Last Drop Of Summer...

Wrote some newness with Storm Diesel amidst the humidity (Peep my new vinyl Dunks!!!)

Over this guy's track....

Drank one too many of these (very good, might I add)...

Which sent me home looking like this...

Big ups to DJ Save's late night barbeque styles....And the Nysto, Cuddy, ChrisUno Chronic Salad that is probably mostly to blame for my early disappearance in going home....I think I might not be able to hang anymore in my old age.....

Peace.

R.I.P. The Cas Chamber

This is the transitional Cas Chamber all boxed up and ready to exit The Cheap Watch Tower that has been our apartment for the past 8 to 9 years....So long New BedRock...the Gawd awful place of my birth...The place where my daughter has spent the 1st 2 years of her life, where my girl became my wife...As of the 27th of this month, I will be a returning resident of Wareham (BroHam/SquareHam) home of the stagnant and stereotypical....I'ma have to get used to crickets, owls, and odd small mammals in the yard as opposed to loud sirens, loud vagrants, loud car systems, the worst intersection in all of SouthEastern Ma, and our beloved PAACA building across the street that houses NA & AA evening meetings....
But fear not yall, a newly constructed adult Cas Chamber is in the works thanks to my muhf*ckin man Obama and his 1st time home buyers tax credit stimulus....
I have multiple points of access to the internet, so my blog contributions will most likely not suffer, but I sure got some man sized sh!t to deal with for the next who knows how long amount of time....
The ill thing is, my current solo project isn't taking much of a backseat due to my hectic time management steez of right now...But that's just how I do....
Kiddies, get ready to go back to Academia...so long short shorts and strong stems...I mean, it's hot as hell right now, but summer time soon end....
Back to the Burbs with my ass....
R.I.P. to a sanctuary that housed my extensive music collection, my Michael Jordan shrine of sorts, and an all around comfy cool out spot that I've written most of music within....
You shall live again.
Peace.

You better be good yo!!!

Fab Melo.... 7 foot tall Brazilian.... And you're about to play for Boheim up at 'Cuse.....
Fabricio de Melo, that is, Portuguese speakin', soccer playin', Florida High School attendin'....
You got big shoes to fill even though Jonny's shoe size is probably way smaller than yours.....
Sure gettin' enough press though.
Make it happen, captain.

Augustus Ceaser Roll....

We are tongue biting strong right about now....
Here's some positives...
Strong work has been begining to be put in on this:

My kicks stay superior (By the way, I had these 2 weeks before release)

Protown Records has now gone t shirt (Cop one from ya favorite Beat Bah inhabitant. We did!)

When in doubt....Smoke out.

We'll be back, maybe.