"It's not a hobby..."

"...Don't be sloppy"-MF Doom

One of the few things in this world that proves humans get SOMETHING right in our bastardly ways is MUSIC(that and reproduction, of course). The sweet lilt of a southern belle singing about a new or old love. The casual swagger of a D-boy with cautionary tales of a life in the streets. The tear-ridden soliliquy of a heartbroken romantic. Even, the angst filled wails of a guitar player doing so b/c that's the only way he knows to make the world better. Music is a gift from God that should not be jerked around as it is in the "industry" today. Think about it: how many times has music been there for you? How many times has it gotten you in the mood to party? Consoled your broken heart? Lifted your spirits? Music has been there when noone else was. It listened to me and spoke back with words to soothe a soul. For instance:

When I got grounded for like the hundreth time(My pops was like the judge in the Mick Vick case when i was coming up), this future 20 mil a movie mogul said these famous words to me: "There's no need to worry. Parents just don't understand" Will smith(ahh, the fresh prince!!)

When I was a kid trying to figure out just what this "love" thing everyone was craving was all about, a angelic songtress helped me understand: "Treated me kind. Sweet destiny. Carried me through desperation to the one that was waiting for me" Mariah Carey, "Vision of Love"

When I was searching for the words to say to that honey dip to express my intense longing(or lust which ever you wanna call it), these North Carolinian crooners wisphered the perfect words to me: "Said I'm feenin for you. I don't have a mind. It's all blown on you. Girl I'm so strung out. All I do is wish for you. So tomorrow if you're not here. Then girl I'm down. So I need you near. I JUST WANNA MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT. So hold me tight. Then girl I'm alright"Jodeci "Feenin'"(wow, that worked like GANGBUSTERS!!!)

When I was a teenager with those oh so GRANDIOSE teenage issues(acne, girls, grades, self esteem issues(haha believe it or not, I had them at one point)) a former D-boy with his Brooklyn baritone spoke to me filling me with self-confidence: "Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever/However, I stay Coogi down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks/And my jam knock in your Mitsubishi/Girls pee pee when they see me/Nava-hoes creep me in they tee pee"-Biggie, "One More Chance Rmx"

When my genetic makeup said that I wasn't gonna get taller than 5'9", these words from a fellow shorty made me feel so much better: "I wish I was a little bit taller/I wish I was a baller/I wish I had a girl who look good I would call her" Skee-lo, "I wish"(you and me too brother!!! Ah, well)

When my teenage mind was in shambles addled by hormones and homework, these guys captured my confusion, anted up and doubled it, but somehow made it all make sense, "aflaksfjoeij foaiuroeanflk feoiajofih feaiyryeoinfai Here we are now...Entertain us lfkajlfk I feel stupid. HEY! ALKFJAL" Nirvana "Smells Like Teen Spirit"(I never understood what the hell Cobain was saying, but it really doesn't matter. Perfect teenage song!!!)

When I was a freshman in College, these lines from this swagger specialist pretty much put the period on my first semester: "So get it together or forget forever when i come at you hard i can get it through leather you act like jigga cant get a whoever...talking you got a man...ok ma, and??" Jay-z Best of me Rmx(dude you couldnt go ANYWHERE without hearing that song...hahah shouts to Terrence J for hosting the freshman talent show...hahaha, even back then he was hosting!!! Great year...Great year...)

When I was paying for my stupidity in my relationship senior year, this poetic patron of prose drunk with me and felt my pain: "The reason that I want to be alone, tired of all the things that went wrong that would've went right if i wouldnve did it on my own...take another swig the more I drink the more I think bad thoughts..." Nas "Drunk by Myself"(used to ride around to that all the time!!!)

When I was lost in my relationships, this tortured songtress wailed along with me: "Something grabbed ahold of me honey. Felt to me, honey, like a ball and chain Yeah!....SAY WHOA OH WHOA OH WHOA honey this cant be...JUST BECAUSE I GOTTA HAVE YOU LOVE Puh-leeaaseeeee PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!" Janis Joplin "Ball and Chain"

You get the point. From the womb to the tomb, music has been and will be there, egging me on(it wasn't me it was the gangsta rap and the peppermint schnapps-eminem), calming me down(Slow down...pump ya brakes, ya speeding money-Mos Def), preparing me for the world("Welcome to the jungle...you can have anything you want but you better not take it for free" Guns N Roses), giving me swagger(Yall dont paint pictures you all trace me"-Jay-Z).

In essence, I don't have to like everything you guys do out there(who the hell am I anyway??), but please before you make that cash grab song, before you take a slot from someone who has something to say, before you fleece young artists, before you jerk over your fans, please know there is more at stake than just a buck here. So much hangs in the balance. This is not some hobby we're talking about. This is Art. This is life. I know its made mine better.

Bruce Eagle the full metal. Peace!!!

Loquacious Levity 5-8-2009

Hey, did you know that the top 100 words used according to Oxford Dictionary does not contain the words "Please" or "Thanks" Says a lot dont it?

I heard Joe Biden was caught with performance enhancing drugs...

Saw the new X-men Movie and i am going to give it the review it deserves: eh...

My mom texted me the other day. Outside the fact my mom is texting in the first place, the weirder thing is that she asked me did i have a spare VCR...umm, no mom...

I think Ben franklin does though...

I think its actually more trendy to say you will never twitter than to twitter...

And then of course signing up and actually twittering...

I dont want people who know me to assume that if they say something interesting I will put it in a blog post...

I want them to KNOW I will...

Seriously though, what happened to the buzz on the Simpsons? Noone talks about it anymore...The episode last sunday satirizing the Teaching shortage as well as Tenure enduced apathy was GREAT!!! I hope this isnt indicative of a dumbening(yep, i said it) of the public. I like family guy like the next man but its a simpler show...doesnt have the complex themes as the simpsons...

That brings up a good point though...why does it seem that humans with the largest thinking capacity of all animals (thats if you believe what we do in our heads is "thinking" hey we made up the definition.) do their damnest NOT to think?

Didn't know satiring isnt a word...its, of course, satirizing...Dang, i guess you dont conversate either...WHO'D THUNK IT!!!

I heard that Apache Indian was caught with performance enhancing drugs and a bag of stolen Handi Snacks...

E-NU-CHUCK!!!

If its true that 85-95% of baseball players use steroids, then those guys AREN'T the anomaly...I say the other 5-15% starts using them so we can finally put this to bed...Seriously, if everyone used them they wouldnt be perfomance enhancing drugs b/c they would, in theory, not enhance anything. To say "enhance", there has to be some comparison there to say something gets better. Without that comparison, they would just be "vitamins" That other 5-15% needs to do their part to clean up performance “enhancing” drugs in baseball.

By far my least used punctuation is the apostrophe...I SAY WE BAN THEM ALL...like we dont know something is missing from cant or arent or wont or rashawd (hahaha, mr. superfluous apostrophe ladies and gentlemen)...

I wasn't about to write this today b/c i figured everyone in America and Mexico was dead from Swine flu...If you are reading this, i am so glad you made it through the "epidemic"

Seriously, not to disrespect anyone who has died from the swine flu, but don't call me until at least 1% of the American public has died from the epidemic...Just getting it isnt the problem, its the DYING from it thats the kicker...So, dont be all up in my news getting me all excited...like "We have a swine flu epidemic. we have 150 cases in the US so far.." word, there are 300 million people here(documented that is...if you believe immigration reformists there are at least 750 million americans). 150 isnt even a drop in a bucket, its a loogey in the ocean...

One thing that’s good about the news driven epidemics...the subsequent scare at least proves SOMEONE is watching the news...

they just aint reading no newspapers...

Hey, for all my 26 and up readers...remember when teachers used to give you an assignment like "watch the news or read the paper and write about what you saw"? What would be the assignment today in this internet driven society?? Follow David souter's twittering and write a report??

On that note, WHO IN THE HELL IS DAVID SOUTER...I mean, good looks for freeing up a Supreme Court spot, but never heard of ya bro...

Why is it that we only see Supreme court justices when they retire?? I know they are not nearly as interesting as Jolie's african babies or miley cyrus or miss California’s untimely outspokenness but these men and women are the final word on many of our rights and liberties. Why do we not care more about them??

BTW, I know the verb for the action of using twitter is “tweet” but F-THAT I am a grown ass man “TWEET” should not be in my vocabulary…

Most obscure sidebar of the day: My cellphone makes the one zach morris's had look like an iPhone...

No homo or anything but i wanted an Easy Bake oven so bad when i was a kid...you mean to tell me i can have brownies ANYTIME I WANT!!! IM THERE!!! No i wasnt a sissy just a fattie...

These LL posts are starting to have some coherence to them…I apologize for that…

BTW, most sarcastic LL POST EVER...and loudest…

Ok, The miss California thing. *Sigh* For all the people against gay marriage: its not that you CANT believe that, its just that what does that mean?? You don’t believe in it. This aint santa claus or the tooth fairy…its two people that love each getting together and shacking up What “nonbelief” is indirectly saying is two things: 1) that what someone feels in their heart is wrong. That something that they can’t help is wrong and THEY are in turn wrong. 2) gays and lesbians are a different class of people that arent sacred enough to take part in marriage(with the divorce rate quietly creeping up to 110%. Is it really that “sacred” anymore??). It’s not a choice. I am sorry. I may not have scientific evidence (do I ever??) but who would CHOOSE that life if they couldn’t help it?? Who wants to get beat up for no reason. Who wants people dictating their personal life? Who WANTS that? The only choice they didn’t make was to deny what they felt.

Ok, I am not gonna lie. Homosexuality, for lack of a better word or want to use one, is icky but if you think about it, isn’t heterosexuality, too?? With all its juices and its nice, slow grinding and its hot and sweaty oh so good nastiness and…sorry about that…I’m back

You can like or dislike homosexuality but you have to respect it b/c if nothing else, all fairness and equality aside, this could be you next!! Its all principle here. If they can isolate a group of people and tell them they can’t do something, whats next?? Who’s next?? People with bacon shaped birthmarks cant vote?? Guys with penises smaller than 5 inches cant buy SUV’s? Support gay marriage if for no reason other than it can be you next…

And yes, that was a slippery slope argument…What you gon’ do about it…

Oh yeah, miss California. If that was the reason she lost, then she deserved to lose. I’m sorry. There was no other reason to end her statement with “the way I was raised…blah blah blah…” She had the perfect answer. I am glad we are in America…blah blah blah we can chose. Apparently, we CANT choose everything, but that’s besides the point. The way you were raised a marriage was between a man and a woman…what??? Oh so that was a fundamental part of your upbringing huh?? “Honey, always remember to say please and thank you, look both ways when you are crossing the street, always wear clean underwear, and marriage is only b/t a man and a woman…” Come on now…and if it were so Christian then why didn’t she mention the Lord or the Bible inher answer?? Hmm?? The next day it was all...”oh she is a Christian this and Christian that…” absent from her statement was guess who: CHRIST(who never said anything about gays btw). That was just her opinion and that’s fine but don’t act like she is some martyr…She chose an improper moment to impart her beliefs. In a job interview, you could say you enjoy kicking puppies off rooftops but why would you say that. It’s the job’s right not to hire you just like its perez hilton’s right NOT to vote for her. She could have very easily not said that last part but she just HAD to impart some judgment and she was summarily judged.

By that same token, Perez Hilton needs to calm the hell down…DAMN bro she aint slap your mama…all b***h this and b***h that wasn’t necessary. You really came out like the bigger man there brother…good job.

Haha, the one person who loves this Miss Cali thing the most is Donald Trump. He loves that people are talking about Miss America again w/out the words “Playboy”and “pictures” involved…And by the way, isn’t Miss North Carolina like Ruben Studdard of Miss America Pagents. She actually won, but we got all this hubbub over Clay aik…er, Miss California.

All of this is beside the point. Miss America is a good way to see pretty women in bathing suits but come on, she is by no means a representative for or of America. How many Americans you know keep a trim bikini line and even own an evening gown let alone walk around the crib in one. Let’s be feasible here…She aint lifting trade embargoes with Cuba or nothing…

I am just waiting for someone to come forward with a steroid allegation like “yeah man I think he’s juicing b/c I was in the shower with him after a game and man his balls are shriveled…”

There is a book about A-rod coming out with anonymous sources accusing him of Steroid use…There is an awful lot at stake here. If you are gonna accuse someone of something that strong and it’s not concerning Presidential theft, you need to be a man and give your name…that’s real Bush Jr. league…

What ever happen to just seeing random ass-whooppings…You know you used to be in your neighborhood or block or local bar and a fight’ll start and you got to see SOMEONE get their ass beat…those were the days…now you just go to funerals…

Most obsurerest sidebar of the second half of an LL post: On a map, doesn’t South Carolina look like North Carolina’s balls??

I heard that Ronald McDonald was caught with performance enhancing drugs, a load of dirty underwear and the Burger king’s head in his trunk…

I wonder how many germs are on a bottle of hand sanitizer.

Is it really news Rick Pitino wants to leave Louisville?? He always wants to leave somewhere. He’d want to leave heaven if the devil had a good enough contract and gave him GM responsibilities…

How to spend a Friday at work by Bruce Eagle:
800-930 Breakfast at desk
930-1015-find something that to do that causes you to walk around...Oh you need some mail dropped off? You need some help with a spreadsheet? My pleasure..

1015-1017-do a little work (“like a boss”)
1017-Noon Page 2 Archives on Espn.com
Noon-145 Lunch
146-245-take a dump
245-300 do a little work
300…well, just leave at 3…

We need Nielsen, Elias, or someone to calculate how many times the words “money” and “sex” have been used in Hip-hop and Rnb the past few months...

Let’s clear the air about something ladies: Men don’t think about sex all the time…if we know where our next sex is coming from…If there is game 7 of the finals on, but a girlfriend wants to get a little freaky…the dude is probably gonna wait until the end of the game and then get it on…He knows its gonna be there. Now if he is single and a woman wants to, well Lakers-Celtics are just gonna have to wait. Think about it. If someone knows where his next meal is coming from he doesn’t think about food so much…Now, if the brother is starving…then well, he’s thinking about pink tacos all day long…

Ahh…double entendres…gotta love em.

How does the easter bunny pay his bills every other time of the year?? I mean he has to have like 135 kids right??? He’s a rabbit…

Did i already say that in an earlier post?? hmm...cant remember...i say so much...

No lie: I was talking to this guy and he was telling me that a guy he knows has so many kids (29 at last count. Christ man CONDOMS!!!) that the judge in family court said it wouldn’t be fair if he couldn’t give child support for all of them. Wow…real talk…

And finally, Happy Mommas day, Mommy…You truly are a saint. The world thanks you for raising me…hahaha

Bruce Eagle the Full Metal. Peace!!!

Loquacious Levity 4-13-2009

Hey, you know every time you see accolades for cars its usually some kind of JD Power and associates award Well…who in the hell is JD powers, anyway??? And, why should I respect his opinion…He could be a whino or a Tarheel fan for all I know…

Speaking of that…when a sports team name is plural like the Miami Dolphins or the Tampa bay Bumshanks (panthers fan remember???) and you want to refer to a single fan…is it Bumshanks fan or Bumshank fan???

So grammatically it goes, in a set of two choices there is the former (First choice) and the latter (2nd choice)…Do you ever know anyone who chooses the former? Ever?

There is a comedy troupe named “Lonely Island”(pretty much the parody song guys from SNL) and they have a album out now…The first single is “I’m on a boat” with T-pain. CLASSIC("I'm on a boat mutha f***er don't you ever forget it"…Its actually one of the best parody albums ive ever heard…Its pretty much the ONLY parody album I’ve heard but its still surprisingly hot…not just funny but the songs are good too…Even though “D**K in a box”("see i'm wise enough to know when a gift needs giving...ITS MY DICK IN A BOX!!!") is a joke song, its still one of the best I’ve heard in a min. Good job guys…

I was recently asked by a female friend in frustration: with all women have to go through in life, menstruation, pregnancy and childbirth, and then menopause just for a cherry on top, what do men have deal with???”

My response: women…

Relax, it was just a joke, ladies (kinda…)

It’s pretty cool to be someone who tells jokes all the time…if you ever offend someone you could just play it off as a joke

Who in the hell keeps raising the damn tipping percentages??? Can we vote on this, at least?? And, I am, for better or worse, me, so you know I have to go here: 1) if the waiters don’t set menu prices…what does a percentage of my meal have to do with them…I spend 30 dollars on two drinks and two meals…What’s the outstanding work for that!! 2) If it’s damn near mandatory, why are we still calling it a tip?? I would really shut my mouth about this if it were called a service charge…nah, not really. 3) If you are late with our food and we have to hunt you down for more liquids, why do you still think you deserve a tip??

And, I know someone is gonna say, “I was a waiter in college. I would have starved without the tips!!” Tell me how is that MY fault?? When did the onus of actually paying you become MY problem?? I AINT YOUR BOSS. If I am, then let me get your SSN so I can fill out your W2!!…Don’t get me wrong, ill tip for EXEMPLARY service and even regular service, but damn man supporting you shouldn’t be my responsibility. I am just trying to take my old lady out on the town…

And, ok, I am just gonna come out and say it: you are just walking back and forth…come on…do we tip the cooks? Do we tip the restaurant manager?? There are a lot of people that work harder than a waiter in a restaurant that we are not federally mandated to tip… Hey, I worked in a dish room at a buffet. Did ANYONE come back there a tip us for the abundance of clean plates?? I am just saying…get over yourselves

Relax, it was just a joke, waiters (nah, not really…)

With that last rant, I feel like I am in the first scene of Reservoir Dogs…but hey, it’s called Loquacious Levity…not Original Opinions…on that note: Good look, George Carlin for the format…

Tiger Woods or not: golf is still the worst game on earth…Now, miniature golf on the other hand…CLASSIC…

I’m thinking mini golf is actually harder than “real” golf….now THAT would be a sport…Could you imagine how many tourney’s Phil Mickelson would lose if he had a “windmill” hole to deal with?

Reader note #1: didn't really feel like searching for pics today so i am just using random ones from my harddrive...Likey??

Reader note #2:“...my D**K in a box!!!”

Started watching the Tudors with my “new” lady (yep that’s my story and I am sticking to it) and if this show is factually correct then, Henry the VIII was/is the realest nigga on the planet!!!

By the way, if you are new to this, I wouldn’t advise reading this in one shot…all in moderation

Did you know that a work of art is always supposed to be referred to in the present when discussing existence? You can’t say “Jane Eyre” WAS a boring book…you have to say “The Scarlet Letter” IS a boring book…Once its created, bound and published, it cannot be UNCREATED…gotta love that!!!

I am not even gonna lie…I used to read “Ramona” books for accelerated reader in elementary school…Drew the line at babysitters club though…Sometimes…Hey, you can only read so many Encyclopedia Brown and “Goosebumps” books…

Did you know we are “fighting” a war in Afghanistan, too??? Damn, sure was news to me…Dude, we are, as a nation, like that dude you know that’s got a girlfriend and a few on the side…multiple girls?? Ain’t that the brokest nigga you know??? Two wars…wow…

Explains a lot though…

Turns out that even the Postal service is in need of some fundage…They purchased exorbitant homes for their relocation packages some homes even being in the millions…Dude, stamps are 42 cents and when’s the last time you seen a letter?? Where in the hell did they get that kind of money in the first place…

A lot of colons this LL…I think its apt though with all the literary colon cleansing each paragraph represents…

What I really wanna know is: where the hell did all these pirates come from??...

And, what you know about Edward Teach?!?!

Ok, rethinking it: J.D. Powers IS a pretty cool name. A name that cool I guess I wouldn’t mind him Tarheel or not…And wouldn’t it be one of those names where you would just say the whole thing? Like James bond or a tribe called Quest… “Yo, this is my homeboy, skillet…and this is my manz, J.D. Powers from Lagrange”…Now, his associates…not so much…I don’t know them like that…

To all hip-hop artists out there: haven’t we had enough of the club??

To all radio stations out there: haven’t we had enough of the club??

To all the ladies who can get in free but still don’t go: haven’t we had enough sausagefests of the club (I know that didn’t make sense but I am a slave to symmetry…spelling, grammar, and cohesion?? not so much)??

HA, sausagefests…autocorrect THAT, MS WORD!!!

George Orwell said once, Like Christianity, the biggest argument against socialism is its adherents or something like that…That can SOOOO be said about non-smokers…geez, stop bellyaching…you wanna cigarette…

I decided to quit smoking…excuse me, it was decided that I was going to quit smoking…If it weren’t for Sunny T, I would have NEVER even thought about attempting to discuss thinking about quitting…EVER…I’d been smoking through a hole in my neck dammit…If nothing else, just to spite non-smokers…Plus, I feel bad for tobacco farmers. IS ANYONE THINKING ABOUT THEM!!! Huh, little “Truth” commercial ads?? Hmm, whets gonna happen to them if everyone stops??

I hate those sanctimonious “Truth” commercials…Eww…cigarettes have cyanide in them eww…la-di-dah...well, the air has NITROGEN in it…so what??? …Your mother’s mouth has boric acid in it…

Ok…my bad…I’m nic’ing…I’m cool now…

Ok, Ok…In memoriam: the top five things to smoke a cigarette after…Nah, lets run that back: the top five things that make you wanna smoke…F-it good enough:

5. Eating- What’s better after a fine rib dinner than hitting a sweet heater??? You tell me!!!

4. Drinking- What’s better after 7 or 12 Jack and Coke’s than a succulent bogie?? Just gets ya right here!!!

3. Working out-What’s better after a hard core quadriceps workout than savory menthol?? Oh, it’s just me?? Really?? Wow…

2. Getting ya Marley on…-What’s better after a mah-glific (hahaha that’s word to scoe on that one…again, AUTOCORRECT THAT!!!) Phelps slug than a tender C.I.

1. Coitus-what’s better after a 7.835 minute love session than a budweiser-like, monster burger-esque, cell phone brain cancer-ian, SUV fossil fuel guzzler-like, Prescription drug for anything -like(yeah ran out of suffixes…), wonderful, mellifluous drag on a cigarette???

Well screw it, I’ll just have to find something else…

Bruce Eagle the full metal. SMOKE!!!(just kidding...kinda)

"You can quote me on that"-Friends and Family Edition

"Women are like the devil with cramps and super powers"
My roommate, your friend and minz, Scoe pontificating on the feminine mystique "

I just want to crawl into a vagina and yell and see if it will echo"
Scoe's girlfriend, Co-founder of Shackle Free Productions, Shayla "ladies and gentlemen, Shayla Mutha-flurbing Peacock" Peacock

"There wouldn't be any echo. I assume it would be like yelling into a damp couch"
A suprisingly sober bruce eagle's retort


"Nah, seriously though...nobody likes Maroon Five"
Colton, lead guitar for No Walls, our house band...be on the look out


"I got dogs and if my house ever smells like that...you need to tell me"
Star commenting on why one of our friend's house smells like dog crap


"Yeah I think he's got some dogs in the back though..."
Scoe's response

"Whew, i was HOPING he did...how many does he have? like 200 hundred?"
Bruce eagle's retort

"the dog excreted some kind of oil on me so I had to jettison the bitch"
Bruce eagle on why he had to drop Milanda's apparently terrified chuihahua to the floor[female dog by the way...]

[aside: the following is an excerpt from a BS, forty-five minute meeting me, scoe, and my friend skip(Tyrell Moten) had with a studio we were trying to use for skip in fayetteville...Oh you aint know, outside of being world class bloggers, me and scoe do artist development...dont worry, you will hear all about it soon enough...read on]

[Begin scene: Bruce Eagle, Scoe-says-he, and Skip are sitting in a basement with the water running in some distant corner like there is some japanese koi pond in the back and cockroaches on the floor. The young lads are on the other side of a desk seating a paunchy man with the skin of burnt butter and a young lady whose front teeth resembles the grill on one of dolomite's cadillacs]

"So, me and my partner here are in artist development and we are trying to front a little studio time for my man skip right here...What do you charge"
Bruce Eagle getting straight to the point...

"Yea thats cool and we will show you around the studio in a minute but you know we also do artist development too...you gonna need press kits, websites, etc...we've been doing this for a minute. We even got these artists that have been doing this for 10 years...You may have heard of them...Darkside Camp[Bruce Eagle's thoughts: NOPE NEVER HEARD OF THEM]We got videos and press kits for them all done here[waving a hand about as if we are in grandiose surroundings]
Cadillac mouth's response...

"So, yeah, what that about studio time. When can we record..."
A frustrated Skip's comment, trying his damnest to be calm

"Here is a song from one of our artists from his webpage...All our artist have a webpages...We do all of it right here [again, gesturing around the broken down basement]"
Cadillac mouth continuing her non-relevant diatribe

"I mean, all thats good but if we aint got nothing to give anybody what are we doing...Can we get some rates for studio time??"
A frustrated Skip's retort, trying his damnest to be calm

"Here's one of our artist's track with Blood Raw...have you ever heard of blood raw"
Cadillac mouth continuing her ever lengthening, non-relevant diatribe

"Oh, that's hot as hell right there"
"[No i haven't heard of Blood Raw...I try not to listen to garbage]"
Bruce Eagle's spoken sentence and what i was ACTUALLY thinking upon hearing the "track"

"So yea we gon be in contact about the artist development...We need gon' need some press kits for our guys..."
Bruce Eagle just trying to get the hell out of there

"Nice Studio"
"[What the hell is this crap...Protools my a$$...]"
Bruce Eagle's spoken sentence and what he was ACTUALLY thinking upon seeing their "studio"

"Maaaan, them niggas was wack"
Skip's sentiment upon leaving the studio
[End Scene]

"Aww...I think i am going to start rooting for Michigan State for awhile"
Sunny T, tarheel fan and alumnus, commenting on the NCAA Championship drubbing...

"Lay your heeee-yeaaad on my pill-aaargh"
Sunny T singing al green on the toilet

"Grrrarrrrrarrr"
Blake the snake "griffin" Davis...anytime he sees Shayla "ladies and gentlemen, Shayla Mutha-flurbing Peacock" Peacock

"You know your cousin's in jail again...guess what he asked me to get him...a color television...talking about going to wal-mart looking at prices...How is he going to use it?..."
My mom telling me about my crazy cousin

-"And, we're taking dumps all over ya faaaaccceee" [oh there's more]
-"Everybody's momma...ooohh ooohh...had to suck a little d***...had to suck a little d***...we might as well admit it..."[nope, not done yet]
-"And, she's licking on my b***s like she likes it...yeah...yeah...yeah...mmm"
Me and scoe just freestyling the sillest things we could think of...

Just a few reason why everyday's a pleasure...

Bruce Eagle the full metal. Peace!!!

Loquacious Levity 3.5.2009

Hey, what the hell is Rush Limbaugh's appeal? I mean are republicans THAT pissed all the time to listen to this blowhard. He's what santa claus would be if he didnt have a heart or a soul...I look at Rush like Bill O'reilly(well slightly, I actually kinda admire O'reilly's balls...when he's not bashing hip-hop that is...). I can't hate him b/c that is EXACTLY what he wants. And, I will not have some fat, pill popping freak of a bastard control my mind. See, no hate at all...

Admiring Bill O'reilly's balls huh...getting this LL started of right!!!...

Do you wonder just how many secret service men are gonna have to follow George Bush? He's gonna have to have that Spartan army on him at all times. Im just saying...You cant really blame one man for all of what we are into but he would be an apt start.

That brings up a good point though: Why aren't more former chief executives(sigh...it feel so good to finally have that man in the FORMER category.) assassinated. They implement policies that last forever or at least for long while. They get to elect, if they are lucky, supreme court justices, forever. Their impact has long reaching affects. Just b/c they are administrative neuters doesn't mean someone aint pissed off they have no home, savings, eldest son or health care. Im suprised someone didnt blow Reagan's ass away as SOOON as he stepped off the lawn...

Random quote #1: "A-fraud", Every publication "cleverly" reporting the Alex rodriguez steroid scandal

A-rod is the perfect example of how we as a public build up to bring down. Ok, so he is the highest paid baseball player ever...Its like that heaps so many things on to him, unfairly...like YOU wouldnt've taken the money too...And just b/c he doesnt have any postseason magic doesnt mean he isn't one of the best baseball players ever...Just b/c he took some steroids doesnt mean he isnt the one of the best baseball players ever...Everybody needs to chill on the steroids thing...Why are you crucifying this man like he is the only one? Like baseball aint been dirty since 1880 something...Like a negative drug test means you AINT on steroids(how many potheads you know pass drug tests...ALOT)...And, what the hell does he have to apologize to US for?

He should've apologized for setting a bad example for the kids and adults who idolize him ...the key word though is "idolize" when ever you worship someone that aint Jesus("who is the master of this house"-How High) they are gonna fall and its gonna seem even worse b/c we put them up so high in the first place...

I tell you what : every player needs to shut his damn mouth about this though...1) there are all these unspoken rules in baseball..dont slide cleat first, if you hit our batter we're hitting yours, etc...what about the one that says don't rat on your fellow players...why are you so adamant about steroids now...you wont saying not a damn thing like 96 and besides, he is your brother. If they can do him like this, dont think for a sec they wont do you like that either...2) do you guys really wanna play against a pissed off A-rod with a chip on his shoulder? He is one of the best to play the game. Steroids or not.

Hey, did anyone ever think we have such a problem with children looking up to spoiled atheletes b/c they see US, grown ups(or "grown up" in my case), looking up to spoiled athletes??

I love those Freecreditreport.com commercials. they are so catchy!!! "...So why am I dressed up like a pirate in this restaurant..." Just can't get 'em out of your damn head is all...

OK, so now we have finally converted to full digital after what had to have been a billion dollar marketing campaign...Does you TV look any better?

Women please stop wearing graphic tees...Its either I am actually trying to read whats on your shirt and come off like a perve...or I am actually trying to look at boobs and got all these words in the way...just stick to sweaters please they are so much easier...

Ok, so maybe Heath Ledger really deserved his Oscar. I just saw the Dark Knight the other day(yeah, need to step my movie game up) and the brother pretty much carried the whole movie. True, the movie pretty much centered on Joker but his perfomance was so layered and masterful that you forget you are watching a actor (which is the point but doesnt happen as often as it should).When he had his first scene it felt an AWFUL like Jack Nicholson but after awhile it morphed into something creepy as hell, kinda scary. Don't get me wrong. I loved the first batman to death. Michael Keaton was the best Bruce Wayne/Batman combo until Bale came along and I love me some Timmy Burton, but he's kinda like Poe with his darkness, sharp but not menacing. This joker and this movie is sinister and brooding. This captures and presents in glorious technicolor the evil which begets more evil yet paradoxically creates heroes. It captures the fickle nature of the populace. It captures my favorite superhero in the light he was supposed to have. Kudos to all and a R.I.P to Heath...

Still think Robert Downey should have got SOMETHING for Tropic Thunder...maybe he can find solace in his coveted "Crying Monkey" award.

You ever notice that every one in history that has preached peace and was becoming reasonably successful with it was murdered, quite violently? Guess I need to change my sig, huh...

"Its all because some hacker stole my identity..." DAMMIT!!!

Hey, say what you want about "octomom" but at least she aint putting out no ugly ass babies for the world to look...can't say that about a LOT of folk...

Dude, seriously though, I love kids like the next man but America's long time fascination with "the children" is starting to get a bit pedophilic...Do we really give a crap about octomom's kids? There are HOMELESS CHILDREN out there. Let's start with them first...

I guess the lesson here is: if something bad or tragic or miraculous happens/happened to you, you better damn well make sure you are photogenic!!

My roommate scoe is a world renowed wrasslin' fan. So, I watch a little from time to time(still not a big fan of watching men in underwear grappling but its something to do b/t foghats...) and I got to wondering: You know how wrestlers come out all greased up and what not? Who does that? It can't be them...Is there an online applicating for that? How do you get that job? Is it like whichever intern brings the wrong coffee has to grease down John Cena...?

Random quote #2: "you put gorgeous george in a bare knuckle boxing match. What did you expect to happen? A grease down and a shiatsu?" Jason Statham "Snatch"

So Terrell Owens got released from the Cowboys. Dude, how much of a arrogant bastard do you have to be to be fired by one of the most arrogant bastards ever?

I dont know about you but I am just worried about the Dallas strip club and sit-up equipment markets now that Pacman and TO are gone...

You heard it here first: "Don't be that guy" will be this millenium's "whoop there it is". 'Member back when that song was out and everyone was using it like puncuation..."Yea, dont be that guy" is gonna be that...get ready for it...

I'm still partial to the always funny "Don't tazer me, bro" but it doesnt always fit...well, unless you're getting tazered of course...then its PERFECT...

Analogy: Michael Steele is to straight up p****y as...nah, nothing like that chump of a RNC chairman...tsk, tsk mike...Ask condoleeza how lying down with dogs will turn out for ya...taking the rap alone...again, tsk tsk...Hope you like your gun and anti-abortion laws when Rush and the rest of the RNC are hanging you out to dry...

Funny thing again though: When another organization is in ruin(and the RNC is in definite ruin) what do they do? Give it to a black man...

You know the phrase "shit rolls down hill", said whenever lower level employees have to take crap from management...WHERE THE HELL DOES THAT PHRASE COME FROM?? Does shit even roll? Mine pretty much sticks to where it is...What the hell do you have to be eating to cause such an intense bowel movement you gotta do it on a hill, like right then and there....and who was at the bottom of the hill and noticed the shit was rolling? Was he astounded? Frightened? We know what rihanna is doing at any given moment but we cant take the time find this out?

Random quote #3: "They use our dung for fertilizer!" Snowball, "Animal Farm"(hahaha read that line in eighth grade and didnt stop giggling until the end of the day...ah much simpler times...)

I sure missed you guy and gal since I been gone...wont take another two months I PROMISE(kinda...)

Bruce Eagle the Full Metal. Umm about that!!!

Vivid Vignettes: "Hyperbole Aside"

He took a drink to steel his resolve. "this is going to be hard, " he thought, " the hardest thing I've ever had to do." This was an understatement, of course. Throughout his travels, the slightly jaded, forever engaged man about town that he was, would dabble in any and everything he could. The attempt was to savor life to its fullest. No Fear. No inhibitions. Except, when it came to love. He could jump out of an airplane with no parachute and land safely on guts and heart alone, but he could never bring himself to fully love. Let alone tell anyone he did or even allude to the fact. He had been in love of course. The first time left him jaded and the second left him broken.

So, yes, This was going to be hard for him. Seconds danced with infinity as the the ice in his whiskey(on the rocks always) shifted glacially. Waiters moved like erosion on an old mountain. He could see the sinew in his steak soften. "Jesus, he thought, I sure wish this tympani in my chest would quiet down. Pianissimo, big fella pianissimo." Wit was easy in his head, but then again, his brain wasn't nearly as breathtaking as his companion before him. Not in the first.

"HELL-OH," his companion blurted. "You said you had something to say and then you just went blank." Damn, he thought she would just let it go when the waiter brought her duck with cranberries. But, no, the spitfire pressed on. She was going to make him say this. Wasn't she? Couldn't she see in his eyes that his love for her stretched to an infant star whose light had yet to reach earth. Didn't she feel, telepathically, the longing and need when he was away from her; the permanence of passion; the ubiquitous yearning. Simply, she was his drug. He would have to climb Everest in mammoth skin to reach the height and warmth of her being and her presence. Why couldn't she just SEE it. Why did he have to SAY it. Words come a dime a dozen and are worth about as much as a teet with no nipple in the face of action. Action. That was no problem. It was the words. It was the risk that she would break him again, leaving the jumper with no parachute, guts, or heart as he plummeted back down from Everest.

It was worth the risk. The only risk he thought twice about. She made him kiss the sky and savor the vapor as he flew. She was his atmosphere when there was no air. She was his earth when he was unstable. She was his water when the aridness of a single life parched the skin. She was his..."Ahhh, I hate it when you do that. Stop stalling and tell me, " she spoke, interrupting the reverie. He needed one last sip; the fire of the liquor started a furnace inside him. It raged in him like the fury of an unruly sea, like a petulant child deprived of his candy filling his void of courage. Say it, you bastard. Just say it, he thought. "I know I've said a lot of things to you in our time together half of it bull and the other half shit, but hyperbole aside my dear, I..."

"You can quote me on that"-Family and Friends Edition

"Women are like the devil with cramps and super powers"
My roommate, your friend and mine Scoe pontificating on the feminine mystique


"I just want to crawl into a vagina and yell and see if it will echo"
Scoe's girlfriend, Co-founder of Shackle Free Productions, Shayla "ladies and gentlemen, Shayla Mutha-flurbing Peacock" Peacock


"There wouldn't be any echo. I assume its like yelling into a damp couch"
A suprisingly sober bruce eagle's retort


"Nah, seriously though...nobody likes Maroon Five"
Colton, lead guitar for No Walls

"I got dogs and if my house ever smells like that...you need to tell me"
Star commenting on why one of our friend's house smells like dog crap

"Yeah I think he's got some dogs in the back though..."
Scoe's response

"Whew, i was HOPING he did...how many does he have? like 200 hundred?"
Bruce eagle's retort

"the dog excreted some kind of oil on me so I had to jettison the bitch"
Bruce eagle on why he had to drop Milanda's apparently terrified chuihahua

[aside: the following is an excerpt from a BS, forty-five minute meeting me, scoe, and my friend skip had with a studio we were trying to use for skip in fayetteville...Oh you aint know, outside of being world class bloggers, me and scoe do artist development...dont worry you will hear all about it soon enough...read on]

[Begin scene: Bruce Eagle, Scoe-says-he, and Skip are sitting in a basement with the water running in some distant corner of the basement and cockroaches on the floor. The young lads are on the other side of a desk seating a paunchy man with the skin of burnt butter and a young lady whose front teeth resembles the grill on one of dolomite's cadillacs]

"So, me and my partner here are in artist development and we are trying to front a little studio time for my man skip right here...What are your rates"
Bruce Eagle getting straight to the point...

"Yea thats cool and we will show you around the studio in a minute but you know we also do artist development too...you gonna need press kits, websites, etc...we've been doing this for a minute. We even got these artists that have been doing this for 10 years...You may have heard of them..."Darkside Camp"[Bruce Eagle's thoughts: NOPE NEVER HEARD OF THEM]We got videos and press kits for them all done here[waving a hand about as if we are in grandiose surroundings]
Cadillac mouth's response...

"So, yeah, what that about studio time. When can we record..."
A frustrated Skip's retort, trying his damnest to be calm

"Here is a song from one of our artists from his webpage...All our artist have a webpages...We do all of it right here [again, gesturing around the broken down basement]"
Cadillac mouth continuing her non-relevant diatribe

"I mean, all thats good but if we aint got nothing to give anybody what are we doing...Can we get some rates for studio time??"
A frustrated Skip's retort, trying his damnest to be calm

"Here's one of our artist's track with Blood Raw...have you ever heard of blood raw"
Cadillac mouth continuing her ever lengthening, non-relevant diatribe

"Oh, that's hot as hell right there"

"[No i haven't heard of Blood Raw...I try not to listen to garbage]"
Bruce Eagle's spoken sentence and what i was ACTUALLY thinking upon hearing the "track"

"So yea we gon be in contact about the artist development...We need gon' need some press kits for our guys..."
Bruce Eagle just trying to get the hell out of there

"Nice Studio"

"[What the hell is this crap...Protools my ass...]"
Bruce Eagle's spoken sentence and what i was ACTUALLY thinking upon seeing their "studio"

"Maaaan, them niggas was wack"
Skip's sentiment upon leaving the studio
[End Scene]

"Aww...I think i am going to start rooting for Michigan State for awhile"
Sunny T, tarheel fan and alumnus, commenting on the NCAA Championship drubbing...

"Lay your heeee-yeaaad on my pill-aaargh"
Sunny T singing al green on the toilet

"Grrrarrrrrarrr"
Blake the snake "griffin" Davis...anytime he sees Shayla "ladies and gentlemen, Shayla Mutha-flurbing Peacock" Peacock

"You know your cousin's in jail again...guess what he asked me to get him...a color television...talking about going to wal-mart about prices...How is he going to use it?..."
My mom telling me about my crazy cousin

"And, were taking dumps all over ya faaaaccceee" [oh there's more]

"Everybody's momma...ooohh ooohh...had to suck a little d***...had to suck a little d***...we might as well admit it..."[nope, not done yet]

"And, she's licking on my b***s like she likes it...yeah...yeah...yeah...mmm"
Me and scoe just freestyling the sillest things we could think of...

Just a few reason why everyday's a pleasure...

Bruce Eagle the full metal. Peace!!!