Photo of The Day

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StyleWars

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Two loves I have hip hop and graffiti fused in to one documentary. The origin of these two art forms brought into fruition and discussed amongst legends during the time. I just finished watching it and I would like to share it. I hope you enjoy leave a comment let me know what you think about it.

No Re-runs

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Here are a few shows that don’t get rerun time these days. Its a lost part of history that should be aired but, isn’t.

Room 222 is an American comedy-drama television series produced by 20th Century Fox Television. The series aired on ABC from September 17, 1969, to January 11, 1974, for 112 episodes. The show was broadcast on Wednesday evenings at 9:00 PM (EST) for its first two seasons before settling into its best-known time slot of Friday evenings at 9:00 PM, following The Brady Bunch and The Partridge Family and preceding The Odd Couple and Love, American Style.

The Bill Cosby Show is an American situation comedy that aired for two seasons on NBC’s Sunday night schedule from 1969 until 1971, under the sponsorship of Procter & Gamble. There were 52 episodes made in the series. It marked Cosby’s first solo foray in television, after his co-starring role with Robert Culp in I Spy. The series also marked the first time an African American starred in his or her own eponymous comedy series.

Baby, I’m Back is an American sitcom that aired CBS from January to April 1978. The series stars former Sanford and Son star Demond Wilson (in his first role after that series’ cancellation), Room 222 alumna Denise Nicholas, Helen Martin, and future Facts of Life co-star Kim Fields.

Set in a middle-class African American neighborhood in Washington, D.C., the program revolved around the character Clifton Curtis (played by Clifton Davis), a man in his mid-20s who worked as a barber at Oscar’s Barber Shop, the family barber shop he had inherited from his late father. While Clifton enjoyed being a bachelor, his loving, but tart-tongued and opinionated mother Eloise “Mama” Curtis, played by Theresa Merritt, wanted him to settle down and find a nice wife.

What’s Happening!! is an American television sitcom that aired on ABC from August 5, 1976 to April 28, 1979. The show premiered as a summer series. With good ratings and reviews, and after the failure of several other shows on the network, What’s Happening!! returned in November 1976 as a weekly series. It remained a regular show until 1979; ratings were modest. What’s Happening!! was loosely based on the motion picture Cooley High, also written by Eric Monte.

 

Late Night Flick: Rockers

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Rockers is a 1978 yardie film shot in Jamaica by Theodoros Bafaloukos. Originally to be Rockers was a documentary but evolved into a full-length feature showing the culture of  reggae, characters and mannerisms are authentic.

Horsemouth, a drummer living in a ghetto of Kingston plans to make some extra money selling and distributing records. He buys a motorcycle to carry them to the sound systems around the island. The film starts as a loose interpretation of Vittorio de Sica’s The Bicycle Thief and turns into a reggae interpretation of the Robin Hood myth.

Who Will Survive In America

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Poem here says, Comment #1 uh Comment #2 is dynamite but Comment #1 is the one we decided to use here this evening because it makes a comment if you listen closely on what is now being advertised in East Harlem as the Rainbow Conspiracy a combination of the Students For A Democratic Society, the Black Panthers, and the Young Lords and this is my particular comment about that conspiracy, Comment #1.

The time is in the street you know. Us living as we do upside down. And the new word to have is revolution. People don’t even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel because God’s whole card has been thoroughly piqued. And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey. The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys. America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes. The signs of Truth were tattooed across our open ended vagina. We learned to our amazement untold tale of scandal. Two long centuries buried in the musty vault, hosed down daily with a gagging perfume. America was a bastard the illegitimate daughter of the mother country whose legs were then spread around the world and a rapist known as freedom, free doom. Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code names that preceded the bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling bubbling in the mother country’s crotch and behold a baby girl was born, nurtured by slave holders and whitey racists it grew and grew and grew screwing indiscriminately like mother like daughter everything unplagued by her madame mother. The present mocks us, good Black people with keen memories set fire to the bastards who ask us in a whisper to melt and integrate. Young, very young, teeny bopping revolt on weekend young dig by proxy what a mental ass kicking they receive through institutionalized everything and vomit up slogans to stay out of Vietnam. They seek to hide their relationship with the world’s prostitute alienating themselves from everything except dirt and money with long hair, grime, and dope to camo-hide the things that cannot be hidden. They become runaway children to walk the streets downtown with everyday Black people sitting on the curb crying because we know that they will go back home with a clear conscience and a college degree. The irony of it all, of course, is when a pale face SDS motherfucker dares look hurt when I tell him to go find his own revolution. He wonders why I tell him that America’s revolution will not be the melting pot but the toilet bowl. He is fighting for legalized smoke, or lower voting age, less lip from his generation gap and fucking in the street. Where is my parallel to that? All I want is a good home and a wife and a children and some food to feed them every night. Back goes pale face to basics. Does Little Orphan Annie have a natural? Do Sluggos kings make him a refugee from Mandingo? What does Webster say about soul? I say you silly chipe motherfucker, your great grandfather tied a ball and chain to my balls and bounced me through a cotton field while I lived in an unflushable toilet bowl and now you want me to help you overthrow what? The only Truth that can be delivered to a four year revolutionary with a whole card i.e. skin is this: fuck up what you can in the name of Piggy Wallace, Dickless Nixon, and Spiro Agnew. Leave brother Cleaver and Brother Malcolm alone please. After all is said and done build a new route to China if they’ll have you.

Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?

Gil Scott-Heron

“She Wants That Old Thing Back”

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Old school Hip Hop and Vintage Ralph Lauren how can you go wrong? I may have been born in 1989 and raised in the 90′s but everytime I throw on a Tribe record I feel like I was a 18 year old with a walkman on a graffiti covered train. I had to opportunity to visit Brooklyn Basement amd found a few gems and ideas for my new room up in Buffalo when school starts back.

International Stussy Tribe

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Discussions about street style usually have the tendencies to get out of hand! I sat down with my homie Paul after his summer session in Buffalo and his return to NYC. While playing some intense games of 2k street wear came up he is a huge fan of Mishka. I have been a fan of stussy probably since the 8th grade when I got into to the whole street wear scene.  Later on that day while coolin’ out with SoulOfMischief we notice during the Martin Marathon Stussy had made an appearance there as well. Nothing like a real brand making a name for itself.

The Real Don Dotta

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Reasearch can get you far in this life. When the news broke about the war occuring in Jamaica I figured this was the first time this had happened but, history truely does repeat itself.

“The Jamaican shower posses”, based predominantly in the New York City and Toronto, Canada, first being involved in drugs and gun-running in the early 1980s. It is widely claimed that the Jamaican posses are affiliated with Jamaican political parties, such as the Jamaica Labour Party and the People’s National Party.

The Fist is A Symbol for Black

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I ended up in a heated discussion about “Afro-American History” about a week ago while grabbing a bite at Chipotle. Black Power Salute at the Olympics was the topic up for discussion. I learned a lot about the event and just wanted to share it with you folks.

A Photographic Essay

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Since returning home my main focus is getting a job and finalizing my internship for the summer. After returning home yesterday from my day of job hunting. My pops left me a book he though I would be interested in.  “The Best of Life” basically showcasing different eras of our past in a photographic manner.