Fantasy Albums: #1 – D’angelo meets Fiest

so i’ve decided to start a new “series” ya’ll..pretty much records i would orchestrate were i given the chance or the power. i’ll talk about why i think they’d be dope. and who would play on it, and blah blah blah. anyway, theres my intro

D’angelo & Fiest. (my mouth is watering already). Sexysoulfunk meets supra-altfolk. Do I even need to explain this one??? …i’m thinking something on the lines of Voodoo meets The Reminder (Bonus track would be a rough draft demo version of “Let it Die” with D’Angelo on vocals…half singing and half shit-talkin with questlove).

The whole album would be 60% duets and 40% solo tracks from both artists.

Backing Musicians: Soulquarians & whoever Fiest’s backing musicians are – as one band. (Produced by: Jon Brion [give it that "fiona" touch])

I can’t think of a title but in my head I see something like a corner address (see: 75th and park ave) with a “the [__fill in the blank__] sessions” subtitle. and a date (ex: 072313)

The album should be no longer than 11 songs, and the sleeve/cover art would be candid pictures of all of them in the studio: singing, drinkin, laughin, smokin, playin. with a blue tint/shade to it.

…oh…and rahpeal saadiq has to play on at least 2 of these songs…

Backup Vocals: Amel Larrieux, Georgia Anne Muldrow, Rahpeal Saadiq, and a little Bilal for edge (not too much tho lol)

and for whatever reason, I wanna hear mos def’s voice in the background of one or two recordings. not rapping or nothing tho…just talking to one of the musicians.

yeah…

-sah

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>>FOR RESEARCH<<

Fiest: -Brandy Alexander - Honey, Honey

D’Angelo: -Africa -Spanish Joint

Thoughts on Manhood…

~E.Badu/Time’s a Wastin~

Is one’s worth determined by their ability to meet their own life’s needs or that of another? (…I wonder if my uncles could define manhood for me if I asked them…)…one day i’ll be “a man”…but until then i’ma try to get as cool as i can with “being me“. i fear that may not promise much, but maybe…overtime…. i’ll find all i need in all i am (including my “need” to be more for others).

**thinks for a second**

…it hurts, but i think i’ve got the right idea. (now, to stomach the pain & fear)

“move feet. move“

-sah

Forever: “Untitled”.

it’s kinda difficult for my to write about this, i admit…

so forgive me if i’m more “all over the place” then usual

…i’m realizing a few things as i get older (it’s only right, right?). one big one is this:

you can’t take nothing with you.

you can’t. ever heard that ole “if you love something, let it go…” saying? or how bout “que sera sera”? or “c’est la vie”…they all point to the same truth. namely: things will be what they are no matter how hard you may want them to be different.

now this isnt an entirely new concept to me. a good part of these first 4 years of my 20’s have revolved around acceptance of that truth, and acceptance in general. it’s just, for every “thing” in my life (no matter whether i’ve learned the same lesson “elsewhere” or not)- i have to come to the conclusion that “things will be what they are” in my own time, or rather whatever time is needed for that particular facet of my life…

Remembering the King.

haven’t blogged about mike yet. but i will…just thought i’d share this with you.

got it from a friend.

and now it’s yours.

-sah

Lord Help Me they made ANOTHA ONE…

introducing the Zune HD

thats right bill. fight the good fight damn u.

(i’ma need a price and a capacity.)

-sah

This Just In…

Questlove just posted this New Thom Yorke song “All for the Best” on twitter. Check it out.

-sah

Of things to come…

Ok, so lets see.. I  got an album for sale online, mixtapes for free download, a music vid in the works, got this blog thing goin, i’m twitter/FB’d up [thats like the 09 version of G'd up, just so you know]…what else could i be filling my “not long enough” days with ? (besides performing, which i still havent figured out why i aint back doin)…hmm, leeeeetttts see… ..oh, i know!! a podcast. lol

that’s right virtually non-existent readers. now your insatiable appetite for the music obsessed, afrogeek existence that is SAH can be FULLY fed (or at least in time it will be)…anyway.. me and my boy “male-rose” (the petite nigga on the left [lol])- known thru/by me as “my manager”- chat it up the music/pop culture biz on the regular. half the time we agree with each other and the other half the time we’re in complete opposition.

we actually “recorded” what was supposed to be the first episode last night (drake vs. charles hamilton), but i fucked that all up cuz i didnt have the mic set up properly (:headsmack:). we were gonna do a do-over but neither of us could pick a topic this time around, so i just recorded our convo tonight for “setup” purposes.

soooo…

i figured since i have that done, i’d post it here as a preview- so you could get an idea of what was instore.

so here it goes…the clip is 11 mins and is in no way a “finished product” (you can even hear me walking away at the end, and a call from carmen), but as i said- it’s good enough to preview.

if you happen to listen PLEASE leave feedback as to whether you could see yourself at least enjoying dialogue between the two of us, (even tho we gon do this shit anyway lol). maybe even suggest a title cuz we aint got shit yet.

~btw: in the beginning we were talking about maxwell and you can hear the tail end of that, but everything after should be self-explanatory. ok. enjoy.~

Notable Verses: 2pac’s “Me Against the World” (1995)

If you ask me, despite however many times Pac himself said “this be the realest shit I ever wrote” I’m tempted to argue this specific passage (out of multitudes, if you know pac) is probably his most clear statement as to who he really was at the end of the day and what he hoped to accomplish. Here you can see just how clear his vision really was. Interestingly enough (I dont believe in coincidence) this came at the “perfect” time in Pac’s life.   He was weeks away from from serving what would be 9 months in prison for his infamous sexual assault charge (one Pac btw claimed never happened and pointed out, on several occasions, that no supporting evidence was ever found). Obviously, any man in his position, would’ve been equally reflective of his life and inquisitive of what life held in store, but what I love about this passage is Pac lines up his basic concerns as well as what he hopes any devoted listeners will take from his life. the atmosphere in the studio must’ve been terribly palpable, and nothing he wrote after this album (or his stint in jail for that matter) ever sounded as sincere and hopeful… -sah

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[-3:07 in] “….With all this extra stressin
The question I wonder is: after death, after my last breath
When will I finaly get to rest? Through this suppression
they punish the people that’s askin questions
And those that possess, steal from the ones without possessions
The message I stress: to make it stop? study your lessons.
Don’t settle for less – even the genius asks-es questions
Be grateful for blessings
Don’t ever change, keep your essence
The power is in the people and politics we address
Always do your best, don’t let the pressure make you panic
And when you get stranded
And things don’t go the way you planned it
Dreamin of riches, in a position of makin a difference
Politicians is hypocrites, they don’t wanna listen
If I’m insane, it’s the fame made a brother change
It wasn’t nuttin like the game
It’s just me against the world…”

-t. shakur

“Die Lazy.” (The ‘Let’s Catch Up: Where the f*ck wuz Sah???’ Blog)

~Start of a Breakdown/Tears for Fears~

i went to see kevin smith not too long ago. i think he may have alluded to his work habits then, and if not then- it was in a youtube clip of one of his previous Q&A’s that he described a “condition” i know all too well…

sorry. kevin smith is a semi-famous director for new jersey. he’s done quite a few movies (chasing amy, mallrats, doma) but he’s most famous for “clerks” and his reoccurring role “silent bob”. every so often he does Q&A’s where people ask him virtually anything, and he answers them in witty long drawn out story fashion. its pretty great (look him up even).

..so yeah. kev smith said once (or twice) something to the effect of:

“i dont have problems with writers block really. my problem is more along the lines of a ‘turning the tv off and actually working’ kind of thing. i’m just too damn lazy. strangely enough, i’d rather bullshit then do what i love”

…i so get what he’s saying. i mean, my thing isn’t so much tv (i watch it, but not that much) and if it were anything it might be the internet, but the issue here is excuses…

excuses. ugh. i hate that word. i have a looooong history with that word. and maybe that alone says it all. maybe im a big assed excuse maker- but anyway, um yeah- i got what he meant by that and i’ve been struggling with it recently.

(…almost forgot why i started typing all this ::shakeshead::)

.. for those of you who actually read this thingy close enough to wonder where i’ve been, thats part of whats been goin on.

i mean, there’s other stuff too- i do have my moments of absolute withdrawal (tho i cant really call this that cuz i’ve been facebook’n on the regular). i could also attribute my absence that good ole artsy-fartsy “woe is me oh- what shall become of this” spell- but i’m more inclined to consider my lack of “involvement” as straight up laziness…

pretty-aint it.

…i’m already boring myself with this, and i’d imagine the same applies to you, but thats the thing too…

for the longest i’ve wanted to blog and i would get overcome with a “who wants to read this?” feeling…i mean like seriously. i have like 5 blogs saved in the “drafts” section, that i’d start and quit. and hella other shit to do too (…emails, internship applications…) just a good lot of stuff that would help me change this daily routine i claim to “loathe”, but i havent really been “bout it”…

but anyway…thats fear. thats all that is, and i know it…guess i just had to get that out there, in order to get back into the hang of…whatever, whatever, whatever.

so um.. catchin up…catching..up..

well… i’m 24 now… (wow, that felt old typing that lol)

my birthday just pasted this june 14th and it wasn’t half bad neither. i wanted a little get together type of thing and that fell through, but i spent the day with my lady and got that “king”-treatment type shit. (i like that shit.) as she put it, she was my sugar mama for the day- so she took me out, bought me some kicks (which if you know me- i needed) bought me a few shirts. we went out to eat, got a room for the night- blazed this, drunk that, and she even “dressed up” for me …i got me a tat too…

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