HELLO GOODBYE/WELCOME BACK….
It’s been awhile. I guess life kind of took over writing every couple of days. Now I’m at the doorstep of another years ending, so as usual I’m reflecting. Alot happened this year. ALOT. I’m sometimes amazed at all of the shit that can be crammed into 12 months. Things were born. Other things withered and died. There was rebirth. Some finality. A few disappointments. Some bridges were bombed and atomized. A few were mended or completely built from scratch. Despite the little wars, wounds, and losses…I’m still here. As always, searching. Learning. Letting go. Beginning again.
I love a new start. My grandmother used to say the every single day you wake up is a new beginning, a “day the good Lord has made” and a chance to do it all over again, or do something totally new. I feel that way about a new year. Especially a year like this one. While I’m kind of glad to see it go, I’m excited to see what I can make happen in the new year.
I usually thank a few people, and this year is no exception. I’d like to thank my StripeGang fam (Adidas Originals for the uninitiated) for being a constant source of joy, amusement, annoyance, and inspiration: especially my brothers Flacko, Vic, Andrew, my homegirl Cory B, and last but not least Jeff, who kept me current with all the underground music and fashion blogs. Salute. I want to send love to my homegirl Stephanie and my bro (and her boyfriend) Sonny Daze. Sonny and I are old friends, while Steph and I became new ones. We had some interesting adventures together and I think it’s made us all closer. Family, in all of it’s various forms, is extremely important.
I’d like to thank my brother in arms Kyle Dixon for being there in a major way and holding me down in a few precarious and emotional situations. I truly learned a bunch of stuff about myself in those moments, and I’m glad you were there. Let’s take this Precise Minds/Rogue Agents thing upward and onward. Next up is Kevana Nixon, an old friend who looked out several times and made sure I didn’t lose my mind or my confidence a few times. Nikki Mitchell (my WonderTwin!)…there are no words. our journey of brother/sister love continues to grow and thrive. We’ve both gone through some crazy shit and came out stronger and more truly our authentic selves. My love for you knows no bounds. Netesha Reid checked in with me when I was in ninja mode. I appreciated that. Krystal Menez made me laugh, ponder a few things, and appreciate perspective. Tommy Johnson, for being a big bro/mentor and showing up at just the right time every time. Our convos on music, film, and culture are always appreciated.
I want to thank my little brother Antwon for reminding me, without trying, who I am and where I come from. My baby sisters Chantel and Danielle for growing up to be amazing young women. My parents for doing a bang up job raising us all. Shouts out to Dad for dragging me around the globe my whole childhood. I appreciate it more and more everyday. I wouldn’t be the guy I am today. Tiffany Hardin for being amazing and super cool and the kind of inspiration you can be to your peers when you just have the courage to do you. The homies OG from the NoisyBoys and Daddy Kremix for the overseas opportunities. This year we’re going in!!! The homie Damon Middleton for being an extra cool ass dude and a good sounding board for ideas and thoughts and things. Salute bro. The homie big Jaysun Loushin for being a good and patient editor and for saving our asses in a rough patch. Ola Mobolade for the shot she gave myself and Precise Minds to expand the portfolio and become better professionally and the friendship born from that. Let’s make some moves! My brother Robert Poole for being someone I respect and admire and love like my own blood, and have since day one in New Livingston Hall back in ‘99. Let’s finish the script and do some serious work brother. Ever On The Altar…
I could thank some more people but the list would be a long one, and this thing is starting to feel like the liner notes of an album! I could certainly thank one more person in particular, and I’ll just say what I’ve learned will be with me for the rest of my life, for better or for worse. The important scenarios make a serious impression, but it’s the lessons I hold close…so that I never walk in my own footprints again, but make new, more meaningful ones. On some Stevie Wonder “Rocket Love” type of shit. As usual, I must acknowledge I’m a soldier’s son and the last of some of the best. Peace to my brothers Peanut and Dino for always holding me down, even from across the pond. To Taj, Nalige, Omella, and the others we’ve lost: I miss you and hope I made you proud this year.
As for 2013: BIGGER. BETTER. STRONGER. MORE FOCUS. NO FEAR. NO HOLDS BARRED. Precise Minds, Rogue Agents, and beyond. Film, writing, and more creative collaborations. MORE. As some things end, other things begin. Saying goodbye can be a rough one, but saying hello is something beautiful. In the words of Frank Sinatra, “It Was A Good Year…”. Until next year, I’ll be preparing to walk on the sun. I hope you all come and join me…