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SoulProduct

I've been noticing here that a lot of folks are noticing that I've pretty pissed off as of late. Well, there's been some things happening in my personal life. I haven't disclosed all of them, but I suppose I'm taking much of this rage out on Myspace world. But see, Myspace has a lil' something to do with it. I've been making virtual friends and that's been cool. But the second I do something that may rub them the wrong way, they go from virtual friends to virtual enemies. I don't really like to make enemies as much as friends, but I've learned that in life not everybody is gonna laugh at the joke along with you. Now some folks may be thinking that this is a real petty and trivial thing to be ranting about. But friendship is something that I take seriously. It's real simple though, if you can't take the heat, get out the fucking kitchen! If you don't like what I say (even in my most anarchistic moments LOL) or dont' really dig my music then you don't have to hang with me. Go join fucking Fallout Boy's circle of friends then. My time is very limited for your weak-willed little spirit anyways. Like this one bitch that just tossed me aside after I told her to look on the brightside of things. That girl is crazy anyways. I'm all for the left-wing and stuff but they must have her in the threshold or something. That shit's frying her brain. I'm just a man who believes in peace, love, music, and apple pie! (yum). All I ask of you is the same love and support that I reciprocate. Dig? It's becoming more and more difficult to tell who's real with me and who isn't these days. At the same time I'm trying to avoid the pitfall, (or catch-22 shall I say?) of being in the cycle of anger and alienating folks while folks are angering me by alienating me. It's a bitch-and-a-half, especially while dealing with other things in life like heartbreak, poverty, and autis--whoops, can't let everything out the bag. Much of this rage is also being channeled into my music though, and it will be heard soon. And I'm keeping it real!!!!

There will be some new happenings with Mr. Product in the coming year. I've very excited about the new music that's underway first off. I'm keeping it on the hush though since I believe this to be something very special. I'd also like to travel again in the coming year. Europe seems unrealistic at this point so I'll have to settle for revisiting the places I've visited and resided across the country. It should be a lot of fun.  Until then, take care of yourself and let's journey to the future.

SP

There was a time where women weren't exploited in music videos. In this day and age and especially in Rap/R&B videos, we're seeing too many videos of girls doing raunchy things and ho'ing themselves for the sake of (predominantly male) entertainment. But I'd like to take it back to the days where women (especially Black women) weren't exploited by the hound dogs. This is an old school video from the classic Rock band, Dire Straits called "Skateaway". It features a beautiful, nubian child of God just happily strolling around in the video on roller skates and making heads turn. I'd also like to pay tribute to this lovely lady since we lost her earlier this year. Apparently, she wasn't just a video actress, but later in her life she did great charity work for The Republic of The Gambia. So sad to see this beautiful queen go so young. I was always captured by her beauty in this video when seeing it over the years. And what could be so bad about happily rollerskating around town? See, today dignity must be restored among the sisters in these videos.



Rest in Peace, Jay Curly.

Off I go into the sunset. More blogs coming soon. Forgive my absence. It's been a long, depressing period of time for Mr. Product

My real name's Preston Pearson.

I actually forgot how I re-christened myself "SoulProduct". But I do remember it was about 7 years ago. Must have been because of my love for Soul music. I don't know, honestly.

No, seriously, I was born in New York and raised in Harlem.

I've lived in the following places: New York, Ohio, Florida, Texas, California, Reno.

I once owned a cat as a pet when I was 8. Otherwise, I'll never own any more pets, except exotic fish.

I can't stand seafood.

Beavis and Butt-Head were my cartoon heroes in my 'tweens.

I will inflict some form of physical harm on the next person that calls me a "white boy".

I've been in and out of drinking, but I can tell you that I never have and never will smoke or do drugs.

I plan on getting a Prince and Morrissey tattoo in the future.

While I was out in Ohio, I was studying music with my Grandfather, as well as helping him on his gigs and with his record label.

The 1st guitar I ever got was a Carlo Robelli Explorer from my High School buddy. It was a "thank you" gift for helping him out with his Metallica cover band. I think I was a roadie or something, LOL.

I don't know how to drive, nor do I own a license.

I actually have a big fear of driving that I'm working on overcoming.

I've been into Nichiren Daishonin's Buddhism for 8 years now.

The first major club in New York CIty I've ever played was actually the very first I-Crisis show at CBGB's.

The biggest gig I've played so far was in a Rock orchestra at this cultural festival at Madison Square Garden in 2001.

I was the only member of The I-Crisis who lived in Manhattan.

I was also the only constant member of the band during its entire existence.

There's always a band that I'm obsessed with from time to time. Right now the band is Heatwave.

Artists I'd love to work with: Green Gartside, Andre 3000, Travis Morrison, Nikki Jean, Sean Lennon, Captain Kirk from the Roots, and believe it or not, Taylor Hanson.

That classy side of me comes from both my Grandfathers. They loved sporting suits, digging Jazz music, and playing it cool.

I think today's Hip-Hop is like a 21st century minstel show.

I think my love for music comes from my parents: my father was a keyboardist, my mother is a Jazz singer, and they were into all kinds of music, from Rock to Jazz to Reggae to Hip-Hop to Funk to New Wave to whatever.

Favorite album of all time: PURPLE RAIN!

Speaking of which, I'll never do a song with Prince considering his reputation, but I would be more than happy to jam with him.

You may know by now that I love the James Bond/007 series, but my top 3 consist of: Casino Royale, On Her Majesty's Secret Service, and Diamonds are Forever.

One of my biggest awards was in Junior high when I received the Principal's award for "overall excellence".

My favorite Beatle was John Lennon.

I'm a self-taught musician for the most part.

I remember meeting Bo Diddley when I was just starting out on the guitar. He showed me the proper way of the scratchy guitar style of
playing since I liked it a lot. Quite informative.

WHAM! is a guilty pleasure of mine.

I used to play tennis, which was a big family tradition. I even won a trophy, despite only playing for about one season.

Favorite dessert: apple pie a la mode. Yum!

I still collect vinyl records and cassettes.

OK, that's all for now.

On Valentine's Day, I presented the world with my gift of song. 3 songs, that is. I along with the help of my friend, Crystal, decided to post a recording of my playing of these tunes up on YouTube. These were the cover songs that reflected the current state of affairs in my love life. Great tunes from the 80's and 90's I might add. Let's face it, I'm a hopeless romantic who has faced nothing but hard luck when it comes to love and romance. So instead of letting this eat me up inside, I've decided to channel this energy into my creativity. Hope you like it. I know, my singing isn't the greatest you've ever heard, but it's from the SOUL!!!!! Dig:







Peace.

FULL TITLE OF THIS BLOG: ANOTHER PIECE OF THE ROSE-COLORED MARZIPAN PROVIDED BY YOUR GAY BEST FRIEND, SP. AND, OH DEAR, WAS CHRISTINE ENTHUSIATIC!

That's right, because according to some ladies out there, they would rather have me as their gay best friend than an actual lover. I know, this hopeless romantic is something that I shouldn't wear on my sleeve, but I'm not sure if I can really help that. The rulebook of chivalry has been thrown out of the window, and so being cold-blooded has become the new standard. And the whole "nice guys finish last" cliche has become just that. A trite and overused excuse to play up some egotistical macho bullshit. My mother taught me to be a nice and pleasant young man, and that's the way I am. But I guess in the ways of the business world there's a zero tolerance level for niceness. But this is about pleasure and not business. They both have 8 letters, but they're entirely different words.

Here we are in 2008 and at this point, I just don't give a fuck. I can see Eminem's staunch and anarchhistic attitude now, and I can see myself adopting that at this point. I felt like that in 2007 I was a little "too" nice. But most folks misinterpreted my niceness and made me out into a human doorrmat. I took more shit than the porcelain seat and had setbacks for it. But in 2008 I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm not hiding my true feelings any longer to save face. This new attitude may possibly come at a price. But I'm thinking about the benefactors rather than the sacrifices. I put this to the test on New Year's when I was denied leisure time from my own best friends. I trekked all the way from Harlem to the LES to kick it, only to be sent back. Hell had no fury like a drunk SP. I proceeded to smash in windows, kick over trash cans, punch and kick pretty much anything around me. Of course I don't condone violence in any way. But I was very hurt and disappointed. But apart of that rage stemmed from all the other shit that was built up inside. So I just needed to release. It's nothing short of a miracle that jailtime was avoided. But I've just been feeling like shit due to an assload of things that I'm too lazy to discuss right now.

There's no point in telling you about the music, cuz you don't wanna really hear about that, now do you? Check the damn I-Crisis page if you're THAT interested. (www.myspace.com/icrisis). I will, however, say that I do have a couple of new music projects underway, including one this month. I won't give away the details just yet but I will say that it should be interesting. I decidedly made it my mission to resurrect the FUNK! Well, I've attempted that I'd say for as long as I've been playing music. But seriously, Funk and Soul is in dire need of a comeback. It looks like they've been relegated to the wings so that Hip-Hop is the continuous headline act. But since that genre is practically dead and buried, it's time for its father to step out of the shadows with its shiny suit and hit the stage. And believe me, I got the soul and I'm gonna keeep it alive. Seriously, as I've said in a previous blog, Soul music is in a dire need of its ownn Punk Rock movement. Just new artists doing new and creative and exciting things. And while there are some out there doing that, they're still receiving a limited amount of attention. I heard my main man Van Hunt (the most underrated artist in Soul music today) just got dropped (again) from Blue Note records. This was supposedly a label that would grant Van the artistic freedom that he was denied with EMI. But I guess even with a respectable label like Blue Note, Van still had to play their games even if it was at the cost of his artistic integrity. But who said life was fair, right? I just hope he releases his new joint that the label was supposed to somehow.

This is just a reflection of the sad state of affairs that the music industry has trapped itself in. The biz has become a shell of its old self, and it's hard to make some kind of impact when enrolled in this machine. But with me and my wishful thinking I do believe that someone, or maybe a group of people will come in and make that a thing of the past. Hopefully they'll reinforce the music and make that the most important thing of value. Forget the consumerism and the capitalism. What happened to the art? Art makes us better human beings. I'm sure you're quite aware of this, blog reader. But I was told by someone with a high position working withing the matrix that "eventually the machine will break down and then things will begin to change". Let's hope it happens in 2008.

To hell with alcohol, tobacco, drugs, and any other vices that may come my way. Those are unnecessary tools that will successfully one's mind, body, and spirit. It may seem fun at first, but then dependency and borderline slavery comes into play. And that's when playtime is over. There have been too many great people in the past (many of them my heroes) who have been robbed of their lives due to the choices they made. Remember: the outcome of one's life is determined by the choices they make, and I've made my choice. SP is sXe in MMVIII.

I'd be remiss if I didn't mention one of the things that affected me of late. Many of you know that back in December I had to say farewell to my Grandfather. Well, I must confess that he was actually my step-Grandfather (my real Grandfather is an Ohio-based Jazz musician), but nonetheless a father figure to me. That's more than I could say for my late father who....well, wasn't much of a father for me. For those of you blog readers who were denied love from their paternal side, then you can understand the impact it could have on you. It's never easy to lose a loved one, but I managed to work through the greif by keeping alive the lovely memories I had of him. He was a brilliant, charismatic and artistically talented brother. He had so much strength, discipline, and courage which I always wanted. I always envied his bravery and ability to be unfraid to express himself, whether you liked it or not. Classicaly trained Opera vocalist, actor, playwright, producer, activist. He achieved a whole lot in his life. But the most important thing I can be proud about is that he was the true definition of a "man". He managed to keep a roof over my family's heads for over 40 years successfully and always had money coming in. That was a real man. And I'm still learning that to this day. And I'm gonna keep his legacy going by stressing the importance of art and how it affects the world at large. My Grandfather understood this and wished to keep that message going. The funeral was quite nice and was largely attended. Congressman Charles Rangel's attendance alone was proof of how well-respected my Grandfather was. And he had very kind words to say and everything. I'm glad to see that my Grandfather left the world with a good resume and a well-known and respected figure in our community. Not everyone gets that chance. Some die in obscurity.

I remember seeing this short indpendent film on TV one late night back in 1995 called "Funkybutt". Most likely you'll never see this movie for whatever reason, so I may as well explain the whole plot to you. From what I can remember the story was about this chick named "Funkybutt" who was once a disco queen back in the day. But since her heyday has passed she begins to see that life is changing and her disco diva status is a thing of the past. Yet she refuses to change her old self and tries to hold onto her past glory. Funkybutt looks very lavish and glamourous with heavy makeup, wig and rollerskates and seems to be in rhythm with the world around her. One example would be her command of a traffic light change by a simple whistle. So as she skates around still trying to hold on to her slipping past, she learns that in order to keep her record contract going, she'll have to update her image to the record company's liking (sound familiar?). She refuses and in fact, she becomes delusional into thinking that the CEO is someone she would've dealt with in her past (slick guido, gold chain type). Distraught at her understanding the changes around her, she begins sulking in her quarters and continuously dreams of her past glory. Funkybutt's neighbor intervenes to cheers her up by empowering her and telling her that her style is unique and that no one did it better than her (even though in reality, Funkybutt was washed up). But things only get worse since Funkybutt is still holding on to her past and the things around her start to go wrong. She no longer has command of the traffic light and gradually loses her rhythm and groove. I forget how the domino effect happens, but the next thing you know she's trying to flee some teasing and taunting thugs. Things take a tragic turn for while in transit, Funkybutt is run over by a car. Then some punk has the audacity to steal her skates while she's lying under the vehicle.

OK, so a low-budget B-movie from way back may not be the best example. But the point I was making was that not everyone dies with the same amount of respect. Some die in obscurity and then they're praised after they've gone.

Gone...I'll tell ya who's gone: mofo's that are here on myspace trying to request my friendship and then not give me the time of day. Seriously, no messages, comments, attendance of whatever event I create. Nothing. Well, I've already proved my point early this month that it's time to clean up the space. And that includes eliminating those who feel the need to ignore me yet still be a "friend". If you're gonna be a friend then be a friend. Friends communicate with each other. Frequently. I mean, I'm not even high maintenance like that, but I'd at least like the occasional hello or whatever. Or a joke. Or a video. Or a link to natural cures and remedies. I don't need any damn hanger-ons. SP don't roll like that. Either you're with me or you're not. That's just the way it's going in 2008. Time to separate the real from the fake, or else how would be able to tell the difference?

"The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy." - Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

I would say that for the past month and a half or so I've been living off these things. Every morning for breakfast before I rush down to work I hit the food stands and get my iced java and whatever pastry I decided on that day. Usually a cinnamon pecan danish. Anything to stay awake and get me through my day. I've been sleeping a lot less these days and I've been working hard. Trying to anyways. Hard at work and with my band. But now I've almost become dependent on iced coffee like a drug or something. But I can quit anytime I want, hahaha! I need something to cool me down, especially in this hot weather, you know. Well, at this point this weather is pretty unpredictable. Last week we just had some crazy rainy weather and it felt like the fall. Totally weird.

Life in New York has become boring and stale. I really do miss traveling. I've only visited New Jersey and Philly this year, but that just feels like traveling to other boroughs. I would definitely like to see more than that. I've just been going through the same old routine of work and music. But there will be some slight changes in the weeks to come. I won't announce them yet, but they will happen. I will say that I am due to move out of that crazy part of town called Harlem this fall. Brooklyn is definitely my first choice. It just seems like another home to me now. A lot of my friends live there, my band is based there, a lot of cool live music and special events happen there, and I'm just fining myself there now more these days. It's funny though because a few guys I know are flocking to Harlem now. I don't know why. I guess since the gentrification has made some areas surprisingly look better, they're seizing the day. But it's still the muthafuckin' hood and I'm sick of it. Yeah, there's hoods in BK too, but it's probably go a different vibe. Plus, I'm trying to avoid the hoods there too. I thought about Williamsburg since ideally that's where I'd fit in since there's a community of artists and musicians. But I've seen it and I don't see where I fit in.

And then there's the whole "hipster" thing. I'm still trying to figure that whole character out honestly. But at this point I think I've figured some of it out: anyone who makes a trend out of being anti-trendy. The NYC hipsters are usually not from NY but flock here and try to be cool by acting retro and kitsch or whatever. The soundtrack on their ipod is usually Indie Rock, Post-Punk, New Wave or anything experimental. The films they like are retro and indie as well. The whole culture revolves around an indie and retro aesthetic. Also, a lot of them come from wealthy backgrounds, but try to play it off like they're poor by downplaying their appearance. Plaid shirts, beat-up Converse sneakers, ripped jeans, etc. But there's also the fact that they try to be too cool. Too cool to dance, too cool to be humble, and too cool to even talk to you. If you're not in their circle, then you'll easily be shunned. I realized how far away I was from this through one incident. See there's a lot of music, art, and culture that we both like, but I'm not them. I went to see this really cool act called The Rogers Sisters at the NorthSix (back when it was open). But it seemed like everybody that was there had friends (I went alone) and were laughing it up amongst themselves. Nevermind the fact that I was one of the few Black people there. It's just that it was hard to strike up a conversation with them since they were so clique-ish. Maybe that was not the case, but that was what it seemed like to me. On the other hand when I go to other places in other areas, I usually walk out with new associates and sometimes phone numbers ;-) But in the "Burg, it just wasn't the same. I just didn't fit in with that scene. So fuck it. I may like some of the same music and culture as your average hipster, but I am definitely not a hipster. I don't know what I am really. In the myriad of cultures and social groups in society, I really can't tell you where I'd fit in. I remember when I wrote my first blog I tried to explain to everyone here on Myspace the definition of SoulProduct. I'm many things, really. I love Soul music, but I'm not limited to that. It would be real easy to call me a "Soulboy" or a "Funk Crusader", but I'm so much more than that. I don't really align myself with one kind of culture since I love all kinds of my music. Punk, Hip-Hop, Goth, Indie, Jazz, Funk, New Wave, Metal, etc. It's all good. I'm sure there are groups of people that reflect those types of music, but I can't say that I'm into just one kind of music or style. I'm just me. SoulProduct is just of the pure soul. Of the spirit. Everything has a spirit, I believe. And I am the product of that. ;-)

Now that I'm on the subject of music, I will say that I have been inspired by some cool stuff. Of course I will never tire of the great R&B and Funk of the 70's and (especially) 80's. But then I discovered some cool new acts like Justice, Snax, Foals, Tokyo Police Club, The Good the bad and the Queen, Of Montreal (well, I've mentioned them before but they're cool anyways), The Smyrk, and many others that I can't think of. And with great music like this, who needs the radio? Aren't you sick of hearing crap like Chris Brown, Rhianna, Hurricane Chris (quite nauseating)? Even the Neo-Soul is beginning to sound stale and formulaic now. Back when acts like D'Angelo, Erykah Badu, and Maxwell were on the scene the music sounded fresh. Now every new Neo-Soul act that's coming out is trying to sound the same. Clean-cut, Afro-centric style, singing about yo' lady, and playing to an almost skipped downbeat. There needs to be some originality now. I'll say the same about Rock and Hip-Hop music. But in the commercial world of those styles, it's all about profit now. I had a lengthy discussion with the legendary Melle Mel about this when I saw him perform at this wicked party I went to on Friday. But anyways, with Soul music, there's not that much originality. Everyone is just following everyone else. Back then you had Prince, Stevie Wonder, Sly Stone, Earth Wind and Fire, George Clinton, Marvin Gaye, Donny Hathaway, the Jacksons, and a boatload of other legends. You could tell one from the other though. Each had their own style and look that was distinguishable. Now it seems like to get ahead you have to sound like everyone else. Don't you love the music industry? And you know, I keep on coming here complaining about how there's no funk bands today, but I'm telling the truth here, folks. I'm one of the few under 25 that's trying to keep the spirit alive and bring it back to the masses. I haven't quite reached my goal yet, but I'm still striving for it. And the thing is, there are MANY other people complaining about the fact that there's no good music or upbeat, funky ass jams anymore. You know what I say to that? I just go by the Punk ethos of DIY. That's right! I started playing music when I got into Punk Rock back in High School. And the Punks didn't sit around and bitch and moan about how miserable their lives were and how miserable the state of affairs in music was. They went out and did it themselves. That's why I love The Clash. The Ramones made a noise, and the Sex Pistols wanted to destroy, but it was The Clash that wanted to start a revolution. And this is something that the young generation of funksters need to pick up on, if there are any out there besides me. Just pick up and instrument and learn it, and still keep that attitude and fire project it outwards. Seriously, if you're sick of how bad things are with music, just go out and create some music yourself. Maybe you have talent, maybe not. You can always learn and grow if you're serious about it. The punks didn't have much talent either. They did, however, have the passion. Then as they got older, they got better and became serious artists. So this is something that you Funk enthusiasts should pick up on. Go on out there and bring the funk back!

As far as my funk, well things are OK. The last I-Crisis gig was interesting. And perhaps I'm overdue for an explanation as to the woman's dress. Hahaha! It was just the punk rocker in me, you know? Or I guess it's the overall spirit of Rock & Roll that took over. All the musical heroes that I look up to were ones that were daring and defiant in the way they looked and the music they played. They broke boundaries and created great art in the process. And they had fun along the way too. So this was just me having fun. It seems like most amateur performer wants to play it safe these days and just look regular. I don't do that. Sorry, I just don't. It really depends on the situation though. I could look "normal" if I wanted. But in a way the way I dress onstage isn't me trying to put on an act. It's me just being me more or less. I'm just making my imagination apart of reality. Another thing is that I refuse to let anyone tell me what to wear or how to act or what to play when I'm onstage. There's only one SoulProduct, dig? And if you've been residing in a cave the last few months or so, you can now see the infamous footage on youtube here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BHWBTRIXCJ8

And so the status has changed yet again. I was at the point where I thought I could never find anyone. And then I do find someone. But it gets to the point where she just doesn't want to be with me anymore. For a sometimes emotionally fragile fella like me this is not something that I'm used to. Her lame-ass excuse was that things were happening so fast and she needed to slow down. I have my own theories as to why she made her decision, but I won't get into that yet. But the point is, I experienced something that didn't work out. That should be something that I should get used to now, but in this case it isn't. I'm sort of over it, but I'm sort of not. I just felt disappointed since this was a person that finally got me. I'm not a very..um.....ordinary person. Or at least that how I'm viewed in the eyes of others. I try to be an individual with the things I believe in. I am who I am. But that only appeals to some people. I can honestly say that I'm really not like any of these other niggas out here. I just follow my own path and do my own thing. But I guess that's not good enough for your average shorty who'd prefer someone much more "regular" and "hip". So I meet someone who gets me and then I just get the short end once again. It's made me sort of change my attitude about people now.

I finally saw the last movie by my super hero, James Bond 007 a few months ago. I really thought "Casino Royale" was going to be wack especially since my man Pierce Brosnan wasn't in it and this short, blond guy took over. But "Casino Royale" surprised me. It really did. I was just so intense and hard-edged, unlike many of the previous Bond films. But it was friggin' awesome though. I really enjoyed it. And the new Bond, otherwise known as Daniel Craig, was a surprisingly good choice. But one of the things I took away from it (without spoiling it for those who haven't seen it) was that things aren't what they appear to be and that some people can't be trusted. And that' one of the things that I'm learning now. I just think that some people can't be trusted. And through the things I've experienced in life (especially recently), I've just been mistrustful of people now. I know I really shouldn't be feeling like this, but that's the way it is momentarily. People tell me one thing and may have my best interest on the surface, but then they just do something else and I just end up disappointed. I'm afraid that the next girl I meet and that I'll strike up a good rapport with will pull the same shit. Or there's people that say they like my band and would like to see me, but then they don't. So now I'm very cautious about who is keeping it real with me and who isn't. I'm also wary of who's really a friend and who's just blowing smoke up my ass or whatever. Like I said, I don't like feeling this way, but this is just the way the cards have been laid for me. Or I could owe to the karma that I'm receiving. I just have to soldier on and continue doing what I do.

You know I always write these blog things thinking that no one is going to read them. But then I find out that people are reading them. I don't know why people are fascinated by my misery, but I guess someone's listening and someone is feeling my pain. But in case someone does actually read this, I would like for you to do something, blog reader. Pick anyone in your friend's list. Anyone. Then take a look at their friends list. See what kind of people they have on there. Is it mostly bands and musicians? Is it mostly hot girls? Is it mostly hot Asian guys? See, you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their myspace page and their friends list. It's all just a reflection of them. My space is full of various things and people and sights. I think so anyways.

I know TV is the devil and reality shows are its demon spawns. But there are some interesting programs that I've picked on in the last couple of months. Flight of the Conchords is like Tenacious D, but way funnier. Bret McKenzie and Jemaine Clement are a comedy folk duo from New Zealand who come to New York to find fame and success with their outrageously funny tunes. They can be seen on HBO and they are a riot. Another riot of a show is Showtime's "Californication". David Duchovny retires his Fox Mulder act and lightens up as a writer who comes to Hollywood to write blogs for an internet company. He's somewhat of a player now that he's divorced. I've never seen anyone get punched in face during sex with a minor. So yes, this show is funny. Even though reality TV must die, there still are some fascinating programs out there. One example is this one on VH1 called "The Pick-Up Artist". Basically it's a competition involving these nerdy, square and overall losers that can't get a date. Either they're shy, geeky, old, or just not good at talking to women. But they're seeking help and guidance from this master of picking up girls called "Mystery". Apparently he's this metrosexual, pseudo-Goth, pseudo-gay looking dude (black fingernails, ew!) who has this amazing talent with getting the ladies. Prince would blush. Hahaha. But anyways, he decides by process of elimination who will become the master pick-up artist. Despite my thoughts of how funny he looks I'm taking notes myself. So don't throw your TV out the window just yet. These are some good programs to watch. Oh yes, new music coming soon from The I-Crisis as well as yours truly. You can call it "Solo-Product". I've also got some other things that I plan to do. But there's no point in me just talking about it. Stay tuned.

"The kingdom of Heaven is within."