wishin’… and hopin’… and thinkin’… and prayin’…


What we’re gonna do right here is go back… Way back… Back into time!

Ok, ok… Not THAT way back. I’m talking about the summer of 1995. When TLC sounded the alarm about chasing “Waterfalls”. Montell Jordan showed everyone that “This Is How We Do It”. Michael Jackson serenaded us with a sweet reminder that “You Are Not Alone”.

And one Antoine Roundtree, more familiarly known as the one-hit wonder, Skee-Lo, waxed ever so poetically about all of the things he wished he was, what he wished he had, and what he would do if he was or did have… for the entire song.

Skee-Lo - "I Wish"


I wish I was a little bit taller.
I wish I was a baller.
I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her.
I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat.
And a six four Impala.

Skee-Lo had a dream, y’all… Several, in fact. While some of them were beyond his control (I think it’s pretty safe to say he’ll never be 6’9″, yes?), he did have some that were attainable with a little work (I do hope he was at least able to put his money for this single towards his beloved ’64 Impala). You know, things he could do if he spent as much time putting in work as he did putting in wishes.

See where I’m going with this?

How many of us are “Skee-Lo-ing” through life? (Yes, I just made up a word.) We’ve made the resolutions. We’ve created the bucket lists. We’ve crafted an air-tight 3-year business plan. We’ve designed the vision board. We’ve dreamed the dream… We’re wishin’… and hopin’… and thinkin’… and prayin’… Yet we’re stuck in first gear. We can’t “pass go”. We can talk the talk with the best of them but when it comes to taking the first step on that walk, y’all… we falter.

So many of us are conditioned with a perspective of negativity that has been masked in a cloak of “caution” or so-called “realism”. Our vision is clouded with all of the excuses reasons why we can’t or why we shouldn’t. It’s not “wise”. It’s not “smart”. It’s not “realistic”. It’s “risky”.

<insert shudders here>

Maybe it hasn’t been done before but that computer or that smart phone you’re reading this on… hadn’t always been “done” before either. When will you apply for that small business loan? When will you add your name to the list of performers at that open mic session? When will you introduce yourself to that potential mentor?

Your dreams, your passions… they matter. YOU matter. The thing about those dreams though: they will always be a dream if you don’t take action.

By no means am I suggesting that you stop wishing, hoping, thinking, and praying. All of those are very good things. Positive things.  I’m just merely encouraging you… us… to start DOING. Now.

Why not you? Why not me? Why not now?

Why not?

-Love & Light… CB Radio


sticks and stones…


It’s been awhile since I invested any significant time in watching music videos. Days of planting myself in front of the TV for hours at a time are long gone as are the days before MTV and Vh1 became reality TV central instead of the vessels of music and artistry they once claimed to be.  Still, every now and then a video will, by some other method, catch my eye.

As did the video for “My Kind of Love” by Emeli Sandé (directed by Sanji Senaka). In the song, Emeli belts out lyrics about how she might not be everything her loved one thinks she ought to be. She can’t buy their love. She can’t promise them the stars. She’s not a fun party girl. She admits that sometimes she gets angry and says things she doesn’t mean, but they should never doubt her love for them. It’s that latter confession about her anger around which the video builds its concept.

The video depicts hurtful words literally as bullets fired from the mouths of people who are seemingly frustrated or enraged. These words, aimed at their subjects, cause physical wounds that will most likely (at the very least) leave scars behind.

Powerful, right?

If you could see the effect your hurtful words have on your family, your friends, and your loved ones… if you could see the permanent injury and scars negativity, criticism, insults, so-called jokes, and name-calling left behind… If those words were bullets… Would you be more thoughtful in your word choice? Would you withhold unsolicited opinions and comments? Would you think twice about engaging in a yelling match over something trivial? Maybe hold your peace until your anger or hurt subsides?

Words are powerful. They can encourage and build someone up but they can also discourage and cut someone down. They can instill fear. They sometimes can cause more pain than an uppercut to the jaw.

Being the most rude isn’t a prize. Being the loudest doesn’t make you strong. Having the most crass vocabulary doesn’t make you cool. Being belligerent doesn’t get your point across. Please be kind. Be thoughtful. Be positive. Be peaceful. Be uplifting.

Whoever was the first person to say “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me”… was in denial.

-Love and Light… CB Radio

Photo Credit: Teo Studio, retouched by Kendrick Wong

What would you do if you could see the affect your words have?

why did i big chop? glad you asked…


On February 3, 2012 I did one of the most daring things I’ve probably ever done… (Yes, I know that doesn’t speak much to be being a risk-taker.) I big chopped and cut off probably about 95% of my hair. For those of you unfamiliar with the term, a big chop (otherwise known as a “BC”) is a term used to describe cutting off relaxed (or chemically straightened) hair leaving only natural (or non-chemically straightened) hair. I had my last relaxer in October of 2010 and had been slowly (and nervously) transitioning and trying to get acquainted with the new texture of my hair emerging. At  slightly over a year later, I decided I was ready to let it all go. I was ready to start over.

“Happy to be nappy… I’m black and I’m proud that I have been chosen to wear the conscious cloud.”


(Check this song out by clicking on the picture above or the album it’s on by clicking on his name!)

Armed with an arsenal of new hair products I had been trying out during my transition, CurlyNikki.com, and my favorite YouTube vloggers (i.e. MyNaturalSistas, Naptural85, MahoganyCurls, and IvyCharlaine), it was time the world met my natural hair and time for it to meet the world! Now, don’t get me wrong. At times it was scary and downright uncomfortable. What if it never grows back? What if no one else likes it? What if my head looks funny? What if my short hair makes me look… gasp… ugly?! 

Well, after a few days I really started to like it, and you know what? I no longer cared who did or didn’t agree. You know what else? I thought my hair was beautiful just the way it grew out of my scalp!

I know that there are swarms of women who will testify to doing a BC for very militant,  racial, spiritual, or very anti-conformist/anti-relaxer reasons, but meh… I was just plain tired. Tired of spending half of my Saturday twice a month in a beauty shop. Tired of spending $60+ every time I needed a relaxer. Tired of the damage the relaxer caused to the health of my hair. Tired of never really being satisfied with my hair even after all of the time and money spent. Tired of always being concerned about sweating during workouts or getting caught in the rain. Just tired! Something needed to give and what other people thought I should or shouldn’t be doing with my hair no longer mattered.

If you ask me, there are plenty of perks that came along with my BC. Confidence began to abound. It was almost a freeing experience that suddenly made me want to change other things about myself and how I perceived myself. I wanted to not only have healthy hair, I wanted to be healthy. I didn’t just want to do what made me happy with my hair, I wanted to do what made me happy… period.

I’m not here to knock anyone else for what they choose to do to their hair. I’m just telling my story… Long or short, relaxed or natural, dyed or not… I say as long as your hair is healthy, do you! I’m just very happy that I can now just do me. The health of my hair, the versatility, the uniqueness… is all endless! And it was all worth it.

Love and Light… -CB Radio

Now excuse me while I….


blog love – i love you, but i don’t need you and you certainly don’t complete me

couple in leaves

Today’s Blog Love post is from one of my favorite bloggers, Ms. GG Renee of All the Many Layers. A few months back, I made a post about Tamar Braxton’s new single, Love and War. I briefly touched on the type of relationship that evokes two very different dynamics… the feeling of love and the feeling of war. Essentially, in this type of relationship you fight hard but you love even harder. You might fight like cats and dogs but in the end… it’s always all good.

Well, this post from GG Renee explores the notion that sometimes what we view in our relationships as “love”… the drama, intensity, obsession… just might be signs of an unhealthy attachment. Read on to see if you, or someone you know, can relate.

-Love & Light… CB Radio



I Love You, but I Don’t Need You {and You Certainly Don’t Complete Me}

I have this maddening pet peeve about love songs. And I’m going to tell you about it. It will sound trivial at first, but we’ll end up in a valuable, thoughtful kind of place – I promise.

So, I can’t stand love songs that are written with these extreme simplifications that don’t really make sense.  To wit: “I’d die without you…You are my everything…I can’t breathe without you.”

Really?  Nothing would make me run away faster.  I find these sentiments disturbing. They sound like obsession.  And unhealthy attachment.  Not love.  Love is about letting go, not clinging.

Maybe we need the drama.  Some of us think that if there’s no intensity, then it’s not love. Anyone?


Years ago, all I’d experienced was that volatile kind of love – it probably shouldn’t even be called love, desire is a better word – where I was driven by this need to be with this man at all costs.  I was endlessly patient, thinking that I could turn him into what I wanted him to be through perserverance. Not only did I want him to change, but I wanted him to change for me.

I didn’t realize it at the time, but I defined myself by our relationship. I didn’t think I could be happy with him not loving me the way I thought he should.  I wanted him to fill me up.

Never again, in a millions lifetimes would I ever want to feel that I need someone’s love to make me whole.  I couldn’t see what was really happening; all I could see was what I wanted to happen. I thought this desire was love.  But I wasn’t being my true self and I wasn’t letting him be true to himself either.  Yet I would cry and throw love in his face to make him feel responsible for my turmoil.  “But I loooooove you!  I’ve done nothing but love you and look how you treat me!”

I can vividly remember the wall slides and the slamming doors.  Somewhere deep down, deep deep down, I relished all the emotional mayhem.  I thought, “Wow, we must really be in love.  We go at it, but we can’t function without each other so we keep coming back.”    I managed to actually feel lucky to have such passion in my life.  No matter the cost, I was going to go down with that ship.  I was sure of it.


Kahlil Gibran wrote, “Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.”   You don’t have to force it, trick it, wait for it or cage it up so no one else can get it.  You don’t have to experience pain or heartache in order to experience love.

When you truly love someone, you are simply thankful that they exist and you want them to be happy whether they are with you or not. You can see beyond yourself enough to know that this is not all there is.

This post is not just about romance and dramatic lyrics though, is it?  The more we learn what love is trying to teach us, the more we’ll appreciate every aspect of our journeys.  Love does not exist in one person, place or thing.  It’s everywhere, above, below and around and inside of all of us.  So you see, there’s no need to cling or fixate on a certain outcome.

Love says to let go, have faith, and be at peace. Not just in your relationships, but in life.  Are you listening?

a new day… and I’m feeling good


Birds flying high, you know how I feel… Sun in the sky, you know how I feel… It’s a new dawn, a new day, a new life for me, and I’m feeling gooooooood!!

No, this is isn’t an advertisement for Weight Watchers, but the song does make me feel fabulous… Do you know what else also makes me feel good? Being healthy – and it should make you feel the same. I know that it’s easier said than done and sometimes we just don’t have the (fill in the blank… money, time, energy, etc.) to commit. So today, I’m offering some tips in hopes to make things just a little bit easier for you.

Get an accountability partner.

Most of us have a tendency of doing the right thing (hi, Spike) when we’re being watched and reserving those less than stellar, sneaky moments for when we know we don’t have an audience. Well an accountability partner is there to help you (and you them) stay on the right path because they’re always watching, so to speak. This person should be positive, have your best interest at heart, and genuinely want to see you succeed at reaching your goal. Talk to each other about your personal goals and how you intend to reach them. You don’t always have to be there physically in each other’s faces, but a simple phone call or text message just to say “hey, how was your workout today?” or “what are you cooking for dinner?” are quick and easy ways to keep each other in check.


This is NOT an accountability partner!

Whistle while you work.

Did you ever play one of the “games” as a child that some sneaky adult (or older sibling) taught you how to “play” and initially it seemed like good wholesome fun… until that moment you finally realized what you were actually doing was something like cleaning? Worse yet… you were doing their work? *gasp* Well as much as you didn’t like that revelation, there was a method to the madness… and it worked! The same concept can work for you when it comes to exercise. There are more fun ways to exercise now than ever before. If activities like basketball or swimming don’t tickle your fancy try something like dance fitness (i.e. Zumba, WERQ, Flirty Girl, Barre Bee Fit, etc.), boxing, piloxing (yes, that’s pilates + boxing), martial arts… you get the idea. To make a long story short… The more fun you’re having, the less it feels like exercising. Trick yourself into doing your body good!

There’s no place like home.

QUICK!! When you read “there’s no place like home” did you think of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz or Sandra & Mary from 227?? Tell the truth! Ok, I kid… Back to the lecture at hand. Not being able to sign away your first born with your name written in blood afford a gym membership is no excuse to not be exercising anymore. With all of the DVD’s and YouTube videos (and they’re free!!) out there, there is something to fit your schedule, your home equipment (or lack thereof), and your wallet. If you’re brave enough to endure the P90X or Insanity workouts of the world… rock on! If you’re looking for something a little more moderate, Jeanette Jenkins (a.k.a. the Hollywood Trainer), whose growing client list includes the likes of Kelly Rowland, Alicia Keys, and Paula Patton got together with fitsugar to provide a workout that lasts only… wait for it… 10 minutes! I’ve tried it and believe you me, she pulls no punches on this one. Give it a shot when you have 10 minutes to spare. Have water and a stretcher nearby.

Be your own trainer.

So many people complain about the costs of staying healthy and fit. From the health food store to the price of health care. Maintaining your health can, indeed, be expensive… if you let it… or you can choose to take matters into your own hands. Knowledge is power and there’s plenty of it out there for the taking. From all kinds of calorie counters and trackers, fitness diaries, smoothie recipe apps and the like there are plenty of ways for you to learn about what you need, what you’ve got, and how to get what you want. One of the pricier things in the world of fitness are personal trainers. If you can afford one, they’re an awesome asset. If you cannot, however, no need to fear… There’s an app for that! Give something like Nike Training Club, an app for both iPhone and Android. It’s like having a personal trainer in your pocket… for free. It allows you to choose your own level and from a variety of different workouts. It has both video and audio instruction when you need a little extra guidance. You can even go social and let all of your friends know about your glowing progress! You have no excuse and Nike already told you… just do it.

Nike Training Club


So, now it’s your turn. Talk to me. What difficulties do you run into when sticking to your fitness goals? What helps you stay on track?

-Love & Light… CB Radio



the new workout plan


I know… I know what you’re saying… “It’s been a long time… shouldn’t have left you… without a dope beat to step to (in my Timbaland voice) or without a strong rhyme to step to (in my Rakim voice for all you hip hop heads out there)”. Well, I’ve had a lot on my plate lately that has kept me away during the new year so charge it to my head and not my heart!

One of those things has been trying to shake off this winter hibernation thing I had going. Like a lot of other people at the start of the new year, I’ve been attempting to kick my fitness routine into full swing. After all… summer bodies are made in the winter!

“1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit ups right and… tuck your tummy tight and… do your crunches like this!”

All them mocha lattes… you gotta do Pilates!!

Now, you know I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t somehow find a way to incorporate music into the deal. Just as I believe music can soothe a broken heart, add fuel to an angry fire, uplift the downtrodden, and add a little extra sunshine to an already sun-shining day – I also believe that music can be the soundtrack to your motivation (no Weezy). A great workout playlist can make the difference between just going through the motions and one helluva kick arse workout!

Here I’ve compiled a list to help you get started with your own list. I have a tendency to dig in the crates a bit (like House of Pain’s “Jump Around” or LL Cool J’s “Mama Said Knock You Out”), so I’ll try to keep it (fairly) recent! Hopefully I’ve included a little something for everybody.

Rihanna – Where Have You Been

Rihanna – We Found Love

Diddy – Dirty Money - Hello, Good Morning – Remix (feat. Rick Ross & Nicki Minaj)

Rihanna – Don’t Stop the Music

Joe Budden - Pump It Up

Chris Brown – Beautiful People

Chris Brown – Turn Up the Music

DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win – Remix (feat. T-Pain, Rick Ross, Busta Rhymes, Diddy, Nicki Minaj, Fabolous, Jadakiss & Fat Joe)

Chris Brown – Yeah 3x

T.I. - Bring Em Out

Beyonce – End of Time

Beyonce – Run the World (Girls)

LMFAO - Party Rock Anthem (You know you think of that Kia commercial with the dancing hamsters, too!)

Missy Elliott - Get Ur Freak On

Beyonce – Get Me Bodied

Jay-Z - Dirt Off Your Shoulder

Beyonce – Crazy in Love (feat. Jay-Z)

Amerie - 1 Thing

Destiny’s Child – Lose My Breath

Rich Girl - He Ain’t Wit Me Now (Tho)

Usher – DJ Got Us Fallin’ In Love (feat. Pitbull)

Usher – Scream

Usher – OMG (feat. will.i.am)

M.O.P. - Ante Up (Robbin Hoodz Theory) (More so the original, but the link takes you to the remix.)

Ne-Yo – Let Me Love You (Until You Learn to Love Yourself)

Ne-Yo – Closer

OutKast - B.O.B.

Eve – Tambourine

Ciara – Gimme Dat

Jennifer Lopez – Get Right – Remix (feat. Fabolous)

Janet Jackson – Make Me

Missy Elliott – Lose Control (feat. Ciara & Fatman Scoop)

Kanye West – Stronger

So, what say you? Do you enjoy listening to music while you work out? If so, what songs get you up and moving?

-Love & Light… CB Radio

blog love – five songs we’d like to forget we loved


I really had to LOL at this one… For his guest post with the good folks at Ebony, Damon Young, a.k.a. The Champ, one half of Very Smart Brothas drops a list of five songs that he’d like to forget he ever loved. I also sometimes get into the nostalgic rut of thinking the R&B and hip hop music I grew up with was so golden… even legendary, if you will… and some of the current music today is just throwing dirt on the faces of those genres… Guilty as charged. Sue me.

Yeah, I admit I can rap ALL the lyrics to Crucial Conflict’s “Hay” on cue… I remember how crunk a crowd would get hearing Master P “Make ‘Em Say Ugh”. And whatever did happen to those chicks that sang “My Boo” on the So So Def Bass All-Stars compilation album anyway?

So what say you? What songs did you once love but you’d be less than eager to blast them in your whip today? See if you can co-sign The Champ’s below…

-Love & Light… CB Radio


As a person who came of age in what I consider to be the golden age of rap—1993 to 1999—I’m personally offended that “music” created by something called a “Chief Keef” or a “Kreashawn” could even be listed under the same genre that produced “Only Built 4 Cuban Linx.” and “Things Fall Apart.” The music created by these people is nothing but an example of the gradual devolution of hip-hop culture, a stark example of our regression from “wanting to do right” to “intentional ratchetness.”

I’m also full of sh*t.

I was reminded of this fact while at my parents’s house a couple days ago. I was in their basement, looking for an old book, when I came across a few dusty cassettes I listened to in high school. There was the High School High soundtrack, a DJ Clue mixtape, Redman’s “Muddy Waters” (still a great listen, btw), and…Crucial Conflict. Yes, that Crucial Conflict. The “Heeeeeey, in the middle of the barn” Crucial Conflict.

Amazingly, my self-righteous nostalgia for 90′s hip-hop—real music listened to by real people—somehow allowed me to forget that among the Wu-Tangs and the Tupacs were groups such as Crucial Conflict that I also would listen to every now and then.

With this in mind, here are a few more songs we also tend to conveniently “forget” that we used to love

1. “Thong Song”— Sisqo

Laugh now at the name Sisqo, the image that the name Sisqo brings to your mind, the “Thong Song,” and the fact that I know people (“people” = “me”) who thought “Dru Hill” was one person until seeing one of their videos for the first time, there was a two to four month span when “Thong Song” wasn’t just the hottest song in the country, it was one of the biggest club songs ever. You’d be hard-pressed to find another track that made people sprint to the dance floor the way “Thong Song” did when it was hot.

Then, it was like Black America suddenly and collectively decided“Wait, this song is wack, and Sisqo, um, needs more people” and it was never, ever, ever, ever heard again.

2. “Oh Boy” Cam’Ron feat. Juelz Santana

Although Cam’Ron had already made waves on the mixtape/NYC radio circuit—and had already released a surprisingly underrated album—”Oh Boy” was his first track that made people think “Hmmm. This guy may actually sell some records some day.” Unfortunately, Killa Cam’s most popular song also happened to be his worst, as this is the track where him and Juelz first debuted their annoying (but admittedly lucrative) habit of rhyming the exact same word for an entire verse.

3. Addams Groove” MC Hammer

I know including MC Hammer on this list is low-hanging fruit hanging off of another piece of low-hanging fruit. MC Hammer was extremelypopular, and saw his popularity plummet almost as quickly as it rose. I even feel (kinda) bad including him on this list. But, when remembering how happy I was to receive the Addams Family soundtrack as a birthday gift just because it had “Addams Groove” on it (I know you remember this song. “They do want they want to do, say what they want to say…” You remember it now, right? Right?), leaving it off just wouldn’t be fair to anyone, including MC Hammer.

4. “Getto Jam” Domino

It’s been almost 20 years since this song was first released, and I’m still not sure if Domino was rapping or singing. I am sure, though, that the single went gold, made everyone in Pittsburgh want to move to LA, and was soon followed by the equally perplexing “Sweet Potato Pie.”

5. “Chi-Chi Man” — T.O.K.

This song was undoubtedly the biggest dancehall reggae track in 2001 and 2002. Actually, forget the disclaimer. it was one of the hottest songs,period. People—myself included—would walk around campus humming the lyrics, reciting “my crew, my dogs” while at the cafeteria or waiting for the campus shuttle. You’d hear it on the radio, in cars, and blaring from dormitory speakers Friday and Saturday nights. It held the de facto “stop everything and rush to the dancefloor” title for at least three months in 2001, edging out “Superwoman (Pt.II).”

“Chi-Chi Man” is also maybe the most hateful, vile, and dangerous popular song…ever. (No, seriously. I dare you to find a song that made the radio with lyrics as evil as “Chi-Chi Man’s” were.) The song contains an unambiguous message that gay men should be burned alive. I wasn’t made aware of this until years later, and I doubt most others in love with the infectious hook and upbeat verses actually knew what the hell they were talking about.

I guess we had a good reason to “forget” about this one.

2013… how does it feel?


So, you know what you want to do in the new year… You know where you want to go… but do you know how you want to feel in 2013?

I must admit that in terms of goals, new year’s resolutions and the like I’ve never thought about my life from that angle until reading this great article by GG Renee over at All the Many Layers. In the article she writes:

“Think about how you want to feel. Don’t worry about specific outcomes. How do you want to feel about your work? Your mate? Your finances? What about your health? Your personal development & growth? Even think about how you want to feel about your body, your wardrobe and your hair. By evoking the feelings you want to feel, you’ll create the environment for those things to manifest.”

Me, I want to feel SECURE in knowing that my decisions aren’t inherently right or wrong, good or bad. Every decision I make, even a so-called bad one, has the potential to be a lesson learned which can only make me wiser should I allow myself to be taught.

I want to feel WORTHY of the good things, people, and opportunities that come my way. Sometimes we let guilt, self-pity, or doubt obstruct our vision of the beautiful view God bestows upon us. If He saw fit for the good to be… it must be. Thank Him and keep it moving!

I want to feel BEAUTIFUL when I look in the mirror but not from first glance aesthetics. Because every kink and curl of my hair does its own thing… and that’s fine by me. Because every accessory or article of clothing I own makes me feel PROUD to wear it. Because every slight indication of age reminds me that I’ve been blessed and favored to see a new day.

I want to feel HEALTHY… Point. Blank. And the period. :)

I want to feel BOLD in my pursuit of further self-discovery and COMFORTABLE enough to do so with criticism and without validation no matter who decides (or decides not) to rock out with me.

I could go on but I’d like to know a little bit about how you want to feel. What people, things, sounds, or places can make you feel that way?

This song always makes me feel… FREE! Check it out!

“Oooh, baby, let’s take life’s highway.

It’s automatically yours and my way.

No road is too rough to travel.

We’ll walk barefoot on life’s gravel”

Bilal – “Free”

just like music…

The Sugar Shack

The other night a friend of mine invited me to a birthday party she was going to and not having much of a nightlife lately I decided that I needed to ummm… ahem… get my life. The venue was modern and sleek. The crowd was a group of what is now sometimes known as urban intellectuals, if you will. And the DJ… saved my life with a song… or several.

It made me remember just how good music and good vibes can make you forget about all that is wrong in this world – in your world… if only for a little while. Music can call back the memory of a certain time and place or feeling that you thought had since been tucked away in the far crevices of your mind just by the first beat drop or the first few chords.

But it’s also like a native language; a common denominator. It’s sometimes the glue that binds together life experiences, decades, and generations. It’s infectious…

Don’t believe me? Let’s play a little game of call and response, shall we? Imagine you’re at your favorite club, bar, lounge, party, barbecue, reunion… you get the picture… and someone grabs a mic at random and says one of the following:

  • “Ayyyyyy…. YO!!” You say ______!
  • “Hold up!!” You say_________!
  • “La di da di…” You say _____________!
  • “Can I kick it?!” You say ___________!

Talib Kweli asking the crowd to get louder!

How many blanks were you able to fill in? All of them? None of them? I banish you to a muscial “time out” in the corner. Any emcee or DJ worth his or her turntables knows that any of the above will warrant an instant and unanimous reply from the crowd. This is for the very same reason that it seems like everyone in the room simultaneously and almost instinctively hovers to the ground when they hear “engine, engine number 9… on the New York transit line… if my train goes off the track…” and then slowly rises to a fever pitch as they hear and chant “_____, _____, _____!” (Did you fill in that one?) It’s for the same reason everyone feels the sudden urge to do a soul clap when they hear SoHo’s “Hot Music”. It’s why Will Smith (Fresh Prince) and Doug E. Fresh were recently still able to have the crowd rockin’ with them.

Music has the power to unite. It has the ability to transcend boundaries. It can rehash old memories and make new ones at the same time… Most importantly… music just feels so good.

“Music is my heart and soul… more precious than gold.”


-Love & Light… CB Radio

What about you…? What does music mean to you? What’s your favorite “call and response”? What song always makes you smile? What’s your favorite memory brought back by a particular song?

blog love – be


The Blog Love featured here is a poem by Muze at Because I’m Write. I’d usually insert some sort of introduction here, but here I feel there is no introduction needed… How about a round of poetry snaps??

Love & Light… CB Radio


Posted on August 5, 2011 by 

a dozen ways to Live,
we taught each other how to breathe
without oxygen
oxymoronic collaborations of genius
we crafted,
between stained fingers and intertwined strands
of lust and Love…
coasting on intangible planes of Pure.

not meant for consumption
yet you ate off my plate of afflicted beautiful
like your last meal was at stake
i fed you spoonfuls of consistent inconsistency…
washed your tongue with my words,
smiling in the moments when our palates met gracefully.

imperfected flawlessly, we reached
so far beyond any planet or star, we named this Abyss
sealed with a kiss of wrists when i lay lazily across your midriff
and not meant to rhyme but reason escaped, so Be was let Be.