This is me: Art, Music, Love, Life. I love entertaining, I love making music, I love making people happy.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Pilsen Underground
There comes a time in our undocumented lives when we can become overwhelmed living in Amerika, the land of our ancestors. We can feel we are going in circles and don’t see it until they connect, a new cycle begins. That is how my early teens through now have felt like. Fighting and giving up and then realizing why we fought to begin with and fighting back again. Well, if 12 years ago someone would have told me I was going to be raising a 44ft long banner to block of a street in front of the Georgia State Capitol I would have brushed off the thought. But 12 years ago is when I began my artistic adventure in Chicago. I began volunteering in the gift shop at the National Museum of Mexican Arts, stocking things here and there and cleaning. Later I started taking art classes at Yollocalli, a local art center run by the museum that focused on helping youth in the community that saw me grow, Pilsen.
My political ideologies began to evolve. I became aware that some of the things I learned while growing up had to be unlearned and rebuilt to better myself in my hood, Pilsen. The teachers I had, the smell of culture down 18th street, my friends and family including those who came into my life and are now gone. Those are the things that have kept me rooted to my community and Mother Nature. The first protest I went to was post 911, at 15 yrs old. I walked out of school along side hundreds of students from Benito Juarez high school chanting and screaming “End The War Now!!!” We later made our way towards downtown where hundreds and thousands of students and activists met. The night before, I stood up making hundreds of stickers with a stencil I made that read “Stop war now.” This was my first time seeing police beating innocent by standers, later blocking us off unable to go anywhere. Helicopters over head and police making mass arrests. Some years after protesting the war at 17 I began doing art therapy with a local domestic violence group, Casa Segura. This is when I realized how being undocumented makes our communities suffer because living in the shadows is living in fear, not only of the government but even our spouses/partners. Fear limits our access to resources, and the help one can get regardless of our status. We see success in our communities through first time high school/college graduates but also through the efforts of people who make their community a whole. From the corn lady in front of the church, to the old man who owns his corner store, and the factory and field workers who work hard everyday for themselves or their families. Despite these successes, we continue to witness discrimination around the nation. A nation erasing its history of what it was once known for being “The Melting Pot of the World.” That is why we cannot sit back and watch how members of our communities are slowly disappearing. While gentrification seeps through the cracks we begin a new venture into an artistic underground world of visual and auditory stimulation from local DJs, Artists and those who love them.
Coming to Pilsen....!
*UNDOING BORDERS: queer discussions on im/migration & criminalization
Friday Sept 30th from 6pm-9pm
1921 Blue Island, Chicago IL
*9th annual 18th Street Pilsen Open Studios
October 15-16,
http://pilsenopenstudios.wordpress.com/
My political ideologies began to evolve. I became aware that some of the things I learned while growing up had to be unlearned and rebuilt to better myself in my hood, Pilsen. The teachers I had, the smell of culture down 18th street, my friends and family including those who came into my life and are now gone. Those are the things that have kept me rooted to my community and Mother Nature. The first protest I went to was post 911, at 15 yrs old. I walked out of school along side hundreds of students from Benito Juarez high school chanting and screaming “End The War Now!!!” We later made our way towards downtown where hundreds and thousands of students and activists met. The night before, I stood up making hundreds of stickers with a stencil I made that read “Stop war now.” This was my first time seeing police beating innocent by standers, later blocking us off unable to go anywhere. Helicopters over head and police making mass arrests. Some years after protesting the war at 17 I began doing art therapy with a local domestic violence group, Casa Segura. This is when I realized how being undocumented makes our communities suffer because living in the shadows is living in fear, not only of the government but even our spouses/partners. Fear limits our access to resources, and the help one can get regardless of our status. We see success in our communities through first time high school/college graduates but also through the efforts of people who make their community a whole. From the corn lady in front of the church, to the old man who owns his corner store, and the factory and field workers who work hard everyday for themselves or their families. Despite these successes, we continue to witness discrimination around the nation. A nation erasing its history of what it was once known for being “The Melting Pot of the World.” That is why we cannot sit back and watch how members of our communities are slowly disappearing. While gentrification seeps through the cracks we begin a new venture into an artistic underground world of visual and auditory stimulation from local DJs, Artists and those who love them.
Coming to Pilsen....!
*UNDOING BORDERS: queer discussions on im/migration & criminalization
Friday Sept 30th from 6pm-9pm
1921 Blue Island, Chicago IL
*9th annual 18th Street Pilsen Open Studios
October 15-16,
http://pilsenopenstudios.wordpress.com/
Jose Jose - Amar y Querer
In Spanish, “querer” and “amar” are used interchangeably to express love for someone. “Querer,” however, is love to a lesser degree. Or so argues José-José in his song titled “El Amar y El Querer.”
Translation:
Almost all of us are capable of “querer,” but few know how to love. They are, indeed, two different things.
Love can be represented by (natural) light, the heavens, the never-ending sea. Love is total fulfillment of glory and peace.
“Querer” does not go beyond making love to someone over a short amount of time and for mere fulfillment of carnal desires; there’s biting instead of kissing, scratching instead of caressing.
He who loves seeks to serve the woman he loves, always giving her his all, never a hesitation to place his own life aside.
A man who “quiere” seeks to experience a moderate amount of joy so that when his relationship ends he’s able to move on with ease, thus, averting pain.
In summary, whereas “querer” can result in short-lasting joy, love is the fulfillment of all things good… with the strong potential to bring a man to his doom.
taken from:
http://duskyspad.com/category/my-rolas/jose-jose/
Sunday, September 25, 2011
words: Liza Renee Juarez
I wanna get a tattoo of a grape, that way when I'm old and wrinkly it turns into a raisin....
Words: George Is
rember them days when we use to record on tapes? how the first time we recorded anything the quality was the best, even if it wasnt what you wanted to record? ...then when we went back and re recorded something different, the result wasnt always as good?... you live and you learn....Life is coming at you, dont get caught looking backwards...
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Figure - Figure -Beetlejuice (Dubstep Mix)
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Blancmange - Why Don't They Leave Things Alone
I can see it as you are
And I can see it in your eyes
And I can see it as you are
And I can see it in your eyes
The floodgates are now open
And the lonely truth will flow out
Why can't they leave things as they are
Why can't they leave things alone
I heard a friend drift by my window
I saw a gun blow him away
And I can see it in your hand
And I can see it in your eyes
Why can't we leave things as they are
Why don't they leave things alone
Why can't we leave things as they are
Why don't they leave things alone
Always, we see rivers and fences
Always, we see beautiful mountains
And I can see it as you are
And I can see it in your eyes
Why don't they leave things as they are
Why can't we leave things alone
Why don't they leave things as they are
Why can't we leave things alone
And I can see it
Why don't they leave things as they are
And I can see it
Why can't we leave things alone
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Ash - Return Of White Rabbit
Hello, can you take me home?
I followed the rabbit and now I am lost and alone
Please, caught in a dream
Locked in a nightmare that's all closing in on me
Is this the end of the line my friend?
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna go
Can't stop the fire burning in my head
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna know anymore
I don't wanna go
I, I feel paralysed
Foetal position I cant get you out of my mind
Fear, it's creeping near
Parallel visions of two things coming unclear
Is this the end of the line my friend?
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna go
Can't stop the fire burning in my head
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna know anymore
I don't wanna go
Is this the end of the line my friend?
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna go
Can't stop the fire burning in my head
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna know anymore
Is this the end of the line my friend?
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna go
Can't stop the fire burning in my head
I don't wanna go, I don't wanna know anymore
Is this the end of the line my friend?
Is this the end of the line my friend?
Amanda Blank- Leaving You Behind
So ambitious baby always on the road
to relentless I can’t ever let it go
Give it up sit down and do what you’re told.
So wrong and I’m the coldest bitch you know.
They take your number but they never call
Don’t want nothing but you take it all
Feel my resistance got a grip on (????not sure.)
Using my legs because my head ain’t right
Leaving you behind
I’m leaving you behind.
I heard your secret and it’s just too sweet to keep
I’m telling everybody you can’t take the heat
Don’t it sting, salt got in there deep
And I can’t help you cause I’m just too fucking mean
Go on and try me like you wish you could
You’re too small for how tall I stood
Don’t it hurt that you ain’t that tuff hot stuff
It ain't enough and now nobody gives a fuck
Leaving you behind.
I’m leaving you behind.
I know you saw it coming’
Said I was always running
Don’t act so surprised
You knew the whole time
I’d leave you behind
I’m leaving you behind
You behind.
Leaving you behind’
Gin Wigmore - Hey Ho
I hear you're leavin town
And I am feelin down
You should know that nothin' leaves my side
I'm gonna come around
I'm gonna shoot you down
You knocked my crown
Now you'll go six feet under ground
Your lies have broke my life
Say goodbye my angel
I gave you all my love
To sleep alone my angel
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Don't you take me here (Don't you take me here)
Don't you touch me there (Touch me there)
I am diggin your grave
And you stay there
Can you see the light, (Can you see the light)
And think you're still alive? (Still alive)
Believe me baby
You won't come back again (You won't come back again)
Your lies have broke my life
Say goodbye my angel
I gave you all my love
To sleep alone my angel
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
It didn't have to be this way
Playing games and lost one day
Have mercy on my lonely soul
It wasn't me, it was you, you know
Your lies have broke my life
Say goodbye my angel
I gave you all my love
To sleep alone my angel
Your lies have broke my life
Say goodbye my angel
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Hey ho nobody knows
You're not coming home
Cults – Most Wanted
Up late at night all alone
Can't you see that I'm trying?
Trying so hard to hold on
To the things I know
But in the evening I will have to go
What I most want is bad for me I know
Out in the dark, shaking hands
In the street, I'm drifting
Drifting away from my family towards my foes
My mother told me you'll reap what you sow
What you most is want is bad for me you know
Back in my home late at night
All alone, I'm flying
Flying above all my troubles
My mind's a gull
When I am happy my heart starts to slow
What I most want is bad for me I know
Late in the morning I wake
All alone, I'm crying
Crying for all of the people who love me so
But when we get sad we know where to go
What we most want is bad for us we know
Flirtation
Drug use
And adultery
Monday, September 19, 2011
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Sunday, September 18, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros - Home
Alabama Arkansas I do Love my Ma and Pa
But not as much as I do Love you
Holy Moly Me oh My your the apple of my eye
Girl aint never loved one like you
Man o Man your my best friend I scream it to the nothingness
that we got everything we need
Hot and Heavy pumpkin pie
Chocolate candy Jesus Christ
Aint nothin please me more than you
(Chorus)
Home, Let me come Home
Home is Whenever Im with you
Home, yes I am Home
Home is wherever Im with you
Lalalala Take me Home
Mama Im Coming Home
I follow you into the park, thru the jungle thru the dark
Girl aint never loved one like you
Moats and boats and Waterfalls, Alleyways and payphone calls
I been everywhere with you
Laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night
never could be sweeter than with you
like its only you and me jade/ebes your somethin to see
(Chorus)
Lalalala take me home
Mama Im Comin Home
Jade, you remember that night you fell outa my window?
ya you came jumpin out after me
well, you were bleedin all over the place and I covered your ass with your dress and we went off to the hospital, you remember that?
ya
well there's somethin I never told you bout that night
what didnt you tell me?
well, while you were sitting in the back seat smokin a cigarrette you thought was gona be your last, I was fallin deep, deep in love with you, and I never told you till just now!
(Chorus)
Home, let me come home, home is wherever Im with you
Home, yes I am Home home is whenever Im with you!
Alabama Arkansas I do love my Ma and Pa
Yes Home, yes ward! home is whenever Im with you!
Home is whenever Im with you.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
Brujeria - La Migra (Cruza La Frontera II)
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0kCRbSyjmo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0kCRbSyjmo
Sunday, September 11, 2011
SHAOLIN GRANDMA: Movie Trailer
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Willy Wonka - Pure Imagination
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Saturday, September 10, 2011
Sneaker Pimps - "Blacksheep"
Don't look now, we're branded, we're the black sheep
Sewn apart and Siamese - The black sheep
When the water seems too deep
The shadows always wait beneath
But laughing loud we brave the role of black sheep
If you see me you'll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills but
I take what it needs to be easy
With the black sheep now
With the black sheep now
Don't look now we're stranded here as black sheep
Swallowed whole and out of reach, the black sheep
Unsafe enough for now
We're shepherded from higher ground
But drowned all out we saved the role of black sheep
If you see me you'll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills but
I take what it needs to be easy
With the black sheep now
With the black sheep now
If you see me you'll be crossing the street
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills but
I take what it needs to be easy
If you see me you'll be crossing the street (if you see me you'll be crossing the street)
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed (or kick me and then leave me to bleed)
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills but
I take what it needs to be easy (i take what it needs to be easy)
If you see me you'll be crossing the street (if you see me you'll be crossing the street)
Or kick me and then leave me to bleed (or kick me and then leave me to bleed)
If looks could kill wouldn't need all the pills but
I take what it needs to be easy
With the black sheep now
With the black sheep now
With the black sheep now
With the black sheep now
With the black sheep now
Friday, September 9, 2011
J. Cole - Work Out
Hey, we got a good thing
Don’t know if I’mma see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can’t be your man, no ma’am
I know what's on your brain
You’re probably hopin' never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand
Let me see you get high and go low
Now girl won’t you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
High and go low
Now girl won’t you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
[Verse 1]
She like them bar with the big old chains
Ride around town in the big old Range
I knew her when I riding big old chains
Now the little nigga doing big old things
Would you look at that, I came back for her
Just to give it to her, like you asked for it
Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her
It rebounds so I caught it off the backboard
I told her, baby girl come here
Know I run the town even when I aint from there
And I brag hardly but just to show up at this party I made
What your nigga make in one year, thats unfair but
So is life, take a chance roll a dice
Money can’t buy you love cause it’s over priced
Don’t overthink just hope it’s right
I’m only here for the night
Hey, we got a good thing
Don’t know if I’mma see you again, see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can’t be your man, no ma’am
I know whats on your brain
You’re probably hope it never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand
Well then
Let me see you get high and go low
Now girl would you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
J. Cole Work Out lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/j-cole-work-out-lyrics.html
High and go low
Now girl won’t you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
[J Cole - Verse 2]
Carolina blue kicks, fresh on the scene
Hottest nigga on the block, damn girl you mean
They be starting shit, but it’s your world
On my Martin shit, you go girl
She bad and you know it, some niggas save Hoes
I’m not that heroic
Could you be my escort
Cause just like them two door Fords
Damn, they don’t make ‘em like you no more
Cole World, real Cole World
Them boys cool, me I’m on fire
Know whats on my mind, tryna see whats on yours tonight
Tonight, tonight
Move slow, cause you wanna live fast
Up late so you probably skip class
Life is a test so before the night pass get right
Get right
Hey, we got a good thing
Don’t know if I’mma see you again, see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can’t be your man, no ma’am
I know whats on your brain
You’re probably hoping it never would end
Like is it the real thing or is just a one night stand
Well then
(Cole World)
Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever
Oh, oh, oh
Or is it just a hit and run
(Well, hey)
Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together
Oh, oh, oh
Come here girl, lets get it on
(Work out for me, work out for me)
Straight up now tell me do you really wanna love me forever?
Oh, oh, oh
Or is it just a hit and run
Well, Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when were together
Oh, oh, oh
Come here girl lets get it on
(Work out for me, work out for me)
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Suede - Trash
Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear,
The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair,
Maybe it's our kookiness,
Or maybe, maybe it's our nowhere towns,
Our nothing places and our cellophane sounds,
Maybe it's our looseness,
But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the streets,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...
Maybe, maybe it's the things we say,
The words we've heard and the music we play,
Maybe it's our cheapness,
Or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had,
The lazy days and the crazes and the fads,
Maybe it's our sweetness,
But we're trash, you and me,
We're the litter on the breeze,
We're the lovers on the street,
Just trash, me and you,
It's in everything we do,
It's in everything we do...
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
The Doors - Alabama Song (Whiskey Bar) Live!
Well, show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next whiskey bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why
For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die
Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whiskey, oh, you know why
Monday, September 5, 2011
Sunday, September 4, 2011
NIN - Everyday Is Exactly The Same
I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around
Oh, no
[Chorus:]
Every day is exactly the same
Every day is exactly the same
There is no love here and there is no pain
Every day is exactly the same
I can feel their eyes are watching
In case I lose myself again
Sometimes I think I'm happy here
Sometimes, yet I still pretend
I can't remember how this got started
But I can tell you exactly how it will end
[Chorus]
I'm writing on a little piece of paper
I'm hoping someday you might find
Well I'll hide it behind something
They won't look behind
I'm still inside here
A little bit comes bleeding through
I wish this could have been any other way
But I just don't know, I don't know what else I can do
[Chorus x2]
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Friday, September 2, 2011
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