White Gold: Cash Rules Everything Around Me/C.R.E.A.M.

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Thursday, March 2, 2006

Cash Rules Everything Around Me/C.R.E.A.M.

Get the money, dolla, dolla bills y'all.

One of my favorite Wu-Tang lines. Cash, of course, rules nothing around us but plenty of folks actin like it do. It's gonna be a minute until we get as strong as our economy.

Speaking of which, I'm getting loaded. With recording gear. My next recordings are going to rule. I'm going to make sure I've got the real deal to record with. Just invested in a mic that can raise the hairs on your neck. That costs money. Magic costs money. Pixie dust costs money. White Gold costs money.

So as soon as you're tired of cheap art, please let me know. I'll hook you up. There are people driving Whitney Biennial artists' prices up around $100K. And none of em want a $120 book? I can't believe that.

It's also Lent and I'm wondering what to give up. I think TV, mainly because I want to learn how to integrate a day's energy quickly enough that by an hour after dinner and clean-up, I'm present and ready to be amorous and intimate. That takes some doing. And you've gotta head straight into it. Let it never be said that I didn't expect serious rewards in this life and the next for the sacrifices I've made. Now I'm immodest--it says in the bible to leave your piety for god. That if you try to get appreciated here on earth for it, you've already cashed that check. Better to get it in heaven. I think they're right.

But it's also time to let folks know that I gave up coffee, beer, smokes and sugar (and wheat, sarchasm, and a whole lot of other stuff for that matter) to have more fun. And it works. I have more fun now walking around on a semi-nice day than I used to have drinking and having sex. What's real is all I want. I know that's the only fun going.

I'm also looking back over the songs I did in my band in Seattle--VS Gut. They were good. It's funny how long it takes to appreciate your own efforts. That's why it's so hard to edit your self. They may demand release. I'm thinking--feeling--on it.

Get ready for Easter--get to be reborn.

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1 Comments:

  • At 12:36 PM, Anonymous Robert the homeless guy said…

    Yo E Now that I'm not on the wrong route. C.R.E.A,M's got me wit a sick ass crew goin all out.
    Love ya man. Keep keeping it real and spittin the real deal

     

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