Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Smell

I remember in my early teens my Auntie Carolyn telling me that she could not date a man that she did not like the smell of. She was that aunt that had these types of random convos and I really did not get it then. In growing older I realized what she meant and I must say I have turned into quite the hound. It can be the smell of hair products, sometimes the scent of some recently applied hand lotion or the nape of a neck that has been dabbed with perfume but I have a very distinct reaction to the way a woman smells. As I sat this past weekend sniffing my dates hair her reaction was one of confusion. Thinking to myslef am I the only one with this sensory attraction. I have seen beautiful women that I was instantly turned off by after smelling something that did not satisfy my nose. I mean being fine is great but you better grab the right bottle if you want me : ) All in fun, just kidding but damn what is that.

This Biggie Thing

As a self confessed hip hop addict I have to admit my least favorite topic is "greatest of all time". The competitive nature of the artform makes this a constant source of debate. In the facebook era I have had to cringe each March 9th as folks that know very little about hip hop quote B.I.G. verses and treat him more like Martin or Malcolm. Biggie was an extremely gifted lyricist and his flow can be argued vs. anyone to ever "do it". His body of work as a living artist just does not seem to back up these claims. He made essentially 3 albums if you give him credit for 2 for Life After Death. He appeared as a guest artist on numerous tracks and definitely delivered but how can you compare him to artists that have 10-15 years in. How can you compare 10 Crack Commandments to some of the socially concious music of the mid to late 80's? Are we just desperate to have an answer to the question or are there people that believe Christopher Wallace is really that much better than everyone else?

Monday, March 7, 2011

Love Things

As I rapidly approach 35 I wonder about love and what role it will play in my life. I truly think I am not built for it. I hate the feeling of falling. It is sort of like the exercise where you fall backwards and expect to be caught. I don't trust that the hands in the background are going to reach out for me. Is it possible to love without that trust. As Gangstarr says, the ? Remainz.