – the extinction of the Doe Doe, a depressed economy, the tragedy of Oscar Grant and the like, Somali Pirates, Global Warming, the negligence of Sunnydale, etcetera – life is plentiful. *Hella*. I have have flowers on my dining room table. Shoots (as my Grandma would say), I have a dining room table! I dwell in the flyest city on the planet. I have the support of my family, and some of the most passionate, gifted people in the Bay are my friends. I’m really grateful that my eyes are open; I am able to see that my life is…better than dopamine, ya dig? Heh. Smashing on….

So. Everyone has been asking where I’ve been and whats going on with the music. Briefly: my family needed me more than ever and I had to finish my degree. I needed to take one huge step back. And in my barrel of life and pain, all of the riches rose to the very top, which fortified the development of a conceptual album upon my march forward. The thematic scheme of this project examines our perceptions of heroes / sheroes (merci Karine) and reinterprets these associations into real life experiences resulting in the salvation of our planet. The way that I will save the planet is – by day – being a single mother, developing a child into an intelligent, socially conscious, compassionate young man (who is not to be cuff-ed with). By night – making contributions to saving music by dismantling microphones. I have put every idea – worthy of my ears and yours – into the ‘concept box’ during my baby-step back. The cumulative results have generated this qualitative project (it’s only 10 tracks). I do feel that it does bear some {pretty} compelling blueprints. I’ll be releasing a single in May ‘09 from the album.

In the interim of said project’s release, be on the lookout for the next blessing from the Crown City Rockers; I just just finished recording voc’s for their album (release date coming soon), which is very exciting, indeed. ::Lemme digress for a moment:: I really {love} the Crown City Fam. So fresh, so family, so dope! Anyway, this will be the third session I’ve been blessed to lay down for members of the Crown City family, including tracks for The Mighty Underdogs and Raashan Ahmad. More projects I am involved with as well: the (one) John Coyne – aka – JJC Photography – has asked a wide array of artists, including yours truly, to be featured in his photography book. I’m hella tickled (yeah, I said it) to be a part of such a fantastic project. Affirmative: the kid is really talented and the good Lawed had the audacity to bless his lovely retinas. Anyway, check the specs here. More soon.

Love you. Mean it.

- MJ