The Moody Blues – Nights in White Satin

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After my parents would argue my pops would always lock himself away, he lived a very hard life. This man was paramount to me, his movements, his focus, these things are instilled deep within me now. He would lite up his joint, twist the cap off his High Life and play his records. Not many people knew how deeply my father loved music, he was a very cultured man. The Moody Blues was a group he was very fond of, especially the song  Nights in White Satin.  It’s funny how a song can bring back certain memories vividly, this song for me makes me think of my father, my father rolling up, my father trying to ease the pain.

Fried Chicken and the Blackman

I need a GE Range BOSS!

I need a GE Range BOSS!

fried_chicken2 Even the most sophisticated of blacks could resist a plate of beautiful golden fried chicken. I think its something in our souls that makes us embrace the fried chicken with such delight, the way our mothers and grandmothers floured it up, seasoned it just right, and then fried it to perfection. A nigger loves his fried chicken that’s well known, you can see him with his 40 ounce talking his nonsense neck full of gold loving that fried delicacy. Its funny cause from the most light skinned to the darkest, fried chicken holds no prejudice. It’s one of those things you know, a lot of blacks who become successful or affluent like to turn away from the things that might be too “negro”, but chicken is a Blackman’s kryptonite. To this day the smell of some Kentucky Fried still makes me hard! Popeye’s though, holds a special place in my heart, I have to drive across state lines into Providence to get that shit, and I do so with pleasure.kfcjn1

No one can deny the splendor and glory of some bomb ass fried chicken.