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did i tell you i went and snuck into my old high school, saint joseph's preparatory in north philadelphia with jason last friday? it has changed quite a bit, but some things still remain the same.. i slipped into the latin room and proclaimed that.. joelt is a roman. yeah.
current mood: slightly off centre
current music: the wailers- exodus
Take concrete steps, even if they are baby ones, towards your personal happiness, satisfaction or creative fulfillment. Spend no time whatsoever comparing and contrasting your desires with those of others. You are who you are, and frankly, you have a better sense of what that is than anyone else out there.
i already fuckin' know that. tell me something i don't know. i already live my life for my happiness, not just my own but of all those around me. i'm fulfilled creatively.. whats left? umm.. a know it all artistic type trapped by a shitty horoscope on a sunny and chilly monday. i'm a monday mourner.
so this week/weekend was extremely interesting.. dj'd in va beach last friday, flew down and just barely made the gig.. spent the rest of the weekend chilling and doing this and that- nothing really intense. went to the beach, played pinball, stayed in a nice hotel room overlooking the sea and smoked alot of grass. thats about it.. then wednesday my father and i drove up to delaware (four hours) from va beach.. i forced him to listen to some marley- he liked it alot, and thank god we didn't have to listen to any bluegrass or show tunes (yes he likes them).. got up to delaware, picked jason's ass up an hour later at the philadelphia airport (45 minutes away) and turned around and drove back to wilmington.. we had a good time catching up and hanging out and spent the next 2 days in waiting. we had enough time to go visit this band he was trying to sign a while back that ended up going with another label (which is fine with him) and hung out with those cats at their house they've rented to write songs in.. was so "real world" it wasn't even funny. they all had their own bedrooms and a little band room in the living room, but the place was a little too unorganized for my taste.. if i ever have a band house its going to be comfy as shit and no crap left anywhere. just letting everyone in my band know (not that they read this shit).. then we went to their studio to hear some new songs and hung out in a little cabin and puffed tuff.. then back to nj.. oh yeah, jg from gfs was with us this entire time and we went to harmony for dinner (the jam vegetarian food in philly).. spent the next morning getting up early as usual thinking a baby is imminent and instead ended up going up towards villanova where jason used to attend/live (ardmore pa) and had a meeting with ryko, our distributor and publisher.. went well and we had some lunch with the president of the company and accomplished quite a bit.. then grabbed a fat sack of dank in philly and i bought a buncha records at 611.. house and some really chill dnb that i didn't have.. what else.. oh yeah, had some vietnamese food that afternoon and went to see one of the artists recently signed to hollywood records at his studio above the electric factory (where garbage was playing that evening).. so we parked illegally since there was no parking and hit up the studio for a little while.. then drove back to delaware.. by then my sister was in labor and we knew a baby was coming.. we all thought i was going to be a girl, but after this long long labor and strenuous work that took a lot out of jackie, evan matthew was born.. and such a blessing. i was holding him and thinking about where souls come from.. not some kinda light thinking - how babies are still with the angels when they're that new.. how one life goes out and another comes in.. over and over.. the source? where is this one from? this galaxy? the gravity of this earth or solar system? or are they hand picked by movie stars in outer space and put into the right form on this earth.. and why this earth and not as some slave labor in alpha centauri? i guess you can be born there.. if you believe in universal karma. just wondering what gravity is bigger- this shitty little solar system on the bottom of a relatively uninteresting galaxy or karma. which came first? god or the human concept of god?
someone straighten me out. its only monday at 12:30 and i'm rambling. here's a picture of me tcb on the beach in virginia. i'm talking to the sun.
current mood: spacey
current music: mojave 3
evan matthew, born 8:28am saturday april 27th wilmington delaware.
featured with uncle joel t. (2 hours later)
thanks to god and genetics
current mood: elation
current music: sade- love deluxe
extra love to jackie and sal and mom, dad, and jason
so.. drove back from virginia beach yesterday.. with my father in his brand new cadillac with all the creature features.. it was like driving a couch- heated back massage, kicking stereo and all these dials and diodes.. intimidating shit! so i listened to some marley with pops (who came up with his grandpa name- since he doesn't want to sound old he wants to be called "buzz" which i think is fucking hilarious) .. drove 2.5 hours and then got highway hypnosis so i had to stop.. got to delaware around 8:30 and then i scrambled up to philly to pick jason up at 9:45 from his flight in from l.a. he's still sleeping and its going on 2pm right now.. i woke up at 10am.. thinking my sister was to have the baby today.. she woke up at 5am and found out there were ladies that went in over night that were in labor already.. they were going to induce labor in my sister because its totally time for the baby to come, and we're all here anxiously awaiting .. we don't even know what sex it is- jason said he'd be surprised if it were a boy because we've been thinking its a girl all along.. now people are guessing its a boy.. i'm sticking with my original guess- it hasn't failed me before on the guessing game. besides, i need to hone my skills for the price is right someday. so, its pissing down rain here in hockessin, delaware, just outside of the metropolis of wilmington where all your credit card information is stored. no wonder it was perfect for fight club to happen here- its so damn depressing today. rainy, cold.. well, at least its not 95º and no air conditioning.. april, you suck for springing summer on us so quickly. my readiness (or lack of) was shown when i realized i needed to buy some new thinner pairs of pants and some kick around shorts for the summer.. you know, the pair you wear all the time until they fall off.. and when you burn them they become your smoking pants, and when you spill shit on them they become your slosh pants or whatever.. i gots to get me some. so whats on the agenda for today? i'm going to go play some fuckin' pinball. twist some up and go to the mall. waiting sucks... and this rain isn't helping.. anticipaaaaaaation. i'll be standing around in the hospital tonight i'm sure, watching "the bachelor" or some equally shitty show (of course they won't be airing family guy at the hospital) and we get to see what slag this fucking douchebag picked "forever" .. the tabloidization (is that a real word?) of love and life.. televised. super duper. i decided the webcam thing was too narcisistic and i degress. so fuck it. i'll have hidden cameras in my brothers house instead. www. joeltjordan.com/jasoncam coming soon! i wish he'd get up.. so we can get "down"
yeah.
here's a picture out the window last night at 2:30am.. i was lying in a four post bed shooting out the window. check out my moon. he's chilling.
current mood: chilly, silly, philly
current music: zero 7
for some reason this trip to virginia hasn't supported me being near my computer or having the patience to type anything in here.. i've been really busy hanging out with andrea and bopping around here and there.. it's been groovy to say the least. anyway, i'm just checking in to say hello and i'm still around... just not so talkative. so, it's 1:30pm and i'm sipping a beer.. i guess i'm in vacation mode.. virginia beach'll do that to you. i was standing outside last night in my bare feet on the grass, letting it all sink in.. my body in the earth and thought about how suburban and safe my surroundings were.. the freshly groomed grass, the brand new asphalt, the curves of the curbs and the unclogged drainage holes on the side of the streets.. i looked at the well lit night from the lamposts in front of everyone's houses, and the neighborhood lighting above it all.. a halo of serenity. and its so quiet.. i savored it all. i was super quiet. and i stared at the small glow around the half of the moon that was looking down on me. and held tight to the grass with my toes to keep from flying upwards. i am nuts. anyway. fell alseep on the couch last night and got in bed around 5ish.. woke up, went and got some dank and got my back cracked at the chiropractor. i'm feeling straight.. but sore as hell.. i am going to have to start doing this more often, my back is so fucked. anyway, my ergonomic herman miller chair doesn't seem to be doing the trick... fucking dick, that herman miller.
anyway, its nice out here.. like 60ish and sunny- perfect weather.. i have no socks on and my rod lavers are itching to get me to the beach, or to the park.. or to a river to sit by.. all is happening shortly. let me check my email and get stressed out first. yeah.
current mood: i do crack with the chiropractor
current music: turning point discography
ok.. friday was weird.. i left early for the airport to make it through the awful traffic that usually backs up the bqe for an hour or two on the way to laguardia.. but its friday afternoon and not a car in sight.. i got to the airport at like 4:30 and checked in by 5.. my flight was at 6:55, so i had plenty of time.. then the storm came.. and no information from the airline at all.. people were annoyed.. i stuck it out and ended up getting on a flight around 10pm .. the time went quickly, listened to like 5 different cds and thought different thoughts.. its weird, i actually got a chance to catch up with myself at the airport, sitting in the same seat for the 3 hours.. the flight down was uneventful.. and i made it to the gig on friday night at 12:30 exactly (when i was supposed to play).. wasn't too thrilled with the set i played (a buncha techy house records, since noone likes deep house down here apparently) .. and everyone was like "where's the drum n bass?" so next time i'm down here i'm sticking to the program and playing the drums and the bass.. they apparently DO like it here. anyway.. i had a good time nevertheless and have had a wonderful weekend .. i'm hopefully going to the beach shortly.. although its kinda rainy/then sunny/then rainy, and what not here.. its not as hot as it was before and i'm digging it. my sister should be having a baby any day now.. then i'll be off to delaware to see the new addition. wish us well! homer's being roasted tonight. gotta go get ready.. not much to say but i'm happy.. sunday afternoon .. time to go play putt putt.
current mood: i said pretty happy
current music: ralph wiggum live at oxygen 03.28.02
so its friday and i'm kinda freaked out.. i got too baked already and i have to get on an airplane in a couple hours. well, i have to sit in a fuckin' car to lga for an hour.. the sun baking the cracked leather on the shitty car they're bound to send me. what happened to nice fuckin' lincoln town cars? anyway.. i'm stressing a bit. i just finished packing, woke up dead to the world like "what the fuck happened?" at noon.. strange- i felt like i missed something big. anyway, its my mother's birthday, so i just sung her happy birthday.. she's on the way to delaware- surprise news! my sister might be having her baby today, tomorrow or any other day of this week.. so its imminent.. the baby's almost ready to make his or her appearance (they didn't want to know what the sex was till the day of.. they're very into surprises).. so my sister, 32 is having her first child.. i think its a girl personally.. and if it is they're naming her "jordan grace".. pretty pretty name.. jason and i helped with that selection. if its a boy its "evan jacob" .. hmm yeah! catchy stuff. so i'm thinking about all this.. going to dj in va, then basically turning around and driving back with my dad to delaware.. at least i can pick up a fat sack down there. and not a nut sack.
love joelt
have a good weekend. be well.
current mood: anxious, anticipaaa.....tion
current music: bob marley- ride natty ride
scratch another x in your win column, baby
you're the one and
i can't see straight
looked away
and yawned to hide all the feelings
and to make the moment wait
you'll never know my true spy mission
and see my transmissions
of daydreamt weekday nights..
with faces almost touching
up on the roof top– looking out..
i was slipping on the stardust
you left all over this town
"contraption" © joel t. jordan in the 20th century
went skating in 87º weather.. i think i enjoy it more at 3am.. so i'll go out again tonight and hit the hills of park slope.. the asphalt won't be so soft then. and i'll definitely be softer by then. i found a beer in my fridge. anyway.. i am sitting in front of the a/c unit.. just picked out my records for my gig in virginia tomorrow night.. and got all my reservations and things straight.. so i'm off for a while.. taking my computer with me to work on the screened in porch at my parents house in va beach and sip lemonade and shit. jason's meeting me there from l.a. on saturday.. it'll be fun. besides that, i am paying bills right now, licking stamps and generally sweating all over the fuckin' place.. what'd you think of that photo of me raving out in syracuse? tight right? i look like i'm really into it.. i guess i was! smashin the fuckin drum n bass plates for the early morning crew.. tomorrow night the hours are more reasonable, and i'm playing a club- not a rave, and i'm playing deep house and some garage .. and from 12:30 to 2.. i think i can make it! 4:00-5:30 isn't my thing normally. and i don't think it'll be a regular thing.. unless i'm playing a rave i guess. lots coming up this summer and i should be travelling quite a bit... north carolina, oregon and new mexico so far as i know right now over the next month or so. the lifestyle of a b-level dj with a-class talent. its the fucking best.
current mood: sticky icky
current music: texas is the reason
oh never mind.. my favorite movie, "the jerk" is on right now.. 5:30am here i come! i'm in the phone book! i'm somebody! tonight you belong to me.. i've found my special purpose.. i'm picking out a thermos for you..
it's 3:25 am.. and i'm sitting still in the stifling warmth of this silent april night. i just got home from a night out and about with some friends and then skated home from my brother's house.. down the hills, full speed.. no cars in sight for blocks and blocks.. it was pretty strange.. the only sound was my wheels on the asphalt and the slides to slow me down... i think i'll be doing this alot this summer- skating at 2:30am when the streets are quiet and park slope is asleep. it was strangely satisfying making it home in one piece and within 10 minutes .. now i'm in the mood for a lime water ice. someone email me one? thanks.. i have had a couple of fun days since i've been back in brooklyn from my long trip to syracuse where i spent 3 days in the rain.. it was just like i remembered it.. rainy .. and when its not raining its snowing or some other weird thing is going on that you shouldn't go outside.. i remember having some pretty sunny days up there when i went to school at newhouse at su, but now that i think about it there's only about 80 sunny days out of 365.. and that whole area is huge for anti-depressant sales.. i would probably just smoke alot more pot and be heavy into all terrain vehicles or some weird shit like that if i still lived there.. luckily i got i while i could and broke to japan to get my head together (of all places).. anyway.. it was interesting to say the least.. stayed at some nice hawthorn suites hotel in the center of syracuse (armory square) and got in super late friday night after driving 5 hours half-blinded by rain and thoroughly exhausted from a full day of work/running around/renting a car/going to the airport/getting out of the city/etc.. it was tough.. so i spent saturday in bed, then briefly ran through the rain to reminisce on campus (briefly).. pointed out some interesting spots "i used to take biblical studies in that building.. over there i took japanese.. over there was my honors bullshit building.. i had to live in that shitty dorm the first year i went here.. etc" i'm a terrible tour guide.. spent the evening with my cousins and my aunt patty and aunt flossie.. was fun.. we had vegetarian lasagna and i chatted them up about this and that.. great to see the extended family apart from thanksgiving and other tragedies that we come together over.. so saturday night i went back to the hotel room and lied around in bed till 2:45am then drove to the party in the middle of east syracuse.. it was a typical rave- sweaty, hot, kids with glitter (don't go anywhere near my fucking shirt- i'll have gold dust in my bed for like 2 months afterwards).. booked straight for the drum n bass room and got there just in time to relax and puff out with the mc's.. danny the wildchild went on and totally fuckin' rocked it .. and after what seemed like the quickest hour ever i was on.. i haven't played a proper dnb set to a rave crowd in a long long time, so i was a bit nervous about the whole thing, but after the first record was halfway through i was already into it.. and totally had a great time.. props to phato for his efforts in keeping the scene alive.. whatever scene it is these days! so the lights went on at 5:20 and iwas like "cool! i can leave now?" and went back to the hotel.. fell asleep around 8:00am cause i decided to stay up for the continental breaky and not go to sleep with only jack daniels and thc in the bloodstream.. good choice, cause i woke up just in time to make it to the grocery store and back in time for the simpsons.. all in the rain, of course.. so then slept early on sunday night, woke up monday and drove the 4.7 hours back to brooklyn. of course, somehow i manage to always end up in harlem on my way back (how this happens, i have no idea, but i think i figured it out for the next time).. but i know i'll always end up like "how the hell did i get to 145th street and park???" .. hmm.. yeah.. so.. i drove well, spun well, slept well, and have a lovely weekend with lina t. she's the bomb. anyway- i've spent the last two days back in brooklyn doing various bits of work here and there, cleaning the house up, going to the botanical gardens and the park, having water ices, and sweating all over the fucking place.. i'm sticking to my herman miller chair right now.. really.. and its 3:40.. it must be like 80º still.. and the exercise just got me all flushed .. so, in my underwear i sit, my toes tangled around the base of my chair... rolling back and forth (dangling participle i know).. so i hope its not hot as shit for another day.. i like spring weather.. spring, see? not summer.. although its better than being cold.. i appreciate a/c so much. yeah! so .. killit™ had our first rehearsal in our new space last night- it was incredibly good.. we accomplished alot, and finished a song we wrote as a tribute to mike.. its really emotional and catchy as shit.. i'm sure he loves it. we're going to try and record as soon as possible.. well, as soon as we're ready i mean. we're going to start gigging out in june, so watch out.. under assumed names of course.. so keep your eyes out for "captain hook" or "count rockula" appearing somewhere soon.. killit™ won't be there, but we hear these other guys kick ass..!
seriously, is it really this fucking hot? is this a sign that its only going to get into the 150's by july? if thats the case i'm moving to the other side of the earth.. where its dark all the time. you make me smile smile smile! the band i saw tonight sucked. won't be seeing them again sometime soon. maybe when they get good. ummm. besides that i don't know what else to type.. its 3:45, i should be working, but i'm pretty fookin tired and my computer isn't feeling like doing much work right now.. right babe? right. so i'm going to call it a night and lie on my comfy comfy bed and look out the window at the shapes of buildings in the dark and listen to cocteau twins.. yes. thats what i'm doing .. work can wait. it'll be there when i wake up. whenever that is.. now i think i left a cherry italian ice in the fridge.. if i did i'm going to be fuckin' psyched and call everyone.
if you don't get a call it means i don't have your phone number.. email me. here's some photos from syracuse. not that you give a shit. its all a sweet rainy memory to me now.. now, work to do tomorrow, then rehearsal from 7-midnight and then pack my bags and i'm off to va the following day .. i have much to tell you about other things, but that'll come in due time. ok? hyeah. hokay.
out the hotel window. good vibe.
rave on! sat 04/13/02 5am
current mood: tired.. skateboardy
current music: cocteau twins
so fucking beautiful out. got my zip off pants on and i'm going on a walk in the botanical garden to lie in the tulips.. how's that sound? good to me! i have so much to write about- thoughts i've had over the weekend, but that'll have to wait until later tonight.. after my long long day and rehearsal to match.. but the weekend.. it was great.. thats all i have to say.
current mood: sunny
current music: bad religion
i don't know if its anxiety or excitement. either way my ass is charged.
current mood: electric
current music: mojave 3
grasping for straws, gasping for air .. screaming so loud my throat went dry..
i've had a long long day.. like i said, i woke up horizontally and perpendicular to the normal axis of my sleeping position, which was an odd way to start the day.. got neurotic, did some cleaning, and then sat around for fed ex.. got a check in the post and went to jason's to check the mail.. none for me, so i went to the bank with nick and jammed in the sunshine.. it was pretty great.. walking around in a windbreaker and shit eating grin.. it suits me, i think. so, went back to jason's crib, puffed tuff with his neighbor and boogied back to nicks for veggie burgers. they fucking rocked, of course- done up with all the trimmings and what not, so it was well worth the wait till 4pm to put anything in my system.. then i went through the 40 records i had trimmed my pickings down to for my set on sat night, and then played a set and another set.. so like from 4 to 6:15 i played records.. which is unheard of, since i get bored so easily.. but i was fascinated at some of the combinations i had come up with and tried to get the set programmed as best as i could.. and, of course, to see if i was any good at playing what i'm playing.. and it all worked out, so my anxiety is a little less over my dj skills.. since i've been playing deep house and tech house so much lately i have forgotten how to rock a dancefloor with some proper dnb.. cause even when i play drum n bass its usually unbelievably jazzy beautiful atmospheric shit you'd want to get in a sleeping bag for.. instead i pulled out the future techy shit with a mix of some vocal hip hop sample laden white labels and shit.. so i worked it out basically.. yeah.. and managed to get on a train and get over to roree's house where nick and i had some dinner, watched tv and then walked to meet maria and ella and friends .. they were going to the billy bragg show tonight so we took ella off maria's hands and went back to roree's for fun fun fun.. we took some goofy pictures, ella squirted water from her rubber duckies onto nicks pants, we ate some incredible kosher chocolate, ella laughed alot, we played with crayons and did some drawing... watched some tv, and tickled booger.. (ella).. she made some incredibly funny faces tonight and a few of them struck nick and i as reminiscent of mike's expressions.. strange, thats when mike's in her.. she's still so close to the angels. i am fascinated by her.. and she says my name so funny, and when she falls down or drops something she says, "oopsie" or, "whooopsie" and its funny.. and if i ask her a question she has a yes or no answer immediately before i'm even done asking her .. "do you want some candy?" "no," she interjects.. but then you pull out the chocolate and she's all over it! i had a great time goofing around with her .. can't believe how much she's grown and how much it makes me miss mike all over again. and how i love having her around .. definitely have to make the trip to new mexico more often than 4 months. i've missed alot.. and hearing her say my name and laugh and point at shit as if there's some connection is wonderful.. seeing how she's learning words, forming sentences, seeing the cognition happen before me.. its amazing. my sister's due to have a baby soon- i can't wait for that.. that will be the best baby ever! anyway, i'm goofy- went on the way home to see rob paine and the worship cats at halcyon.. was lovely- got blazed outside and listened to reggae and dub from mr. paine's 45 collection. it was great.. record release party for his new mix cd.. was great to see those guys. then nick and i came back here, had a couple beers, did some chit chat and then i packed for my trip to syracuse tomorrow.. i'm all sorted, i think.. i know i'll forget my toothbrush, but thats a given.. i have alot of cool ideas for a fun weekend ahead of me.. so if you're going to syracuse for mars 2 give me a shout- we'll sit around and be the only ones drinking a beer there.. word.
also- new set posted on groovetech.com - get with the program archives .. jan 31st.. go about an hour into the set.. when the pretty shit starts thats me. ok? ok.
current mood: less anxious, more coconut
current music: endpoint- catharsis
action shot! ella shares a daisy with me
its sunny outside.. i have quite a busy day ahead of me and its only noon.. i'm already stoned of course, so its all good.. i cleaned the house a little, jumped in the shower, finished packing for the weekend, and i'm paying some bills right now.. and listening to some dubby stuff.. what are you doing today? i'm going on a walk up to jasons to check the mail, then going by the bank to deposit some money then to nicks house to play records for a couple hours.. i need to practice since i have this gig on saturday and haven't played straight up drum n bass at a large party in like a year.. i'll do just splendidly, since all these records sound alike, and i never fuck up- so i'm just going to go and put them in an order/program that i kinda like and work from there. playing a buncha classic records, but i'm sure noone will notice at 4am when i go on.. if its a good a party that is! i'll be in the hawthorn suites until about 3:15am and then i'll drive to the party (i hate huge raves these days- too much going on and not enough personality) .. then when i'm done at 5 i'll drive back to the hotel and sleep all morning.. then spend the lovely day driving through upstate new york and back to my home here in brooklyn. i have to get on with this day.. its not going to slow down for me! i'm going to manhattan later.. thats another part of my day- to see ella before i leave (i didn't get enough quality time on sunday) .. and to pick up a z-pack of zythromax for my imminent chest infection.. i get it every spring cause of my allergies and my inability to blow my nose while i'm sleeping.. speaking of which, i woke up this morning lying across my bed.. all the way across.. i wonder how that happened.. and whoever's calling me before 11am stop it. i know you're reading this. hahaha. anyway, its sunny and warm.. get outside and take a breath if you have 5 minutes. i'm going to go play records and skate down the hill.
current mood: feeling better
current music: tosca- honey (remixes)
so coney island was fun.. had some jumbo beers, some cheese fries, and after the light rain let up we raced the fucking go carts.. was super fun and slippery.. and nick and i were the only ones on the track.. oh yeah, we also went to the dmv.. but fun was had.. i swear.. we even tried to shoot out that fucking star. of course we didn't come close- cock eyed gun, 100 bb's in 10 seconds, you do the math.. anyway, its sunny outside, my throat is sore, and i'm sick of being stressed out all the time. i need to go skateboarding.. but instead i'm going to manhattan, where i'm sure to relax.. meetings suck... you come to me. i'll write something positive when i'm feeling that way. xojtj
current mood: anxious
current music: seaweed- weak
i just logged in and became the 5000th visitor to my site.. so the be the 5000th visitor/win a date contest is now over- i'm going out by myself. actually its so fucking nice out i'm going to coney island to get a new license and then some french fries and sit by the ocean. i love my job..
current mood: my way is the subway
current music: inside out- by a thread
pretty heavy weekend.. intense. i'm fatigued..
tears turn to waterfalls but i'd taste tears over nothing at all.
back then we wish that we were older
waiting for the summer
everything was new and everything was fun
she would come over
and slip into the water
i wonder if she knew that she was the one?
current mood: hmmmm
current music: sensefield- fun never ends
estes ergo sum. thats it. i hope you understand latin.
current mood: cloudy
current music: berlin- the metro
p.s... i never forget a thing.
trying to sober up in time for the simpsons.. i had 3 mimosas, 2 cosmos and 2 triple sec/orangejuice/stoli orange, and then 2 stoli orange shots.. nick and the bartender, mike kept up with me.. we had a great time- its only 6:13.. well, would've been 5:13 but i (like the rest of you) had an hour stolen from me thanks to the daylights savings time.. all those except the people in bloomington indiana- where, for some reason, they don't observe this trend.. anyway- woke up at about 10:45 am.. i watched my cell phone jump ahead from 2:30 am to 3:30 am automatically last night and i knew it was time to go to bed.. so i got up, shaved, showered, and got dressed.. i think i looked pretty sharp.. my hair was out of control as usual (all feathered and shit- like all bad news bears style and what not).. mass was cool- the priest was west african or something.. "let me tell you some tings that aren't written in this book.. " (referring to the bible).. i went through all the catholic ritual, but didn't take communion as i haven't been to church in a while and don't feel all that crazy connected to the whole thing as it is.. although what the father said was inspiring.. life but how to live it. we then went over to the lounge (bar 4) and nick and i played some records mike played on, produced, and just plain loved.. plus stuff that reminded us of him.. played some vibraphone tracks just for him, since that was his instrument.. and we had some teary moments in mass and in the after party (i guess thats what you could've called it) .. anyway, espo from bar 4 hooked it up- thanks! we had like 40 people in there, all having a good time- just like mike would've wanted it.. i smoked too much as mike would've too (i mean pot) and now i'm happily in someplace else listen to astrud gilberto and hoping i can hold down that piece of pizza i just had.. anyway- if you weren't there, you missed a good party.. thats all. i haven't had so much fun on a sunday in so long! and ella was drinking all of maria's mimosa (see pic) .. she's just like me and her daddy! hehe. anyway.. thanks for your support. your presence meant everything. i feel alot of things were put to rest today, and i'm glad maria and ella are back in new york, if for only a short while.. i have to finish something for a client in tokyo, as its almost 8am there on monday morning and i promised i would have something for them in 4 hours! so wish me luck.. drunk kid on a keyboard.. and 40 minutes till the simpsons.. it'll all get done.. i swear..
current mood: pretty happy, pretty heavy
current music: astrud gilberto- a certain sadness
A man, a plan, a canal, Panama! how catchy.. i drank some absinthe and smoked some hash last night and sat around with some close friends after having a lovely greasy vegetarian soul food dinner.. i remember getting home, standing on the corner at 3:30am (i don't know how it got that late, considering i got home at 1:30 or so) i guess i went out? anyway, i was talking to lina t and watching these kids totally fight down the street... what a neighborhood! then they split.. and i saw my opportunity to run down the street- through the gauntlet of people emerging from the shitty local bar, timboo's.. i was hoping they would have sunkist and some other needed items.. i forgot the motrin, of course.. so hash is serving as my analgesic right now. it seems to be working. i peeled myself from my bed this morning.. wondering what happened, as i fell asleep watching something on "black" starz.. even though i have a million channels, nothing was on.. so i tuned in and dropped out.. woke up, had some tea, took a shower, actually washed my hair this time (shaving tomorrow- swear) and some friends have just come over- we're mixing a record here today at my studio in my second bedroom.. its all digital so we can bring the files all over the place, from computer to computer, bedroom to bedroom.. we recorded it at our studio, metrogrande, before mike passed away, and the drums sound so incredible, considering the room was so large.. so we have all these great sounds and now we're putting it through the big board in the other room here and seeing what we come out with. should be great. we have rehearsal tonight at our new practice space.. we're totally going to rock the fucking house down. just letting you know.. then tomorrow we're having a mass/memorial for mike here in brooklyn. hopefully everyone will show up in droves and it'll be a lovely affair. . it will be either way.. i can't wait to see maria and ella and shower them with affection. i miss them all the time and we're going to have so much to think about tomorrow.. where we go from here, how we move on, and living to honor such a great wonderful special out of sight person like spaceman mike. everyone else- say a little something for peace in the middle east. this shit is out of hand. its just land... life is more important than history. god doesn't want us to kill each other- thats not divinity. grace comes from within, and once you can see that you can never destroy the creation. alot on my mind this saturday afternoon.. and its not evening 1pm yet.. skanking out.
thank you lord for what you've done for me
thank you lord for what you're doing now
thank you lord for every little thing
thank you lord for you make me sing ..
sing along sing along..
current mood: come closer
current music: bob marley- thank you lord
starting to work on issue 8 - its a happier spring, but i'm allergic to everything.
sleep passes over this quiet soul..
can't help but let this night swallow me whole
current mood: going out
current music: turning point- thursday
chocolate chip, honey dip.. can i get a scoop? its friday.. are you in love? alls right in my world. don't go fucking it up for me. thanks. now.. april is upon us.. cinco de mayonaisse is only a month away and i have yet to get my new pair of flip flops. april is a busy month for me. . i'm djing in a different place every damn weekend.. and i've been flying up and down this coast like a motherfuck.. so its been busy, but worthwhile.. going upstate to dj a big ass rave next weekend, then back to va to blow up the shit down there. also, killit™ update- we moved into our new practice space and it totally fucking kicks ass. brand fucking new- all soundproofed lovely walls, great vibe.. with a separate control room for hotboxing and computer equipment (i guess?) - the place sounds top notch and looks like the jam - and it's 24 hour access, so we can raise the roof at 4am jamming on the one.. so much better than our previous place.. to the previous place- you suck!.. this place is definitely a pants dropper.. so come on over won't you? you want to win, right?
i am sooooo glad i brought my library card...
cause i am checking you out...
current mood: stoned, sleepy, traveled
current music: falling forward
so baby girl put it on me.. i was scanning the dials today, frantically.. in the sunshine, trying to find anyone playing reggae in the seven cities area.. wasn't happening on a wednesday afternoon- caught the tail end of stand up for your rights.. what a dicktease.. no matter how nice it was noone was playing reggae- not even the hip jazz station, that was playing crappy be-bop on such a gorgeous super nice day.. and it was nice indeed! 84º and sunny as can be.. its the ideal weather really.. not too hot, not too cold, not too gross- you have the breezes from the bay and ocean coming in, then the shade of the trees and the lovely sunny spots that drop warmth on your shoulders. i got sunlight on my nose and you can see it in the healthy glow on my face.. i spent the day sitting amongst tulips at the norfolk botanical garden.. it was the fucking jam and exactly what i needed after a couple days of being inside and cooped up with work while its been so nice out. i have had another lovely time down here and will be rocking down here in a couple weeks at a party so that gives me a reason to return.. not that i need any other reasons than i thoroughly have a great time in va.. time seems to pass more quickly.. i can't believe its thursday already. its almost 4am and i'm just winding down from such a long day. i have had some pretty intense days and nights and now i'm happily sitting here alone floating like a cloud and wondering when the 3 shots of tequila will set in and put my ass to bed. shortly, i hope.. as i really need to get up kinda early and pack my bag and be all leisurely in the morning/early afternoon.. flight's at 5pm and then i get off the plane at laguardia at 6:20. then i have 40 minutes to get to band rehearsal.. at our new space, which i hear is the jam and is brand fuckin' new.. so we finally will get to rehearse past 10pm and have a 24 hour access spot.. i'm psyched for that, considering it seems we have to unplug just when we're getting into our groove.. things are looking up.. this summer's going to be the fuckin' jam. and i can't believe how quickly time has passed over the last few months.. seems like 2002 is in fast forward.. or am i just having too good of a time to notice that its really not moving all that quickly and time flies.. you know the rest..
so it ended up with me driving home from the botanical garden in one of the worst torrential downpours i've been involved in in a while.. it was like buckets of water were being poured across the windshield and the limpiapariabrisas were not moving quickly enough to keep the water off the window.. so i squinted and drove slowly.. the lightning was crashing yards away and scared the shit out of me.. by the time i made it home (i stopped at a soccer store and bought a new pair of indoor soccer shoes- sambas to be exact.. anyway) the power had blown out in the entire neighborhood.. so we had dinner by candlelight.. and then it came back on a few hours later.. but we definitely summer camped it for a few.. was your day as interesting? hmm. so i'm ready to come back to brooklyn and fucking rock shit down.. have too many gigs/too much travel to do for the next few months. god grant me.. how do you do it? busy.. being so... radical.. i have vanilla flavored rolling papers and tea tree oil lippy. tastes like .. heaven.
current mood: sleepy, xoxo
current music: india ari
joelt + botanical gardens + spliffs + digital elph=
its 81º and sunny outside .. in virginia.. i'm going to the beach. enjoy your shitty day! love joelt
xo
current mood: oh man oh man
current music: avail
I just hope I can return the favor. But enough with that, baby... let's fuck!
current mood: o';'o
current music: killit™
you're attracted the most to what will kill you the quickest.
i hate being in va and all happy and shit. its sunny and warm.. and lovely.. beach weather for sure. and i'm inside finishing a record cover, of course.. and not out picking up my new surfboard. so did anyone get a stupid april fools joke over on anyone? i'm a fool all year round, so i don't find it completely amusing.. but whatever-so called friends have fucked me over and shit all since the beginning of the year - not only me but other people that probably don't even know. i guess thats the best way to hurt people - behind their back. but whatever. it all comes full circle and you end up the miserable one when you treat people as disposable... (you know who you are and you suck) - so i don't necessarily need that kinda shit. or 'friends' like that.. again, you suck and someday your whole imaginary world built on bullshit and lies is going to fall apart.. just a lesson in life. anyway. is it really fucking monday? thats a joke in itself. i'm going on a walk to smoke this dooby and get back to work. enjoy your week, friends.. the real ones. thanks for reading my garbage.
i'm in virginia super psyched about this weather, and the imminent trip to the botanical garden tomorrow.. and then maybe some other fun shit. just gotta work today.. work? fuck man. getting it over with.. as i look at the sun on the grass.. there's a particularly bright patch waiting to be lied in. i'm going for it..
current mood: gotta get outside
current music: verve- storm in heaven
fool!
