Archive for January, 2019


Somber day this way and the Shuffle hit me with one of my Pac anthems.

These lyrics were an anthem for me a bit.

Enjoy.

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James Ingram circa 1979 © 1979 Bobby Holland

Rest in Peace James Ingram.

Mayer officially announced his summer tour. Already texted/DM’d my fellow fans; I see he’s wrapping up this run in the Forum.

Plenty of personal complaints can be said about the man, but as a straight up guitar maestro, I mean, come on…

First draft done. Producer hat going on thinking of how to make this happen. The director is planning a comeback.

Been put back into my creative wheelhouse. Happy.

A mood, defined by a song that never fails to put a smile on my face.

Is this the most, straight up ‘pop’ hit Luther ever had? Probably.

Enjoy!

Halle and Lena are about to bring ‘Boomerang’ back, which was an amazing soundtrack, and thus, today’s video (which is an amazing song.)

My personal connection to this song runs pretty deep. More than enough time has passed, but I can’t hear this without thinking of the most devastating breakup of my life. Shorty had me crumpled up in a laundry basket, ashy as hell, singing along to this when it came on the radio. That’s 100 percent true. Oh, to be young, and think you’ve blown it with your one true love!

A few people who guided me through that experience may also remember this: my adopting ‘Batman’ as my alter ego didn’t start with childhood comic books or Christopher Nolan, but the immediate aftermath of that breakup. Went to work everyday, but would come home, wouldn’t turn on the lights, wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t turn on the television. Just sit in the dark for hours until my body decided to go to sleep. That’s also 100 percent true.

I wasn’t always inspirational quotes on the Gram, my friends. I’ve had my fair share of depression where you’re not even functioning as a human being really.

Anyway, happy thoughts. Cause again, this is a beautiful song.

Enjoy!

Happy for my KU professor, Kevin Wilmott.

Happy for Mahershala.

Happy for the Black Panther crew.

Happy for Ruth E. Carter.

Happy for Regina.

And of course, I’m happy for the Godfather.

Anything can happen a month from now, but today we celebrate.

Melissa McCarthy as “Lee Israel” and Richard E. Grant as “Jack Hock” in the film CAN YOU EVER FORGIVE ME? Photo by Mary Cybulski. © 2018 Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation All Rights Reserved

Three quick notes about the SAG Award nominated, ‘Can You Ever Forgive Me?’

Not all, but most artists, after they establish they can throw fastballs in one genre, want to branch out and prove they do other things. Especially actors. Melissa McCarthy is one of our best working comediennes, of course she wants to prove she can do dramatic stuff. Even the comedic undertones here are toned way down so you have to focus on the acting. McCarthy carries the film without relying on over the top theatrics, can’t take that away from her.

Everyone wants to play the villain, but most people want to play the ‘cool vilain.’ Playing someone a little skeevy, and completely self-centered, and very unlikable: everyone doesn’t have the right ego to play that. So give Richard E. Grant credit for just going all in to play someone, not really evil, but just one of those completely self-centered types who knows how to play on other people’s sympathies to get over.

Finally, this whole film takes place in the NYC literary world. Doesn’t scream cinema, but beyond that as I was watching this, as a film geek, I thought that whole genre of films and TV shows that speak to ‘upper class Manhattan’ that a lot of us grew up on. No need to name names, but how much of that good work can we still just watch without thinking too hard about the people who created them? I say all of this to say, ‘Can You Ever Forgive Me?’ isn’t a Hall of Fame movie by any means, but I can just watch it without thinking twice about any conflicting feelings about the author.

For that reason alone, recommend.

Last week ended with a bittersweet memory of my Frat brother who passed, let’s start this week on a happier note.

My Captain’s birthday was over the weekend. For all the obvious reasons, the number of times we talk in a year you can count on one hand at this point. But birthdays is one of them.

We caught up of course. He’s doing well, family is doing well. He asked about me and I shared a recent personal story with him.

His response was to give me the Official Caker’s Seal of Approval. We laughed for a good five minutes.

If you’re in the circle that gets that joke, you’ll probably laughing. If not, the larger point here is that he nailed me with a comeback, literally twenty years in the making.

We should all be lucky to have relationships that last that long. I hope you do (or are working on it).

Let’s get it people.

MILWAUKEE – 1995: Rappers and actors Big Boy and Andre’ 3000 from Outkast poses for photos after their performance at the Marcus Amphitheatre in Milwaukee, Wisconsin in 1995. (Photo By Raymond Boyd/Getty Images)

The weekend!

The brothers reminded me it’s been a year since we lost our Frat Marek Jacobs. Can only speak for myself, but I went through all the emotions again: sadness and grief and reminscing.

I think it’s coincidental but maybe it’s not, that in the past 365 days I’ve made quantum leaps forward and reconnecting with my bloodline, my Hollywood family, my KU family, doing right for everyone I claim to represent. I’m sure this is what he wanted me to do with my life. That, but not going so far into the role of serving the people I don’t carve out time to go after the things I want for myself. Again, one day you’re here, tomorrow, who knows?

I thought back to the jams of when we met, when he turned me on to the DJ booth. This is clear as day in my mind from the parties of the youth. And it still jams.

Have a good one folks. Take care of each other.

‘A Quiet Place’

Thrillers/Monster movies like this, I don’t consider to be my wheelhouse. But the people (box office) has spoken, this one even has a little Oscars buzz behind it, so I had to see it. A few thoughts…

So, is Emily Blunt having a year, or is Emily Blunt having a year? I’ve always been a fan, but no question this is a career ‘leap year’ for her. A cheap thriller with her husband on one end, and Mary Freaking Poppins on the other. Well played Emily. Well played.

Now, let’s talk craft. Jim Halpert in the director’s chair. Again, I don’t consider this my genre, but for anyone directing their first feature, going low budget (which does mean horror a lot) was a smart choice. I don’t know if I walked away saying ‘Damn he directed the shit out of that,’ but I also didn’t feel like his direction took away from the story he was telling either.

I wasn’t crazy about the monsters. Or rather, the monsters were fine. The plot made sense. But their ‘weakness’… eh, wasn’t feeling it. You know me, I won’t spoil it. But the movie is called ‘A Quiet Place’ and the whole conceit is no one can make noise so… ok then.

Still worth seeing though if you haven’t gotten around to it.