Archive for May, 2011
Abandon all hope ye who attempt to sign into the Playstation Network! For thou shalt rage, oh yes, you WILL rage.
The dust rises wraith like from the Playstation 3′s once alive jet black shell. The sobbing of fanboys nestle in your ears, songs of torment & boredom. A hellion, donning a Kaz Hirai mask follows you along the path mocking with every step.
“Where is your Kevin Butler NOW fanboy?”
“Lair? That game sucked ass.”
“RIIIIIIIDGGGE RACERRRRR!”
This is a horrible, horrible place…this place is now your dwelling. Unable to leave until the great server in the sky has be reborn! Yea it will be a sanctuary whence no hacker can put asunder. Believe it brothers & sisters BEEEEELIIIEEEVEEEE!
Or, you can just trade in your PS3 for an XBox.
I think this is jumping the gun. Abandoning a system, which is still quite alive and well, because a few hackers wanted to be assholes. It’s been almost a month since the attack and people are itching to camp with the ghost perk in Black Ops (Not me) or rip out someones insides in Mortal Kombat. What I’d like to ask the fanboys is: What happened to the undying loyalty you had for the Playstation? The war of words you would have daily with other nerds about how superior your system is over theirs. The battle of exclusives, and the death of needing multiple discs. You (and probably the rest of the world) LOL’d at the demise of the HD-DVD. Probably even bragged about how awesome Six-Axis was…while the rest of us forget it exists most of the time. The honeymoon just ended, and in the settlement, Gamestop gets half.
This mass exodus is surprising. The PS3 is far from a dead console. Does no one play single player anymore? This outage has been the best thing to happen to my backlog!
And the online thing…I had a 360 before it was cool to trade in your PS3 for one.
What happens when the PSN goes back online? Do you flip your flag again, or will you pull a Newt Gingrich if the shit hits the fan again?
Fuck it, just buy both. You’re missing out if you haven’t already.
Sellouts.
You can’t put Skyzoo and “up and coming” in the same sentence any longer. I’ve been a fan of Sky since “Cloud 9: The 3 Day High.” I discovered him at a time where I was picking up everything that had 9th Wonder production (sounds Stannish I know, good music is addictive.) Browsing YouTube, I ran across “Way to Go” and I’ve been a fan of dude since.
Enough talk, “The Great Debater” drops June 7th. In the meantime, listen to Sky carve up David Axelrod’s “Holy Thursday.”

It’s cost us a lot. Not even time, not even money, but it’s cost us a lot. It’s part of your life, it’s dedicated this purpose. And there are so many rewards that can’t be counted in money that come about from doing something that you love to do. So I’m so glad to be here today.
This quote comes from my father Keith during an interview himself & the rest of The Green Berets had with Jezebel Music. I’ve read the interview before, but that quote blindsided me today. I had complete intentions to make this post completely about the Berets’ contribution to music, and how I’m proud of my father & uncles (which I still will.) I need to take this detour right fast.
I’ve had success pegged incorrectly. That it’s more tangibility than legacy. The zeroes in an account rather than priceless moments. More time invested in self than spent treadmilling for a boss. Now if you were to ask if I thought I were successful right this second, I’d tell you no in a blink. I have the recipe, my ingredient list contains more red slashes today than yesterday. Just some tweaks & a dollop of luck and I will savor the sweet scent. Just know the shotty blows if you try and take it off my window sill while it cools.

My father had a song hit Billboard. How crazy is that? No he didn’t make a lot of (or any) money singing or writing credits. Yes he did fall victim to the shadiness of the music industry, but I can’t remember him being bitter about it. He didn’t walk like the world owed him something. He doesn’t have the aura of a should of would have could have. Never did I have to wonder if I would be a vessel to the vicarious…that isn’t in him. What he does have is a number of people who can recite his songs word for word, and the memories they evoke even 40 years later. A flash in the pan could never leave an indelible mark. I may be crazy, but that sounds like success to me. Thank you for another lesson, I hope to be at least half the person you are (you make it seem so easy.)
Here are a few vids of my fam doing what they do best on Chic-a-go-go & live from Southpaw in NYC.
My uncle Brad is a fool BTW:



