This is an extemely sad day. We have lost one of the greatest producers of all time, period. That fact is not even up for debate. For us fans and for those that were lucky enough to know Dilla, this is a tough pill to swallow. What makes it worse is knowing that the majority of the hip hop world will not mourn this loss like those in our community. We can only hope that one day the world will know his music the way die hard Dilla fans do, and he will posthumously recieve the respect and admiration that his influence commands. RIP Dilla Dog.
James Yancey passed around 8:00 this morning in Los Angeles, California. His latest album, Donuts, was released earlier this week.
Boy oh boy. Another week, another Tuesday. Since when did my weeks become so long yet so short? Long, in terms that the weekend is a stretch; short, in terms of not getting to do a lot of stuff that I’d want to get done, or started with. I’m telling you, it’s all a conspiracy. Something is messing up our time on this great Earth. It seems to happen after high-school.
But alas, nothing like a nice game of bowling to take your worries away. Although a “peaceful” sport, you can get more stressed out just trying to knock two pins (a split) over one. And we thought we got “simplicity” figured out. What does the value “less is more” hold in this game? Nada.
Oh boy. Bowling. A game you think you know, but you have no idea.
As I was walking from the Transbay Terminal to work, it dawned upon me that for the past week instead of tuning in to the hundreds of songs in my iPod, I found myself attentively listening to Dan Brown’s The Da Vinci Code. I recall buying the book a bit after watching the final chapter of The Matrix — Revolutions years ago.
After the midnight showing, as we were going back to our apartment, Cesar mentioned a relation of the ideas and symbolism that were described in The Da Vinci Code book, and of that in which he saw after experiencing The Matrix Trilogy. At first, I said, “are you on crack? It’s just a sci-fi flick that was written well and sprinkled with a lot of action scenes and well-integrated CG animation.” Well, it wasn’t necessarily those exact words but something along those lines.
Anyways, after that, I went to Costco the next day and bought a copy the book. A mere $15 for a hard-cover. I started reading it right away. Then, the endless wave of projects hit.
Fast-forward to now, about 2+ years later, I cracked open the book and saw that I was on Chapter 18. Not since recently, have I had the same enthusiasm to finally read the whole darn thing. Meanwhile, this past weekend, I came upon an audiobook version of it and synched it with my iPod. From there on, it’s nothing but the bus, the walk, the iPod and the narrator.
From my mind to yours, it makes me sad when I hear my friends read this book within the span of 2 days. So sad.
M.I.A. (aka. Maya Arulpragasam) will be in SF this week. She’ll be over at the Virgin Megastore doing an in-store performance and signing this Wednesday, October 5th at 6pm. Hope to catch that and get some picks of her in action.