On the turntables and phonographs on the right side of the ring we have the terrible, the tenacious turntable titans known as “The Fantastic Phono Freaks”. Live and direct, one time for your mind six tables rocking all at once. The freaks throw all kinds of sounds, hooks, and jabs. They cut with style, passion, finesse, and grace. In a wild display of old and new, the crew cued up records and turned the volume up to 10. With hand held tables, marching decks, an old phonograph, a killer sound system, and two custom 1200’s the crew was loud!
Adjust your ears, on the left side of the ring we have the royal, regal, and ready to rock ensemble known as the “Gye Nyame State University” marching band. 1st squadron. With crisp chimes, booming bass, horns that rattle, drums that shred, and leadership that strikes hard the band shows off. Striking, blowin’, and smacking like a wrestling match of robots and animals.
Although both groups came to the ring that day to settle a score, there was no victory that day. Just a warm sunset at the courts where all kinds of people came to sit on the bleachers, hold signs,cheer, and bare witness to an incredible competition of sound, technique, and bass”.
-Rob Trujillo
More “On the process” of painting this…here
Disclaimer: I wrote this as a HW assignment and is written to give context to the instructor, cant remember who he/she was. But read the rest here.
One of my best movie experiences
There’s a lot of movie experiences I’ve had in my life that were memorable. I’ve always loved films because my mother and father loved films, especially anything that was heavy in narrative and fantasy. But one particular experience that sticks out is when I went to see Batman Returns in 1992. I was about twelve years old at the time and my big cousin Mook had planned going to go see it.
He was as big a movie fanatic as I was. Actually we shared an appreciation for many things such as music too. But this film was an experience because of three basic things: the journey, the scope, and the relationship I had with my cousin. But first a little background on the city.
In the San Francisco bay area there were historic sites that gave you a very nostalgic look back into history, much like New York. The city was officially founded around the mid 1800’s. The Ohlone and Miwok indigenous tribes were murdered and run off their lands starting in the mid 1500’s, but it wasn’t until the establishment of the Mission’s by the Spanish, the gold rush that gave way to the “Forty Niners”, where thousands of European settler’s moved out west to strike it rich in gold, a huge recruitment of Chinese immigrants to build the railroad that really started to bring people there………..