Jazz Creating Fantasies

Music soothes the savage beast, so they say.

It's a mind altering tool, transporting you to a realm of imagination engulfing every sense with subliminal messages and feelings, playing with your emotions.

Jazz a soulful house of collective music.  Your body moves while your mind relaxes

-mind trips. 

The sound of the vibes, vibraphones for those that don't know, penetrating the muscles of the inner thigh.

Close your eyes. Escape to the shadows of the city lights dancing deep in the night, with

Faint words telling, phrases teaching, Ella's vocals mesmerizing all while Jazz is showing you how deep you can be!

 

Jazz Creating Fantasies!

~~Skin I'm In~~

 

Am I Black Enough?

"They are impressed with your skills; your experience, your work ethic and integrity.  Your ability to articulate your vision is unparalleled.  However your expertise would be better suited at a more formal and structured establishment. We apologize but you are a bit too businesslike for this area. We would rather have your expertise in our much larger and affluent facility"

Yes the above statement was uttered by an African American in a direct conversation with yours truly. The finished product ending in "You're just not black enough!"

Is there an essential 'Black Identity'?  What defines a real black man or woman? Never ceases to amaze me how different behaviors, speech, sexual orientation class or complexion have rendered some 'NOT BLACK ENOUGH' .  Grant it as a culture we are a sizzling pot of gumbo. Overflowing with shrimp, chicken, crayfish, sausage, onions, okra, hell we're just full of richness. 

So as I revel in my richness, has my BLACKNESS CARD been revoked because I articulate my words, forming complete sentences all while expressing a thought without utilizing the phrase 'You Know What I'm Saying, Umm,...'? 

Should my BLACKNESS CARD be revoked because I choose to use the word RUMINATE v. CONTEMPLATE? Oh no wait a minute let me simplify it further for those that need it broken down & forever to be broke RUMINATE v. THINK. 

Is there someone that runs the floor in the DEPARTMENT OF BLACK AUTHENTICITY that is going to authenticate my blackness?  If so I look forward to meeting with you. 

Let the record show I did find this conversation amusing and complimentary within the same thought. However please note I will not dumb down to be accepted.

~~ Skin I'm In~~

Janice - Bye Bye - Old School.wmv

Sade - Cherish The Day (live)

Robert Glasper Experiment - Afro Blue (Feat. Erykah Badu)

Robert Glasper Experiment - Calls feat. Jill Scott

Tracie Spencer - Love Me

Public Displays Of Affection

Public displays of affection seem to be a lost commodity. That is, when its a classy display of affection. 

Observing the interactions of a couple walking along a busy city sidewalk.  They walk hand in hand creating a warmth that invaded my space. A scene which was tranquil. 

Protector-

He intentionally walked on the outside sheilding HER from anyone or anything that may have posed a threat. 

Decision Maker-

He ordered the meal taking care not to order something SHE was unable to eat. Glancing at her to confirm the order was to her liking. The waitress smiled.

Love-Just a Touch Away-

SHE glances at HIM with passion in her eyes and gently touches his knee. An innocent touch to the arm, with a whimsical smile that crossed her lips.

Nothing Really Matters-

Their eyes meet, its apparent they are musing over the other. HE leans in to kiss HER sweetly. The earth is minuscule. They mean the world to each other.  

Nothing sweeter. Classy displays of public affection. 

~~Skin I'm In~~