My cousin over at Staple Crops has detailed the O.G. R & B opera that ROBERT SYLVESTER devised way before his ‘Trapped In The Closet’ opus garnered him a development deal from IFC.
Peep game… R. Kelly aka William Shaftsphere
My cousin over at Staple Crops has detailed the O.G. R & B opera that ROBERT SYLVESTER devised way before his ‘Trapped In The Closet’ opus garnered him a development deal from IFC.
Peep game… R. Kelly aka William Shaftsphere
FALL CLEARANCE AT NIKETOWN
I already copped the jacket. Now which kicks should I put my weight on?
95 360’s
Neon pack 97 360’s
90 360’s
90 360’s
RUSSELL CROWE is literally killing shit in his latest movie, the remix of ‘3:10 To Yuma’. I went to a preview for this joint last night and I was just as happy as a clam when I walked out of the screening room. The film has all the drama of the great classic westerns and RUSSELL CROWE along with Batman/Bruce Wayne CHRISTIAN BALE both turn in sublime performances. Without giving away too much I will give you a synopsis of the film.
RUSSELL CROWE’s character is named Ben Wade and he’s the most rootenest-tootenest gun slinging bandit in the west. BALE’s character is Dan Evans and he is just a down on his luck farmer with a wooden leg. The two cross paths by accident when Ben Wade does a stickup of a stagecoach and Dan Evans becomes the unwitting witness to murder. Before it’s said and done there will be tons of cowboys, injuns, banditos, saloon keepers, and sheriffs all shot the fuck up. RUSSELL CROWE also gets to smash some dusty western white poonahnee for good measure.
The film is well written and moves at a steady pace just a few miles north of the speed limit. All kinds of supporting cast members make the mile a minute ride more funner than shooting up a stagecoach. PETER FONDA, TOM SKERRIT and the OWENS brother that didn’t try to merc’k himself are all in this flick, but it’s the all about CROWE and his character’s charisma. CHRISTIAN BALE does an admirable job of holding the mexicali weed.
Holler at my homey from Poisonous Paragraphs because he be dropping that official comic book flavor too.
Dagger was a chick named Tandy Bowen who ran away from a privileged life of wealth to become an angel and protector for runaways and kids that were hooked on heroin and drugs. Her partner was a brother named Tyrone(seriously, Marvel writers were always infected with Lowest Common Denominator syndrome when creating Black characters, Cloak is just lucky they didn’t name him Black Cloak). Together they formed the duo of Cloak and Dagger.
Dagger had one of the baddest little bum-bums in the Marvel universe, and she was in love with a Black man. How fucking hot is that? She protected Cloak from himself because his power of enveloping darkness always threatened to consume his soul. Her power was to be able to create bursts of bright, white light from her hands.
Can you imagine for a second what she could shoot from her pum pum?
^^^ CANDICE is a Sesame Flyer!
One of my favorite traditions of the West Indian Day Parade is the soundclash that takes place starting at Jou’vert. Tons of steelpan bands convene and play some of the best music that you will ever dance to. It’s all about jumping up and spreading out for the masqueraders. Take a look at some of my favorite bands from the parade…