A Lesson From Dad

The immediate family and I spent Mothers Day with my Grandmother and other family members in North West London. On the way we were listening to the radio and having our customary driving debate; I drive too fast, mum too slow and my dad is a better driver than the Stig!

After i had enough of arguing with my dad about who was the better driver we got onto the topic of me not going to see Erykah Badu last year or Musiq Soulchild who was playing at the Indigo2 later that night. With everyone knowing that both Erykah and Musiq are my favourite artists by a long stretch my Dad didnt know what was stopping me from going to see them both. I explained that I couldn't go as my partner in crime was out of the country. He looked at me and smiled while rubbing my back. A sort of understanding/heartfelt pat on the back...

Literally 10 minutes later my Mums mobile rang then Musiq's latest single So Beautiful played on the radio. Dad had heard the first verse and turned the volume down. He whispered 'Son, have you got this song at home' I looked at him confused at why this big old man is whispering to me and said 'Yeah'! He smiled and said 'Thats good son'. I had no idea what the old man was up too!

I had the tune on my Blackberry and had planned to send it to my partner in crime but the bloody thing wouldn't send...pissed!

Got to my Nan's and had dinner with the rest of the fam which was really nice. Relaxed, caught lots of joke and reminisced on years gone by with my cousins.

Fast forward to driving home & pulling up to my house, the old man pulls me aside and tells me to put the tune on a CD and give it to him. Although confused at why the old man was so eager i went upstairs and did as he requested. Back downstairs i gave my Dad the CD. He popped it in the CD player then pulled Mum into the front room and pressed play, walked over to her with his swagger intact, pulled her by the hand and thanked her for being a wonderful mother to his kids.

I'm not gonna lie, I was sick in the mouth for a hot minute until i saw how after 36 years of marriage they were definitely still in love!

I made sure i sent the tune to my partner in crime. The 22nd March wasn't just a special day for Mothers in the UK...

Digi Cam Cleansing

Loads of pics on my camera that i forgot all about...

Fun times!

A new year...

Firstly Happy New Year! Sorry for the lateness of this post but my minds been occupied with resolutions and blueprints for potential success this year!

Speaking to the team over the holiday season has made me feel that after an '08 that was largely a year to forget (the current recession, huge unemployment figures, losing wollies), '09 is the year to make a change and strive for success. 

With regards to the blog, you'll see more of the team contributing (more of the fam are gonna stop talking about posting and actually contribute)!

So, good times ahead!

Be like me and believe in Yazz - The Only Way Is Up!

Saturday night hustle...

So me and members of my family tree went to a dance on saturday held at the ICA London. We got there about 12:30 and the queue was pretty big. The queue consisted of your typical 90's hip hop and indie types....well sort of. One of the female bouncers was on some hype talking bout we all have to wait till 2am until they'll be letting people in (the dance ended at 3am, there was no way I was gonna wait till 2am). Slowly but surely, people in front of us started to leave the queue, obviously feeling that free entry to a dance in london that's bangin out hip hop aint something to stick around for! I really didn't mind though cos we started to get closer to the door so we knew it was only gonna be a matter of time before we got in. The bouncers started letting people in on the basis of 1 in, 1 out and as we where at the door, the bouncers wrapped up some yout who was a little worse for wear whose 2 friends followed - we were in! Walked in to the sounds of some nostalgic ol'skool hip hop and was greeted by a familiar face. The crowd looked like they where having fun so we got straight too it and joined in. The dance was pretty good. They had a cool photo booth with the resulting photo being shown on a wall via a projector. They had house party also being played for everyone to watch but by the time we got in there it was finishing (pissed that I missed the dance off scene). After a few drinks and nuff skaning the night was drawing to a close. The last tune of the night was Boyz II Men - End of the road - that's when we knew it was time to bounce!

After saying our goodbyes to the faces we knew, we started saying hello to faces we didn't, notably a tall lady whose name I won't mention! After a little small talk (no pun intended) she started talking to my boy on some sizeism tip - she wanted some rizla but was mocking his height (I swear this chick is my height - I'm 6ft 3)! He wasn't having it obviously but kinda let her feel like she won the war.....minutes later we saw the young lady that suffered from giantism flat on her back....my boy couldn't contain himself.....ok, none of us could.

All in all, a good, night especially in the times of our current financial crisis.

I need to go out to more dances like this, although in fairness these are the only sort of dances that I have been attending in the last 3 months....I'm starting to miss and feel out of touch with funky house.

Pics from the dance can be found here

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