They say, “Conscious when are you gonna release a project? Why don’t you do this, do that?” I say… “Leave me alone. ”
October 1st I’m releasing something interesting. Probably not so comfortable for people looking for an LP full of songs with choruses and verses filled with not much heart. This is a project meant for certain ears and I realize it. I hope you listen and it either makes you uncomfortable or you’re totally engaged with the material. If neither of those happens then well… I just hope one of the two does.
You’re gonna have to take a leap of faith folks. Only releasing one of the tracks to be heard. Way back when all you got were the singles. And there are no ‘singles’ on this record. Unless you went to the store and stood up and listened to the entire album, you didn’t hear the entire album. There’s art and lyrics with each ‘song. there will be video packed with you download. Look I have an extra 300mb of space to give you a very interesting experience that should travel with you from your comp to your phones to possibly your hi-fi system. j/k.
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It is my challenge to navigate this percieved reality as a ‘black’ man daily, for it is assumed I am a threat to ‘all’ of the people who I encounter. For me it isn’t simply a maze of avoiding confrontation with law enforcement and would be Zimmermans. That’s what all the conversations are typically about. A gloomy, hate and fearful cloud of rape culture ideology hangs above my head as well. But I am not a predator. I realize that on every space on this planet though that I would not be prejudged and perceived as a threat. Thing is, I live in America. I live in New York the city that never sleeps. I over-stand it. I am not upset. But I am not the average ‘black’ man who as well is not a threat. I sympathize with him. There’s a pain that lives inside of many ‘black’ men. I’m fortunate to not suffer from this pain but recognize that it does exist. The matter at hand is that far too many people who are not ‘black’ men fail to acknowledge that possibility that what I described even exists.
I appreciate all the ladies that I encounter each day who speak to ‘me’ first (and I’m talkin when I’m fully bearded out, not shaped up and ready for a wedding.) Treat me nicely, proving that not all women walk around afraid of men. ‘Black’ men. I am grateful for that. It aides my challenge. Makes me smile.
I had to pull it back. Was thinking about how easily you can get ‘trapped’ in this ‘virtual’ space. Art needs to happen in person. I’m getting ready to be in the street often, like I should have been 2-3 years ago. I need to show my face and converse with people again. I’m net savvy but my strength stems from organic communication up close and personal. My influence in positioning art in areas to be scene, whether it be wheat posted pieces or live painting at a gallery. It’s time for me to show and prove more of what I’ve been holding on to. (I encourage any of you reading this and holding back for whatever reason to do the same.) Time for me to be more visual. To be more focused on sharing what I create. See you in the streets.
If you wanna put some currency energy toward ?#?theconsciosuness? feel free. $1 or $10,000 no amount is too small or too large. Energy is energy and it’s all appreciated.
I’m sitting here with a few Ol’ Dirty Basquiat limited edition shirts left in stock. Thinking about the next design and some more art. If you haven’t ordered yours now would be a good time because they’ll be gone. Visit eklektic.storenvy.com