Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
False Desire. You asked me to leave him. For you. When I'm alone, you ask me why I'm single. Trying to understand it as if it's a riddle.

Scene from a Pina Bausch Ballet, Wuppertal," 1983, HELMUT NEWTON
Monday, January 3, 2011
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Here I am. Come and take me.
Al Green - Here I am come & take me
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Don Cornelius said this 1974 Al Green Soul Train performance was one of the greatest moments of his life. I concur.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Mercy Mercy Me
She's who he sang "I Want You" for. She was 16, he was 33.
They got married, and then they got coked out.
That's Berry Gordy. Marvin married Berry's sister first.
Anna was 43 years old, and Marvin was 20 .
Mavin was married to Ana when he began living with Janis. When recording "I Want You" he used to make Janis stand in front of the sound booth while he sang directly to her. She also was the inspiration behind "Let's Get it On" and "If I Should Die Tonight". They had two children, Frankie and Nona.
Anna said , "That young girl's going to cost you." She sued him for 1 million dollars. But Marvin had smoked all his money away. The judge ordered him to make a record, and all the proceeds would go to Anna. He made the greatest record of all time "Here My Dear". One of the songs is titled "You can leave, but it's gonna cost you"
According to the legend, Marvin would come back from court and start singing complete songs off the top of his head while smoking a joint. Finishing it in one take. Some songs have direct quotes from what was said in court that day. It's the most honest, painful, and personal story of love, loss, and heartbreak. Once the album was completed Anna Gordy came to the studio, listened to the entire album alone and then left without saying a word. One of the songs on the album is called "Anna's Song" in which he screams her name over and over at one point.
Keep on loving me baby loving me cross the hall. Hey Anna, here's your song. The one that I promised baby, promised you all along. I knew all the time that I'd find the rhyme,
never have a fear, here it is my dear."
This is the best song on the album. It makes me cry.
http://s0.ilike.com/play#Marvin+Gaye:Sparrow:307007:s37926522.7145.15283498.1.1.68%2Cstd_c35c83f6fc2582748102721b8d0b04f4
Meanwhile, drugged out Marvin would force Janis to go on dates and cheat on him with Frankie Beverly, Teddy Pendergrass (then Gaye's musical rival at the time) and Rick James. They were both freebasing, and in his paranoia he often threatened to kill her, once putting a knife to her throat.
On March 31, 1984, Marvin's parents had a domestic argument over misplaced business documents while Marvin, ill from drug use, lay in bed. Upon hearing this, he woke up and told his dad to leave his mother alone. The next day, April 1, the arguments started again. According to Marvin's mother, Alberta, Marvin Sr. began yelling at her for a missing insurance policy. Gaye yelled at his father to never approach his room again. When Marvin Sr. came in, Gaye got up and pushed his father, later reportedly shoving him to the ground and kicking him. Marvin said to his mother that he was leaving, saying "Mother, I'm going to get my things and get out of this house. Father hates me and I'm never coming back." Seconds later, Marvin Sr. returned with the .38 that Gaye had given him and shot the singer at point blank range in his heart, then shooting him a second time in the shoulder, again at point blank range.
Gaye was pronounced dead on arival upon his entry to the California Hospital Medical Center at 1:10 pm PST, dying a day before his 45th birthday (April 2). Around the same time, police interviewed Marvin Sr. on the events leading up to his son's murder. When asked if he loved his son, Marvin Sr. reportedly took his time before finally answering, "Let's just say I didn't dislike him". Shortly after their son's death, Alberta Gaye filed for divorce from Marvin Sr. after 49 years of marriage.
After her divorce from Gaye was finalized, Anna never remarried and has since spent her remaining years in seclusion. In the mid-1990s, Janis went to rehab to end her long-standing addiction to drugs and alcohol.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
What you gonna do when everybody's insane
Ah Christmas time. Sat next to the Italian Uncle who told me he did a "shitload of cocaine, back before we knew it was supposed to be bad". This conversation actually started out talking about tips on studying. Cocaine. 90 year old told me she was in a gang back in the day. Waay back in the day. And I think this fool hit on my grandma. He was like where all the pretty ladies at Owwwww! He was 82. Then my grandma was like man my brothers never could stay away from those white women, all these mixed kids running around. My blonde blue eyed grandmother swears she's not mixed.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
The champ is here, the champ is here
I took my first boxing class tonight. Actually that's not true. I took a lesson once, and after a bit I told the guy let's spar. And he was like what? And at first he wasn't taking it seriously, and then I hit him with my nasty right hook. And he was like oh this bitch isn't playing. And then he literally punched me in my face...a fetish was born. I digress. So today's boxing lesson took me back to when I was little. Ali used to go to the same mosque as my parents, and my parents were also very friendly with his first wife. In fact they introduced May-may (Miriam Ali - his eldest daughter to her husband). Anyway I used to remember every Eid prayer/picnic Ali would show up and everybody would lose their shit in a mellow Muslim way (this was pre-suicide bombs and buildings falling in which Muslims started to get really really crunk). Anyway Ali always used to pick me up and pinch my cheeks. He said I looked like his daughters (plural - they're deep). I just remember him having the prettiest smile. Not at the time realizing what a legend, a man, a fighter, this lap I was sitting in. So yeah, that's my Ali story. I think everyone has at least one.
“How many people have you disappointed?”
The kid fumblingly calculates on his fingers before replying: “I’ll say eight. Eight people.”
The kid fumblingly calculates on his fingers before replying: “I’ll say eight. Eight people.”
He faced Billy. Billy was right there waiting.
“ I’ve disappointed thousands." Billy spoke firmly, slowly, right at the kid, who seemed suddenly so much younger in every feature, but in his lips especially. "Literally thousands."
Excerpted from "The Petting Zoo" by Jim Carroll
Carroll and Patti Smith
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so. The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying
I have a cousin named Danielle, everybody calls her Danny. As a child she was a little blue eyed blonde angel who was really satan in disguise. She was always bad. In first grade she used to climb out the window at school and walk home in the middle of the day, you know to do "hoodrat stuff with her friends" a la Letarian Milton (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcqOgnQyXp4). In junior high, when she lived in Cali she used to hang around some crazy cholas, and they gave her the nickname "Guerra", which means white girl. She used to carry it on a keychain proudly, while making out with boys who wore their socks pulled up to their knees and tattooed tear drops on their eyes. She's only half white. By the time she moved to Raleigh at 15 she had graduated from her eses to 30 yr old coke king pins. I was always amazed that this 10th grader had more diamond rings and necklaces than any woman I knew. She tried to out ghetto everyone, always telling me "I'm black, I'm black." Her parents lived in the suburbs, and her sister played tennis. She once broke three girls noses who tried to jump her sister. She threatened to kill me after a perceived slight. Later she dozed off in her chair with a cigarette burning down to ends between her fingers. When she woke she had forgotten all about it. At 18 she was being taken on "trips", throwing Newport 100s over prison walls to some guy named Killer Mike from the Bronx, and generally causing mayhem wherever she went. Danny is a long line of wild beautiful women in my family. There was my mom's cousin Lana who was a kept woman by some famous dj in New York. He and his wife lived on the top floor and he got Lana the penthouse. She told her mother all her fur coats came from working at JC Penney. Now she's married to this Sicilian from Baltimore who bought her a house with a helicopter pad. His dad got deported to Italy by the FBI, and in his house there's a safe room upstairs, which he told me "an israeli rocket launcher couldn't fucking get through." He's a construction contractor. ...he says. My mother once dated Eldridge Cleaver, and later she flipped her car on her way to Folsom to see her boyfriend who was a "political prisoner". It was the 70s in the Bay area. Then there's Danny's grandmother Marian. She married the same man twice, the second time after shooting up his house with a rifle, she was from Texas. I have my tales too, but will leave that for another day. Seems like all the women in my family get involved in some shady shit with men. But the thing is everyone grew out of their wild days. Except my Danny. That shit really took hold of her and she can't let go. I guess she's a real OG now.
History of Boys
Tony Leung "2046"
My first boyfriend was in college. He was a 6'8 basketball player and I used to be disgusted by the way he chewed his food. I used to lie about being at his games. I hate sports. When I moved to New York I had another guy who I seriously worshiped. It embarrasses me now to think about it. I would cook him breakfast in $300 underwear and mascara on. One day I asked him why he didn't love me, he said he didn't know. I left him not long after. I bought these really expensive pair of boots to make myself feel better, and the first time I wore them I ran into him at this concert. He was outside and couldn't get in. I was glad I bought those boots. Then I dated this jazz drummer, he had a deep freezer in his Brooklyn apartment, there was a large padlock on it. He said he didn't want his band members to eat all his food. Later this same drummer headbutted me on my birthday in Palm Springs. And lastly there's the Pope. He was my friend, nothing ever really happened. But I've loved him the most. I told people I was starting this blog as a travelogue of my time in Morocco. But if you go back to the beginning every entry is about him. He's married now and just had a kid. I never asked him if he loved me, I guess I already knew the answer.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Fucking Ridiculous
Earlier, in the place where I am now writing, I had typed an angry, rage filled missive about my bitch ass little cousin and his dereliction in paying me back my motherfucking money, paper, scrilla, dough, l'argent, dinero, okane, المال..... However, I'm trying to be a better person, keep my chakras open and all that jazz. I don't know tonight I'm in a funny mood. I'm feeling introspective. Time speeds by fast and I don't know if I'm spending it in the best way.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
"The city is doing some underhanded shit" - Bystander, Parking Wars
God how I love thee. Parking Wars is not only the greatest show in the history of televisionkind. But man they be dropping jewels yo. Little sprinkly diamonds of wisdom. Ever feel like the city has raped you by giving you a ticket. Well the wiggerish gentelmen in Philly who's Cadillac was towed used those exact words. He said "The city just raped me!". Brilliant. It's like the multitudes and tired masses are rising up and uttering every profanity, real talk, god damn this ticket is exorbitant thought I've ever had but haven't had the opportunity to share with my municipal worker. This show is truly a gem.
Other favorite quotations:
"This is the ghetto I can't afford a $35 ticket"
"Handicap placard fraud! I can't even walk a block! I'm handicap motherfucker!"
Friday, November 5, 2010
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