*Disclaimer: I wrote this about a month ago while playing my grandfather's old blues records on a record player with a glass of scotch in my left hand. If you follow me on twitter look at my tweets around the 15th of July. I haven't looked at it since and besides a spell check no editing has been performed on this post. You have been warned*

Blues guitar solos are the musical manifestations of sex. I tweeted that statement maybe 10 minutes ago but I’ve already changed my mind. Blues guitar solos are the musical manifestations of GREAT sex. You ever listen to Stevie Ray Vaughan and Albert King’s Blues At Sunrise? It’s a 15-minute song that builds to one of the most heartfelt, soulful, and passionate climaxes that I’ve ever heard on a blues song. The first 3 minutes of the song focus on the guitar and the drums telling their own story about love and heartbreak, fire and ice. It entices you and brings you into the story that you instinctually create that just so happens to mirror exactly what you have going on at that very moment in your life. Whether its about sexual frustration and you imagine each stroke of the guitar string to be you being teased to the point of quivering at the same tempo he’s playing or you imagine your lover and the song becomes a soundtrack to the last time you touched and where it led. Blues is all about feeling and losing yourself in the music and allowing it to take you over without you needing to say a word. Now isn’t that the perfect lover? The one who knows exactly which buttons to push and when without asking or saying much? 

 

I’ve never played an instrument and I don’t know much about the technical jargon that would allow me to better explain blues to you, but I know what I like and I know what I feel. A great blues guitar player always strikes a chord within me and makes me feel something different than what I’m used to. Before I even knew about sex and listened to my first blues song, I remember thinking that every chord that was played, every key that was stroked, and every stick that came crashing down on the drum set made me want to get up and move. Not necessarily move as in dancing, but I had to get up and do something. You ever listen to music that refused to allow you to sit still? It’s almost as if the blues artist were sirens calling me to come closer and open myself up to this pure emotion. If you’re happy, sad, angry, in love, out of love, ANYTHING, listen to a blues song and watch your emotion become elevated and compounded. Notice how the sounds will reverberate through your body and call you to act upon whatever you’re feeling or cause you to work through it. This is the essence of music. The blues knows that life is music with an ever-changing rhythm and you have to sing, sing and even dance, the downs along with the ups. When a good bluesman plays something, they don’t just play it or say it, they make you BELIEVE it. There's so much feeling in the notes and in the words. No matter what mood I’m in, I can lose myself in the music. I also think the blues are a better American 20^th century history book than the watered down stories they tell you in school. Those scratchy old delta records take you to that hot, grim plantation and make you feel what they were going through better than any paragraph a scholar could put together. 

The genius of the music is the improvisation. This is not something just any great guitarist can do. If you listen to a live muddy water performance of a song and compare it to the studio version the improvisation varies ever so slightly but just enough to let you know that he’s vibing to the crowd. I don’t know much about music, I was never a musician or professionally trained but what I do know is the structure of the 12 bar blues form. It’s the perfect blueprint to play, write, and improvise over. You have the I-IV-V chord structure and the 3-line verse, which includes two identical lines and a rhyming response. Rock and Roll, country, pop, bluegrass, and more have borrowed elements from this genre. If you look at the history of this music you’ll see that it’s uniquely American and has led to the creation of popular modern day music. So if you ask me why I love the blues I’ll tell you that I love the blues because at my core I’m an artist and I live to feel and that’s exactly what this genre of music allows me to without any inhibitions. Just feel.

I want to start off by apologizing for my recent lack in new postings. I had this grand plan to completely redo the website and make it eye catching and appealing but the moment I started talking to a blog designer I realized how convoluted everything was. I've seriously been winging it!

I know I want to talk about politics but I also know that I want to talk about social and lifestyle topics related to the city. I also want to have a watchdog like element to the blog where I'm informing my readers on injustices in the community. With that said, "Musings of a Mack" just doesn't work anymore. I need a new blog name and a new tagline. I have one in mind, but I'm not completely sold yet, and I want to make sure before I pay someone x amount of dollars to build my website around a title only for me to change my mind 3 months later.

What's Coming:

I plan on writing an "official" article on the Trayvon Martin rally that took place in DC and my thoughts and opinions on it, Hopefully I'll be able to obtain some high resolution pictures, but don't hold me to it!

I also plan on adding a Weekly Watchdog Post of all the things you should be paying attention to that the main stream media is currently overlooking. I'm thinking of adding this post every Monday. What do you think? Would Wednesday or Friday be better?

I'm also going to take on a personal challenge of hitting up every spot on the Washington City Paper's Best of DC 2012 list. And yes pictures will be taken!

Sooooo.....what do you think about the upcoming changes? If you have any ideas for the new name or what you want to see from me in the future please let me know!! :)

Just wanted to share this awe inspiring video of the greatest live performance I've ever seen. Let us not lose focus of the amazing gift Whitney shared with us all. She was truely blessed and every time she sang she blessed us all with her talents. Just beautiful....

1. Zimmerman called the police to report Martin’s “suspicious” behavior, which he described as “just walking around looking about.” Zimmerman was in his car when he saw Martin walking on the street. He called the police and said: “There’s a real suspicious guy. This guy looks like he’s up to no good, on drugs or something. It’s raining and he’s just walking around looking about… These a**holes always get away” [Orlando Sentinel]



2. Zimmerman pursued Martin against the explicit instructions of the police dispatcher:

Dispatcher: “Are you following him?”

Zimmerman: “Yeah”

Dispatcher: “OK, we don’t need you to do that.”

[Orlando Sentinel]



3. Prior to the release of the 911 tapes, Zimmerman’s father released a statement claiming “[a]t no time did George follow or confront Mr. Martin.” [Sun Sentinel]



4. Zimmerman was carrying a a 9 millimeter handgun. Martin was carrying a bag of Skittles and a can of iced tea. [ABC News]



5. Martin weighed 140 pounds. Zimmerman weighs 250 pounds. [Orlando Sentinel; WDBO]



6. Martin’s English teacher described him as “as an A and B student who majored in cheerfulness.” [Orlando Sentinel]



7. Martin had no criminal record. [New York Times]



8. Zimmerman “was charged in July 2005 with resisting arrest with violence and battery on an officer. The charges appear to have been dropped.” [Huffington Post]



9. Zimmerman called the police 46 times since Jan. 1, 2011. [Miami Herald]



10. According to neighbors, Zimmerman was “fixated on crime and focused on young, black males.” [Miami Herald]



11. Zimmerman “had been the subject of complaints by neighbors in his gated community for aggressive tactics” [Huffington Post]



12. A police officer “corrected” a key witness. “The officer told the witness, a long-time teacher, it was Zimmerman who cried for help, said the witness. ABC News has spoken to the teacher and she confirmed that the officer corrected her when she said she heard the teenager shout for help.” [ABC News]



13. Three witnesses say they heard a boy cry for help before a shot was fired. “Three witnesses contacted by The Miami Herald say they saw or heard the moments before and after the Miami Gardens teenager’s killing. All three said they heard the last howl for help from a despondent boy.” [Miami Herald]




14. The officer in charge of the crime scene also received criticism in 2010 when he initially failed to arrest a lieutenant’s son who was videotaped attacking a homeless black man. [New York Times]



15. The police did not test Zimmerman for drugs or alcohol. A law enforcement expert told ABC that Zimmerman sounds intoxicated on the 911 tapes. Drug and alcohol testing is “standard procedure in most homicide investigations.” [ABC News]

The Martin case had been turned over to the Seminole County State Attorney’s Office. Martin’s family has asked for the FBI to investigate.
 
Information provided by HappyLiberal regarding his 5 Day Suspension, everything else was received in a chain email, if you know the original news source please let me know!...Thanks!
 
On that 5 day suspension smear.... here is what his teacher had to say...


http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/os-trayvon-martin-shooting-tension-20120317,0,3347110.story

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"He was extremely creative," said Michelle Kypriss, Trayvon's English teacher at Dr. Michael M. Krop Senior High School in Miami. "He just loved building things. He really was intrigued by how things worked."



She described Trayvon, a junior, as an A and B student who majored in cheerfulness.


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Trayvon was under a five-day suspension when he was shot that Sunday night, but Kypriss said it was due to tardiness and not misbehavior.



"Trayvon was not a violent or dangerous child. He was not known for misbehaving," the teacher said. "He was suspended because he was late too many times."


His favorite subject was math. He wanted to major in engineering and eventually become a pilot. He was attending aviation school part-time.

I was going to write on the newly passed VA abortion law but I didn’t feel like doing all the research this morning so I settled on Peyton Manning. Yes seemingly polar opposite topics as one affects real people and their freedoms and the other is about a rich man from a rich family that doesn’t even need this job. Despite the perceived shallowness of this topic, I’m standing firm and am going to talk about what Peyton Manning has taught us.

Disclaimer: I do fantastically well in my fantasy football leagues, always making it to the championship round and maintaining the number 1 position in my division. Not that that matters but I don’t want to hear any shit. Please and thank you. :)

Peyton is the son of former NFL QB Archie Manning and the older brother of current NFL QB Eli Manning. He is part of the Manning dynasty and I’m sure he’s been shitting football shaped turds since birth. During college he led the University of Tennessee to the 1997 SEC Championship his senior year and in 1998 he was the 1st overall draft pick by the Indianapolis Colts. He has won a record four league most valuable player awards was the most valuable player of Super Bowl XLI, has been named to eleven Pro Bowls, has eleven 4,000-yard passing seasons (including a record six straight), and is the Indianapolis Colts' all-time leader in passing yards (54,828) and touchdown passes (399). In 2009, he was named the best player in the NFL and Fox Sports along with Sports Illustrated named him the NFL player of the decade of the 2000s. Unfortunately in 2011 he had two neck surgeries which resulted in him missing an entire season and now he’s cut from the Colts and a free agent.

Some people are upset feeling that he deserved to retire as a Colt, or the Colts owed him another season to prove himself. Others are saying it’s just business. IMO it is and always has been just business. In the NFL they don’t really care about these players, it’s always about what can you do for me? In the real world your company only cares about you for as long as you’re keeping their profit margin high. You miss a year of work because you got cancer, do you really think they’re going to keep you on their payroll? Everyone is replaceable! The first big lesson I learned about applying for jobs is that no one cares about why you want to work for them. They care about why you should work for them. Why should they hire you? What can you offer? If you think your job is secure look at Peyton Manning’s stats, family history, reputation, and work ethic. Never been in trouble always the golden boy. Plenty of sponsorships and Colts fans adored him! It’s called business not friendship.

So, let this serve as a reminder to all of you thinking that your jobs are secure and all is well in lala land…keep 3-4 months of living expenses stashed somewhere just in case because you never know what could happen. Nobody is in business to hand out lollipops and pacifiers….NOBODY.


P.S: Peyton has already been contacted by 12 teams including the Broncos (uh uh Tebow!)…so unless he goes to the Redskins he should be fine. :)

*GASP* I know, I know people…just relax and let me explain. I know what you’re thinking. How could Ms_MaryMack possibly one of the most liberal people I know suggest that Black people support the Republicans…especially during election season! Well let me tell you, I’ve always erred on the side of the somewhat unethical Machiavelli when it comes to politics. The end justifies the means. Let’s be frank, Obama doesn’t have a Black Agenda. He has a Homosexual Agenda and a Hispanic Agenda but he didn’t feel one was necessary for Black people. Honestly, I don’t blame him or any other candidate for any office for not having a black agenda. Why? The simplest answer is because Black people don’t vote. Not in primaries, not if it’s raining, not if we can’t run our errands after work, not if it’s too inconvenient. Given there are very valid cases out there regarding what appear to be government officials trying to deter people in darker communities from voting by having long lines due to severely overcrowded voting stations, weird hours, and so on. But let’s put these “unicorn” cases to the side and discuss the real issue.


I always thought Black people that didn’t vote had to be uneducated, lower socioeconomic people that were completely disillusioned by the system because of the hard life they had. Then I started meeting ex-military people, accountants, engineers, and so on that say they don’t see a point in voting. My thought is how you, as a college educated individual who learned about the civil rights movement and know about the struggles of your people just decide it doesn’t matter and not do it?

I’m trying to keep this short so let me cut to the chase. Democrats know that black people don’t vote, but they also know that when we do vote most of us are voting for them, especially black women. You ever see any presidential debates where they ask questions that are targeted towards black women? I don’t. You ever see any campaign ads that reach out to us? I don’t see these ads and I don’t see these ads because the Democrats know I’m in their back pocket. They don’t cater their policies or initiatives towards us because we don’t keep them in office. We are not a strong base and any career politician would be foolish to focus on improving or addressing any black issues.

Now you’re probably thinking the Republicans aren’t any better than the Democrats, and you are correct. The things they say sometimes are so ass backwards that I’m often stumped by their audacity. Anyone see the government official caught on camera saying he was going home to eat a taco, after a reporter asked him what was he was going to do for Latinos? So trust me, registering as a Republican isn’t to help the Republican Party it’s to help make both parties take us seriously.

If 50% of the black people that registered Democrat switch over to Republican, both Republicans and Democrats would HAVE to take notice. The Republicans would see this is a potential way to guarantee they become the ruling party since they wouldn’t have to worry about the black vote being what tips the scale in favor of the democrats. The Democrats would have to develop a specific agenda directly solely towards us in order to win us back and keep the ones they have. Are you following me now?

After vetting the candidates, I feel like Newt and Santorum are pricks, Romney is a threat to Obama and faking during the debates (I don’t like liars), and Paul is a great guy but most of the things he talks about he can’t change. So I’m going to stick with Obama. Now, I don’t want Obama to go against Romney. I’d rather it be Newt or Santorum. So if every black person registered as a Republican now they could go and vote for the best candidate to give Barack the best chance of winning and in turn we would get more attention from both parties that we are a group of people who are not to be ignored.

So this is just one step or idea in my plan for world domination…what do you think?

That's what they should have told me the moment I set my bags down in D.C. Welcome to the muthafuckin jungle! Sink or swim bitch! Actually that's what they should have told me the moment I crossed the stage for graduation. "Congratulations on busting your ass these past four years. Now strap in because it's going to be a bumpy ride and don't forget about Sallie because she won't forget about you." A week after graduating college I received a job offer to work in Rosslyn at an advisory services board. Nevermind the fact that I went to school and majored in Communications I was looking for a J-O-B. And honestly the best advice I can give to any recent graduate is to apply, apply, apply but don't be afraid to step outside the box because sometimes all you need is a foot in the door and a paycheck. You have to earn your stripes people!

When I first moved to the big city...which has grown incredibly small this past year and prompted me to reconsider what qualifies an overly crowded area to be a city. For example: Greensboro, NC is a suburb with a lot of people while Richmond, VA is a big suburb with a lot of guns. Washington, DC is a metropolitan area that's full of a lot of people, a lot of guns, and a lot of crackheads on Florida Ave with a healthy dose of drag queens for flair. Regardless of how you rank DC on the scale of cities (if you're a NY'er please spare me because everyone knows you have the greatest city in the world, just ask a NY'er) when I moved here after being in Elon, NC for four years it was overwhelming and I had several emotional breakdowns during my first 6 months.
Not having your mother to hold you or tell you she loves you right after your boss bitches you out can be a sobering thought. Regardless of how strong you think you are, not having your boyfriend or best friends to rally around you and cheer you up after you get lost in the city, or almost hit a biker, or get YET ANOTHER parking ticket. However a year later, I have new besties, a second job where I'm the boss and can bitch people out (but deal with a whole new set of problems), a new wardrobe (shout-out to all my HU friends for rubbing their stylish ways off on me), a new GPS, and a handy dandy metro card.

I don't know why things work out the way they do, I don't know why I moved to DC by myself 3 weeks after graduating not knowing a soul, or why I was able to meet the amazing people who have grown to become part of my family. But I do know that sometimes a little trek through the wild is all you need. Things get tough, life gets hard, and you'll get lonely. YES YOU WILL GET LONELY...if you're lucky. While that may not seem so lucky to you, in all actuality me feeling alone gave me a big wake-up call. I'm the only person responsible for me and my happiness and my success or failures. I can get lonely and sad and cry and pack up and move back home to my parents house or I can say I'm gonna make a spear out of this tree branch that just hit me on the head and go gut the next person that gets in my way!

Most people I graduated with either went on to graduate school or moved in with their parents or a family member. I didn't have that luxury. I moved into a 450 sq ft studio apartment in what I lovingly refer to as the Little Tijuana of Northern Virginia. I had a bed, a tv, a entertainment center, a kitchen, a closet, and a bathroom. No sofa or seating but if you wanted to come visit I had a desk chair you could get comfortable in. It wasn't anything fancy but it was mine. Long story short, I look back on my first year in the city and I wonder why didn't I just go home? I had every reason to, but I'm glad I didn't because it was the first step in making me the person I want to be. I think it goes without saying but you learn a lot of things about yourself, life, and other people when you're independent and on your own for the first time. Fortunately, I learned to like and appreciate a lot of things about myself that I didn't before. I'm not saying that I'm perfect or where I want to be but this was without a doubt the biggest learning experience I've had in my young adult life.

In Bali, the coming of age ceremony is supposed to take place after a girl's first menstrual period or a boy's voice breaks. The upper canines are filed down slightly to symbolize the effacing of the individual's "wild" nature. In the rite of initiation of Baka Pygmies, the Spirit of the Forest ritually kills the boys to propitiate their rebirth as men. Now, Sweet 16 Party aside I really think the U.S coming of age ceremony is the moment your parents help you unpack your belongs at your first apartment, knowing that every single bill in that place is in your name. You will struggle and fall on your derriere a few times but you'll get back up and at some point you'll come back home to your parents with your metaphorical canines slightly filed and some of your more young impetuous ways buried 6 feet under. You live, you learn, and you conquor and then you start wearing your big girl panties and the world becomes just a little bit better.