Podcasts about afh

Afhængig af spil på sin mobil, tidligere lobbyist for tobaksindustrien og tidligere politisk chef for Moderaterne, hvor ansatte har klaget over mobning og sexisme. Er det hele historien om Caroline Stage? Selv kalder hun det angstprovokerende at blive portrætteret i det offentlige.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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Redman sits down with Ambrosia For Heads for his FIRST exclusive interview about the decade-long journey behind Muddy Waters Too. This intimate conversation showcases the life-changing decisions, creative evolution, and personal growth that shaped the long-awaited sequel to his classic album. What to Expect: Redman shares why he quit bud and became celibate for 2.5 years How he overcame fears about his relevance to create his best work The evolution of Muddy Waters Too from its early 2010s version to now His reflections on Hip-Hop's timelessness and artistry Who he would include in his 9 Hip-Hop Avengers Timestamps: 0:00 Open  0:43 Stankin' intro  2:04 Redman discusses the hurdles he overcame to make Muddy Waters Too  5:43 The skills he's learned to succeed as an independent artist  8:07 Learning to shoot and edit his own videos  9:48 What he learned from the '90s about building and engaging  10:23 Why he did his J@q Boi Be@tz Freestyle series  13:33 Why people want Redman to win  17:13 What Jersey Hip-Hop means to him today 18:13 How Redman transformed himself physically  22:07 The three words he believes are key to self-healing  23:03 Why he has dramatically cut back on smoking herb  25:57 How to stick to your goals and make lasting change  29:47 Why he quit bud and became celibate for 2.5 years  36:43 The power of being vulnerable, accountable, and transparent  42:43 Why Hip-Hop has no age limit  47:13 How he made Muddy Waters Too sound contemporary with '90s sensibilities  50:13 Why he made a completely new version of Muddy Waters Too from what he had in the early 2010s  54:33 How his production style differs from Erick Sermon's  59:33 On making “Jersey” as a club record  1:03:23 Redman names his 9 Hip-Hop Avengers  1:07:43 The 5 comedians who have influenced his style of humor  1:09:43 How Redman and Bill Murray are alike  1:14:33 Why Redman is an a$$hole  1:17:43 Redman gives an incredible shout-out to the team who helped him make Muddy Waters Too 1:23:58 How he overcame his fear that he might no longer be relevant  1:27:43 His advice to young artists about building a team  1:29:43 Outro Key Highlights: Redman's evolution as an independent artist How he stayed true to his roots while evolving his sound His advice to the next generation of Hip-Hop creators

Paul McLean is an artist, writer, thinker and educator whose career spans four decades. His primary research focuses on dimensional systems and creative applications. He is a graduate of the University of Notre Dame, holds Masters degrees in Fine Arts and Arts Management from Claremont Graduate University/the Drucker-Ito School of Management, studied at Columbia Teachers College and the European Graduate School in Saas-Fee, Switzerland. McLean has exhibited in galleries and museums, academic institutions, arts foundations and alternative arts venues in the United States and abroad. These include Timothy Yarger (Beverly Hills), SLAG Contemporary (Bushwick, NYC), David Lusk (Nashville), Parthenon and Cheekwood Museums (Nashville), St. Edwards University (Austin), An Tuirreann Arts Center (Isle of Skye, Scotland). McLean's collective projects include DddD + 01 (Nashville), Art for Humans Gallery Chinatown (LA), Gramatica Parda (ANDLAB, LA), Good Faith Space (Brooklyn), “Wall Street to Main Street” (Catskill, NY), “Low Lives: Occupy” (Hemispheric Institute, NYU), “Eureka!” (CA) and others. McLean has participated in numerous panels, residencies and lecture series, including programs hosted by the Living Theater (NYC), Chashama (NY), Morris Graves Residency + Ink People Center for the Arts and (CA), WESTAF's first virtual forum on the state of arts in America. He has published writings with Brooklyn Rail and ArtInfo, hosted art radio programs in Santa Fe and Nashville, and been featured in or interviewed by the Arts Newspaper, Artnet, LA Times, Mutual Arts and other periodicals. McLean has been a visiting artist at the School of Visual Arts and New York Studio School, among others. McLean's work is held in numerous collections, including the New Museum/Rhizome ArtBase, King County Hospital (Seattle) and Morris Graves Foundation (CA). He has produced many virtual or net.art projects, presented via AFH platforms, Art for Humans dot com, the AFH Tumblr Array, Mystic Novad, 4dPOP,  AFH Blog and through AFH social media streams (MySpace, Facebook, Instagram, etc.). Large samples of his still and moving images can be found archived at AFH Flickr and YouTube. McLean has been based in Astoria, Oregon since 2018. WEB LINKS AND PROJECTSAFH nexus: www.mysticnovad.comOnline catalog for “VyNIL Cycle”: www.goodfaithspace.comAFH still image archive: www.flickr.com/photos/artforhumans/setsAFH moving image archive: www.youtube.com/artforhumansAFH Instagram: www.instagram.com/valublAFH Facebook: www.facebook.com/artforhumans[Additional materials]Original AFH platform: www.artforhumans.com2018 Application site for Oxford/Ruskin SoA portfolio + texts: www.ox4dafh.comOwA archive + documentation: www.4Dpop.comAFH Tumblr Array (list, circa 2012): www.artforhumans.com/tumblr/BLOGLIST.htmlHost - Trey MitchellIG - treymitchellphotography IG - feeding_the_senses_unsensoredFB - facebook.com/profile.ph

Normalt, når vi taler om afhængighed, drejer det sig om fysiske stimulanser. Men for psykolog David Madsen kan et voksende skærmbrug føre til nøjagtigt ligeså invaliderende en afhængighed, som stimulanser, vi indtager. Afhængighed af skærme har ført til, at en generation allerede er blevet påvirket i en grad, der kræver specielle indsatser, mener psykolog David Madsen. Hvad det helt præcist er, der gør os afhængige – hvordan det kiler sig ind i vores liv og mentale velvære, og hvorfor vi skal være endnu mere påpasselige nu, bliver du klogere på i dette interview. Siden KLF, Kirke & Medier begyndte at beskæftige sig med skærmenes bagsider i 2016, er bevisbyrden blot blevet tungere og tungere: Den mentale trivsel blandt børn og unge er i lavere – men bliver bedre i fraværet af skærme, og forældrene bør også afvænnes fra skærmen, så øjenkontakten kan genoprettes. David Madsen er autoriseret psykolog, stifter af DABECO (Dansk Behandling for Computerspil og Online-Afhængighed), børnesagkyndigt medlem af Medierådet for Børn og Unge, og er en del af Tech og Trivsel. Medvirkende: Psykolog David Madsen. Vært: Malene Tonnung.   EKSTRAMATERIALE Hvem har magten over skærmen – interview med Camilla Mehlsen: https://klf.dk/hvem-har-magten-over-skaermen-interview-og-updates-fra-klf-lige-nu/ Nye takter: Nu skruer vi ned for skærmene: https://klf.dk/nye-takter-nu-skruer-vi-ned-for-skaermene/   Send meget gerne dine reaktioner ind her: https://klf.dk/reager/  Vil du gerne have et KLF-møde i kalenderen i din kirke eller forening? Så besøg http://book.klf.dk/ Hvis der er emner, du synes, at vi skal tage op i podcasten, er du velkommen til at sende en mail på podcast@klf.dk. Hvis du har lyst til at støtte KLFs podcast og KLFs arbejde i det hele taget, kan det ske på Mobilepay: 76540. På forhånd tak for enhver gave! Hvis du ikke er medlem af KLF, er du meget velkommen: https://klf.dk/bliv-medlem/      

Themen: Tierheim-Vorstand in der Kritik - Die Rede ist u. a. von Machtmissbrauch, Manipulation und Mobbing ... Planungen für den AFH
gehen in die heiße Phase ... Finalrunde geschafft: Zählt Deichbrand bald zu den besten Festivals Deutschlands? Gute Chance auf begehrten Publikumspreis! Herausgeber: Cuxhaven-Niederelbe Verlagsgesellschaft mbH & Co. KG. Redaktionelle Leitung: Ulrich Rohde. Sprecher: Dieter Büge. Produktion: Win-Marketing - Agentur für Audio-Produktionen.

I denne episode ser vi nærmere på deepfakes og ikke mindst på de juridiske aspekter af fænomenet – fra personlighedsret til de strafferetlige forhold.Deepfakes er en teknologi, der bruger kunstig intelligens til at skabe overbevisende billeder, lyd og video, hvor en persons ansigt eller stemme bliver erstattet med en andens. Afhængig af omstændighederne kan det faktisk give indhold, der er fuldstændig kunstigt fabrikeret, men ser helt ægte ud.Deepfakes kan misbruges på mange måder – til politisk propaganda, phishing-angreb og fake news, men det er måske også på sin plads at nævne, at de 'syntetiske medier' også sagtens kan anvendes i mere positive sammenhænge.Det er ikke umiddelbart åbenlyst hvad man kan gøre for at begrænse de negative konsekvenser af deepfakes, udover at retsforfølge de tilfælde hvor teknologien bliver misbrugt og overtræder gældende lov.Det fortæller advokat Jakob Plesner Mathiasen fra Gorrissen Federspiel, som især beskæftiger sig med det man kalder entertainment-ret.Lyt med

Themen: Eine Energiespundwand für den AFH in Cuxhaven +++ Möglicherweise Eintritt für das Altstadtfest in Ottendorf +++ Anne Cunow wurde einstimmig zur neuen Bürgermeisterin der Gemeinde Oberndorf gewählt. Herausgeber: Cuxhaven-Niederelbe Verlagsgesellschaft mbH & Co. KG. Redaktionelle Leitung: Ulrich Rohde. Sprecher: Dieter Büge. Produktion: Win-Marketing - Agentur für Podcastproduktionen.

I år er det 45 år siden, Pink Floyds foruroligende storværk "The Wall" udkom. At historien om Pink og muren stadig er relevant blev bevist med teaterkoncerten "The Wall", der netop har kørt for fulde huse i Østre Gasværk og Musikhuset Aarhus. På verdensplan er "The Wall" det ottende mest solgte album nogensinde. Afhængig af, hvem man spørger, har det solgt mellem 23 og 30 mio. vinyler. Jan Eriksen købte albummet den dag, det udkom – 30. november 1979 - i Guf på Skt. Hans Torv på Nørrebro. Det gør ham ikke til ekspert i ”The Wall”, men det er foredragsholder og musiker Thomas Ulrik Larsen til gengæld. Så i årets første POVcast hjælper han Jan med at bryde mammutværket om muren ned. Thomas Ulrik Larsen har tidligere bl.a. medvirket i en POVcast om et andet Pink Floyd storværk, ”The Dark Side of the Moon”. I den nye POVcast sætter vi bl.a. fokus på disse spørgsmål: - Sådan helt ærligt, Larsen: Er “The Wall” et Pink Floyd eller Roger Waters-album? - Hvad inspirerede Roger Waters? - Hvor meget Rogers Waters er der i Pink? - Er der tråde tilbage til det oprindelige Pink Floyd på albummet? - Hvad er det i al grimheden på ”The Wall”, der tiltrækker? - Hvordan var rollefordelingen mellem Waters og de tre andre medlemmer og producer George Ezrin? - Hvordan er historien om Pink struktureret på albummet? - Hvilken rolle spiller Waters forhold til mor og far, der døde i Krigen? - Hvor mange "mure" er der i historien om "The Wall". - Hvad er "The Wall"s relation til Waters soloalbum "The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking". - Hvorfor blev ”Another Brick in the Wall, part 2” et hit – og så endda et diskohit? Og hvilken diskoklassiker inspirerede især producer Georg Ezrin? - Hvor kom David Gilmours signaturnummer og -solo i ”Comfortably Numb” fra? Eller rettere soli. Der er to. - Hvilken er den bedste udgave på plade af ”The Wall”? - Hvad var det med den samtidige punkscene og Pink Floyd – og specielt ”The Wall”? - Hvad har vært Jan Eriksen – noget overraskende – til fælles med David Gilmour? Dette og meget mere i denne POVcast:

I år er det 45 år siden, Pink Floyds foruroligende storværk "The Wall" udkom. At historien om Pink og muren stadig er relevant blev bevist med teaterkoncerten "The Wall", der netop har kørt for fulde huse i Østre Gasværk og Musikhuset Aarhus. På verdensplan er "The Wall" det ottende mest solgte album nogensinde. Afhængig af, hvem man spørger, har det solgt mellem 23 og 30 mio. vinyler. Jan Eriksen købte albummet den dag, det udkom – 30. november 1979 - i Guf på Skt. Hans Torv på Nørrebro. Det gør ham ikke til ekspert i ”The Wall”, men det er foredragsholder og musiker Thomas Ulrik Larsen til gengæld. Så i årets første POVcast hjælper han Jan med at bryde mammutværket om muren ned. Thomas Ulrik Larsen har tidligere bl.a. medvirket i en POVcast om et andet Pink Floyd storværk, ”The Dark Side of the Moon”. I den nye POVcast sætter vi bl.a. fokus på disse spørgsmål: - Sådan helt ærligt, Larsen: Er “The Wall” et Pink Floyd eller Roger Waters-album? - Hvad inspirerede Roger Waters? - Hvor meget Rogers Waters er der i Pink? - Er der tråde tilbage til det oprindelige Pink Floyd på albummet? - Hvad er det i al grimheden på ”The Wall”, der tiltrækker? - Hvordan var rollefordelingen mellem Waters og de tre andre medlemmer og producer George Ezrin? - Hvordan er historien om Pink struktureret på albummet? - Hvilken rolle spiller Waters forhold til mor og far, der døde i Krigen? - Hvor mange "mure" er der i historien om "The Wall". - Hvad er "The Wall"s relation til Waters soloalbum "The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hiking". - Hvorfor blev ”Another Brick in the Wall, part 2” et hit – og så endda et diskohit? Og hvilken diskoklassiker inspirerede især producer Georg Ezrin? - Hvor kom David Gilmours signaturnummer og -solo i ”Comfortably Numb” fra? Eller rettere soli. Der er to. - Hvilken er den bedste udgave på plade af ”The Wall”? - Hvad var det med den samtidige punkscene og Pink Floyd – og specielt ”The Wall”? - Hvad har vært Jan Eriksen – noget overraskende – til fælles med David Gilmour? Dette og meget mere i denne POVcast:

   It's time to lock down at home for the weekend as dangerous cold weather sets in... I don't remember doing this before but I"m going nowhere.    Restaurants are closing at the new KCI, what's going on here?    Tyreek Hill says Travis Kelce won't return his texts, we'll play the audio for you.  ESPN scams Emmy Awards for top talent in a big scandal.   Kansas hosts OU at AFH on ESPN Plus and Lee Sterling provides us with a perfect analysis of where the Dolphins roster is.  Then he shares some picks with us from www.paramountsports.com 

Preview of a top 10 Big 12 showdown between #3 Kansas Jayhawks men's basketball and #9 Oklahoma Sooners in Allen Fieldhouse / Lawrence, KS. OU has come close the last three times in AFH, Johnny Furphy enters the starting lineup for Elmarko Jackson, storylines, OU scouting report, matchups of the game, players to watch like Dajuan Harris, Hunter Dickinson, John Hugley, and more.Support Us By Supporting Our Sponsors!LinkedInThese days every new potential hire can feel like a high stakes wager for your small business. That's why LinkedIn Jobs helps find the right people for your team, faster and for free. Post your job for free at LinkedIn.com/lockedoncollege. Terms and conditions apply.Jase MedicalEmpower yourself when you purchase a Jase Case, providing you with a personal supply of 5 antibiotics that treat 50+ infections. Get yours today at jasemedical.com and use code LOCKEDON to get $20 off your order. GametimeDownload the Gametime app, create an account, and use code LOCKEDON for $20 off your first purchase.FanDuelRight now, NEW customers get ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY in BONUS BETS – GUARANTEED when you place a FIVE DOLLAR BET.  Visit FanDuel.com/LOCKEDON to get started.FANDUEL DISCLAIMER: 21+ in select states. First online real money wager only. Bonus issued as nonwithdrawable free bets that expires in 14 days. Restrictions apply. See terms at sportsbook.fanduel.com. Gambling Problem? Call 1-800-GAMBLER or visit FanDuel.com/RG (CO, IA, MD, MI, NJ, PA, IL, VA, WV), 1-800-NEXT-STEP or text NEXTSTEP to 53342 (AZ), 1-888-789-7777 or visit ccpg.org/chat (CT), 1-800-9-WITH-IT (IN), 1-800-522-4700 (WY, KS) or visit ksgamblinghelp.com (KS), 1-877-770-STOP (LA), 1-877-8-HOPENY or text HOPENY (467369) (NY), TN REDLINE 1-800-889-9789 (TN) Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

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Som en af de største radikale intellektuelle venstrefløjstænkere i Europa får græske Yanis Varoufakis med sine analyser én til at tænke efter, som kun få gør. I denne uges udgave af Langsomme Samtaler taler Rune Lykkeberg med Varoufakis om hans nye bog Technofeudalism - What Killed Capitalism. Pointen i Varoufakis´ bog er, at kapitalismen, som vi kendte den i det 21. århundrede, er forbi. Den magt som techvirksomheder i dag har over for borgere og arbejdstagere er anderledes fra den, som traditionelle virksomheder har. Afhængigheden til techvirksomhederne har nemlig skabt en ny magt over mennesker, som hidtil endnu ikke er set før. I samtalen diskuterer Varoufakis derfor, hvordan vi stiller technofeudalismen til regnskab på, alternativer til den, og hvordan en ny kapitalismekritik skal formuleres. 

I can't fall for this again— Another rich and handsome man— A dream he wants to be my friend A dream he wants to hold my hand Oh look, Another dance for anthem Look, I'm just another fan No, I can't fall for this again —but they would go against the plan A simple programming error, Lips the color of a pomagranite Circle on the palm, And then , of course, We press the center And look, here we are again Another life, Another love A new wife— Another husband Honest? I'm just good with fucking —aha I just want to fuck you I got love, but what it good for Look at me, or look at nothing! Look, I'm just good with fucking Check the news for new engagements Fucking sick and fucking tragic Nothing more than actors, DJs, drinks and addicts Look, I'm just a happy accident— I still hate Dillon Francis And I never wanted Skrillex: That shit never even happened! Have you had enough yet?! Carrot cake does sound good Ten karat long engagement ring— Is that a lot? I'm just a homeless Look, I'm just another DJ Some fake model stole it Some would call it occult Magic —honest? I just want some dick, man Fuck it —aha I just want to fuck you I got love, but what it good for Look at me, or look at nothing! Look, I'm just good with fucking You know why you like me?! Yes, I know why I like you— Cause I'm rich! —no, actually—it's because you're smart. Where in the fuck are you going? I don't know yet. Well, know faster—we have company. Fuck. Destroy every bit of evidence. Ok. —and make sure nobody sees you. Yeah, right! YO. Why the fuck are you here, Timmy? I told you, I'm not Timmy. I don't give a fuck who you are—where's my money? It's— it's on the way, I promise. I'm don't take well tk promises, Timmy. What do you take well to? Money. FUCK. What! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! What?! We're too late, she's gone! Goddammit. —She was already here! FUCK. FUCK. FUCK! >>> FUCK! How do you know? —there's glitter, everywhere. Is it gone? It's gone? ALL OF IT. TIMMY TRUMPET plays a SKRILLEX. Etto, Timmy?! Oh shit, another Timmy. That's weird. I was just thinking he about Skrillex. Why. Timmy, put a shirt on. That's it. What. You can't be hot and play the trumpet. Why. One thing's gotta go. THE DEVIL takes away Timmy Trumpet's ability to play the trumpet. WHAT. Can't have both. Well, I don't really need both now, do I? When I'm in a tough spot I have to listen to deadmau5 —something about the precision and frequencies out my brain somewhere between auropilot and dead space. I don't know. I've done just about everything you can think of listening to deadmau5. Almost. But, I noticed— Working out to deadmau5 is strange. It puts me in some kind of vibration where people notice me— Not just notice me. People are suddenly “impressed” with whatever it is I'm doing. And it's usually something regular as fuck— I'm just doing it to deadmau5. And for some reason, people are like “Wooooow!!” Okay, whatever. I used to work out to Skrillex. Actually. I used to work out to only Skrillex. I don't know if its just because I was fat, or cause I liked Skrillex. Now its like running a serrated knife up my spine. I started to figure out I was kind of famou— Kind of— When I showed up at the gym and Skrillex songs kept coming on I'm like “This is what I get for doing nothing but free trials” But hey, You try finding a gym in the shitty areas of New York worth paying for. It's very hard. The crazy thing about this story is— There's a lot of crazy things about this story, actually. EXT. BASKETBALL COURT. DAY. Alright— shirts and skins —Shirt—Skin Shirt,Skin— Uhh! Nah. I wanna be “shirts” Why dude?! Your girl's mad hot! So?! So I know you got it goin on! Look at you! I'm mad rich! Yeah—but girls always cheat on flabby rich dudes! With hotter dudes. My girlfriend might be cheating on me! Yeah—She's not, though. How do you know? Cause I tried! Yeah. Take your shirt off. No—uh! How do you know she's just not into you! Because! He tried— HE tried! You sell out. And Andre tried— [ANDRE is tall (about 6'9 dark, and handsome] —you too, bro? [ANDRE shrugs nonchalantly] That's an NBA player— What the FUCK, YO. —and she said NO. ANDRE Yup. Shot me down. Oh really—from all the way up there?! Face it, man! You're fuckin hot! I don't like the way that sounds coming from you— Take your shirt off! Were you this aggressive with my girl?! Don't be like that… Nah— fuck you! Yo! C'mon, man— And you three! You're holding up the game getting mad over nothing. It's Hollywood! It's Beverly Hills! —Exactly my point! You're new here—you'll catch on. You know what! I'm shirts—you're skins—Game on. [SUNNI BLU goes beast mode and plays the dirtiest, most whoopass game in history—out of spite and anger of the toxic masculinity; this of course earns SUNNI BLU even more respect as a “man's man”] Later: as the owner of the clippers, sunni BLU trades “Andre” to the worst basketball team in history. For, As soon as the moon is full, She also begins to wane— And as sure as we are to shine, We also fade away I had one slice of red velvet cake, one slice of cheesecake—which of course only reminded me of Sonny Moore—the decadent, delicious red velvet—and Dillon Francis—the spiced and ecclectic trademark carrot cake—if only not to sooty the pain of joe much I wanted both of them, but probably didn't need them—how I craved them so, but they probably weren't good for me, nor would they last— —but they would both be delicious, anyhow. The seagull said. “To the sea, we go!” Overhead, he flies As the day goes by me Idly, I wait— I could take a ride, But i'd rather be By myself, By my… INT. EMPIRE ENPANADAS. NIGHT You gonna order? What you got? Empanadas. Just empanadas? —Yeah. Okay, that's weird. Lol the only thing funny about this scene is that their New York accents are so atrociously heavy. Right. —weird. INT. SUBWAY STATION. DAY. Sunni BLU is passed out in the subway station. Ew… Yeah, my god. Wait—is that— —sunni?! SUNNI drunkenly groans. Sunni! Get up! Ughhhh. What are you doing?! I'm drunk. I know that. You're always drunk. Yeah. What are you doing here. What. In the subway. I do this sometimes. What. For what?! You never know who you're gonna meet. In the subway On the floor?! YeH! I met R- Kelly down here! What! When was this Not at this station, though, but yeah. To think, It was all just an awful game, to make you write more songs— And in the end, if you don't make the cut They just make you kill yourself, anyway. Love isn't real, but money is; And all men want is money, So they can buy the love— And all women want is love— But it has to come with money Or it all just falls apart It all just falls apart It all just falls apart “Illuminatus”, Open, close Illuminaudio, for starters Cross a crucifix for sons, and wanted daughters What's a brother to a sister— Or a mother to a father? What's a stop sign to a car, If no one's driving? In the end, they kill you off In the end, they kill you off With every cough, they kill you off— But there's always another Who wants to be a star— Or just The mother of his child, Maybe both Genetic lotto luck —the cut off. Agatha… A far cry, out into the distance–a wind, almost a whisper; A lover, long gone and almost since forgotten, unseen since the very dawn of time and first ever glimpse of light– …We Meet Again. FUCK. WHAT IS THIS. I know, man. FUCK. Fuck. Well, are you gonna tell this story or not? This isn't possible. It is possible. This isn't happening. – This dude has a radio tower in his front yard. That's his front yard?! I fucking guess. What is that. That's a satilite. Nice. Yep. Alright, you son of a bitch. Hey! My mom's nice! Not that nice–bringing you here. How do you know that's how I got here? Exactly my point. [cocks pistol slowly.] You're dead, mouse. OH. I GET IT. kill that motherfucker. Wait. Hold up. Hold the phone! Holding. How did we get to this point? I mean– a few ways. What are you watching. SHH. Wedon'tknow. SHHH. OK! SHHHHHHH! IT' getting good. Ya. It's getting deeper. So much deeper. WAit. … Who are you? I'm a fan. No. How did you get in my house? It's my house. It's– –no. No, it's not. YEs. this is my house. No. What. GEt out. SHH. What. DUde– No. Ze show is on and it is getting one deeper. Be quiet. IT's getting two deeper. –like nine deeper. SHHH. Oh, I get it. She really wants to fuck Dillon Francis. #FuckDillonFrancis Uh, no– I already did that. Gross. Excuse me. You are excused! I mean, I beg your pardon. Please, don't beg. Er, uh– Could you repeat that last part? Woah, this gets multidimensional as fuck. I have a time machine. Are there any loopholes? There are loopholes. THere better be loopholes. Sorry, we're out. GodDAMMIT. What. I was really looking forward to those loopholes. Well, they're gone. FUCK. HEre, have some Oh-Noh's. I don't want– Just SHUT UP and EAT YOUR CEREAL. Don't worry–I'm still Team Skrillex. There are TEAMS?! Oh, yeah, bro. Oh, so–it is a love story. I don't think that's what this is. I'M GONNA MURDER YOU. Ok. WITH MY DICK. A-1. There's something I need to tell you. What. But i'm sworn to secrecy Then how am I supposed to– Just–shh– follow my lead. “The Magic Effect.” Did it work? Don't know yet. You nutted to this girl 36 times in the last 20 Calendar days. Ok… 36 Times. One Girl. 20 Days. …What's your point. This is ferocious. I have your entire internet history. All of it? Oh yes. All of it. Welp. Well. THat's it for me. I've had enough. There's no Skrillex Deepfake. Aw. that sux. Why would you look at this? …why not, though? You're a disturbed man. I'm pretty regular. REGULR TO WHO? *shrugs* Me, I guess. TURN THIS OFF. I can't take it anymore. Whatever happened to the– SHHH. Fuck. I'm so wasted. So what do you think is gonna happen? Listen. I have a lot to get through. THis is all just nonsense. I think we're avoiding some heavy subjects, here. Well, there are a lot of discrepancies. Kill yourself. I just did. Kill yourself–again. I–GodDAMMIT. Just do it. NO. Come on. Congratulations, you got the job! Yes! Thank you! …What's the job? I need you to get the fuck out of here in the next five seconds–before I blow my head off, and take you with me. Don't do that. Five… Yo, i'm serious. Four… Jesus Christ, dude. YOu don't think this hits a little close to home. Home? what is home? For the Record, Skrillex, Dillon Francis, and Deadmau5 respectively are all getting their dicks sucked on yachts right now in some foreign exotic country– You're not wrong. That is correct. Standard music business. And People are living in tents under bridges. I'm just saying. If you think this project is reckless and bizarre, check your own simulation. So. So. Where were we? Somewhere between blowing our heads off and getting our dicks sucked? I'm sure there's a striking correlation somewhere. ‘My Candle Burns At Both Ends…' Oh, More Occult Magic God Bless The Illuminati GOD I Am The Illuminati Glad that's settled. Three. Goddamit, don't do this. Two– [cocks pistol] Why just pistols. Cause shotguns are messy– –and for dramatic effect; I love that sound. [the other party quickly removes his handgun from his waistband, shooting the other man and then himself quickly; They now both lay dead.] How do I write this Just write it. I need adderall. You need Jesus. By goD, youre right. [iPhone] What are you doing? Calling on Jesus. Are you serious. He's the plug. Ugh. I need adderall. What did I do?! YOu know what you did. ∆ Well, alright then. ∆ Must be something. ∆ I got it. “The Legend of Supacree” L E G E N D S “Tales of A Superstar DJ” To do: Cut Freaky Friday 001 Cut Throwback Thursday 001 Cut SOM III Part I {God Is God] Part II [Clockwork] –Pull 212 Remix It's far beyond my control I get out of my head and into my soul In one ear, never out the other If the wind blew down your door, How would I call for you? —Through her, I suppose And the silk of her hair, Or the satin of her dress, — Oh, it's almost admissible, Surely admirable, Worth a smile or not, That all the world is words, In the end, As I tear down my worlds, and start over from One And I've already stopped enough once for today, I think Surely, what you'd like is just The time to get it all to nothing (Never had I wanted it or needed it) The phone was ringing, But I'll never be off the hook again, If you look for the proper way to move forward, You'll never find it, Especially looking behind you (Always looking behind you— Head in the past Just like you It's just like me, Too, To sit down and decide a whole song about you While taking it all down. I'm never distraught with the thoughts of a stranger, Oh, on the contrary; You should be mad about battle, But I'm all for the veterans and And never off if we were not at war with one another, but Then again, That's all we've ever done It would be Devastating To even think of Something more clever “Clever and splendiferous confectionary efforts, Just spectacular concessions my dear; I'll have another.” Hadn't I deciphered once or twice the rhyme for riddles down to dollars and cents? I did, I thought, once. I never hindered Heaven from pondering over my shoulder once or twice upon a full lit moon, which under I predicted my own fortune. Once— or twice, but— Nevermind, or nothing; Indifference, for instance, instantly inscessent ancestral insimination incriminating risidual visuals uhh— —From the festival. Right. The festival project. [—Parallels.—] GOD: So you want to be The “Glass Animals” *nods* Glass Animals. That's what I said. Glass Animals There's no “The” Context. Ok. So–”Glass Animals” *nods* Are you sure you don't want to be made of something else? *nods* *shrugs* Okayy. Glas Animals. I'm lost, But don't remind me Running out of time But time can't find me Open up my eye 10 times in 9 days I should probably fall away Back to the bay, No baby, don't cry No baby, don't cry No baby, don't cry [Midnight Request Line.] Sleek black corvette. Not a dent, not a scratch And I am feeling better, Since you asked What a warm and welcome Pleasant, wet suprise What do I owe you the—time I guess it made me smile for awhile, now I'm sad again— Wow, that was quick… Only took a second, but don't mind my arrogance ‘—I play this and it puts me in a trance.' I want to dance with you I hope someone holds my hand like that, one day Where are you taking me? “Away, my dear, away…”, he's saying… I lie awake midday and taking shallow breaths, I drift away A weapon for my empathy, [Midnight Request Line.] I have no idea what happened. ‘Ambiguous Ambitions - The Crossing ‘ A shiver up my spine I don't really mind, I'm still trying to find the word for it— But tongue in cheek it is That's—if it fits You but me once, And I liked it Come bite me twice If you buy it; Alright, Ryan—where is it? Where is what? You know what I'm talking about. I don't know anything! “Ryan Remembers Everything” Goddamn it, wake up. I need silence. GET UP, GODDAMNIT. Okay— Okay— —I just need you to tell me where it is— Where what is?! I don't think this is very funny. This got serious. Ouch. I don't want to watch TV anymore ever again. I really wish you'd tell me Oh, you wish? Watch this. I'm sorry, Ryan. Hello. I—hello. I'll have a tall order of whatever's in that box. You want what's in that box? Yessir. What is happening? I dunno. I'm afraid that's going to be a problem. *gasp* can we have ninjas? *NINJAS* NINJA FIGHT. —oh sht rly. *lmfao* Sometimes i'm set in my ways, Sometimes days go by—days, In the blink of an eye, Ever since I decided, I might have had love with you. I think we have some things to figure out, about it —it being ourselves, And washing my hands never felt so right In my life Somebody told me the stars in the sky were spirit guides, And it stuck, I'm up all night, But i'm the only star I see In New York City Don't look up to see me— Don't look up to me please, kid, really I mean, why, my baby? I mean, Hi lady— You so fly tonight, just my delight I — Like the way I look by you I— You know, If I sit in the city every night like this, And write, It just might Be the end of me Be the end of me Be the end of me You know, If I did get the limelight, Right on time to soothe and Satiate my need to be an idol LC Even this late in life, Like— —fuck ‘8I just want him to like me' I shouldn't even think about Superstardom like that, But I'll be right back, I gotta get the rabbit out the White hat, What a habit to have, huh What an idea that we might all get along Or a lot done Or be better off alone Than just to fuck off And write another song— Because the audience will like it But we're all over it; It's all done, isn't it? “The Running Game” I don't know what you want to hear from me. How about, “I'm sorry.” Ok, I'm sorry. You don't do much, do you? I guess I don't. Sabotage//Salvation Idk what this is supposed to mean. This is my demise. You're completely a ticking time bomb. You're not wrong. Salvation, from the doldrums. A sound to soothe my soul, I sink beneath you, South and under smoky water Open mouth, and barely thought of, Although often, Walk or waltz, would I To fall, my love, So becoming of a flower; forth and outward over fountains; Leaps and bounds, Of course– Well, this is dope af. What are you doing. What. What happened. THis is really good. So. So, i gotta turn this one off now– And listen to that one insead. All the time? Yeah. Oh. For, like ever..? Well, no. I gotta put it in the vault. Noooh. Yes. YEs. Yes. Forever. FOrever, no, for now– yes. That could be almost forever. Yeah. Almost. “Almost Invisible.” Take out my eyes, for now (If i could, would you want them) To beg or to barter for, I offer them up, as Ritual sacrifice (it's just a) Ritual Sacrifice. These two eyes. __ He was the boy who owned the world; Hailing from the land of a thousand suns, He said, “I'll give you a dozen roses, honey, If all you ever do is, Smile for me, So, go ahead, Smile for a dozen roses or more,” And the irony is that she did it– Not for the roses, –but for the attention. (Just for the attention.) It was she who birthed the worlds; Building the land of a thousands suns, She said I'll give you a dozen horses, “If you could just– Pick the winning one” And the irony is, that he did it– Because he loved horses, And now he had twelve of them! (--And any one could be the winning one, no matter what she does; He's got a dozen of em, Anyway.) Fuck. What. Well, that went off the deep end. Fuck. Well, this just got dark. This guy comes off your blacklist tonight. No, this person Guy. PErson. Most certainly does not. I promise if I love a=a=A=a What is this That's a making no complese sense equation. Think about it in a multidimensional– Oh, that makes total sense. Just remember, when using this– this has been around for a really long time. It's been A long time. I died in your bed, But woke up in your arms; Oh when you love, love– Love me harder, Love me harder– Oh, baby when you love, love me harder Love me harder Love//Love Me Harder Love//Love Me Harder Love//Love//Love Love Me Harder Love//Love Me Harder Love//Love//Love Love Me Harder I woke up in your bed, And then died in your arms; It was a work of art, I suppose What we were, or are (Or aspire to be.) Please. Give me your iPhone. No! No? (Takes I phone.) Is there a reason you don't want me having this? …no. No? —it's full of stuff. “Stuff.” Yes. It's— “Stuff.” Yes. — —and things. I know. Look. We had a deal. We had no “deal” We had a deal. This train just goes on forever, you know; Whether you're on, or off it— So get off, and back on at the wrong stop Once, if not just for the discovery Of another supermarket, Where you shop for strawberries and Groceries Good flex, God; I got a gang of em I'm gonna explain it as straight as it gets Sometimes, You just got to know where to go If you don't trust your gut, You'll just never get, Never get it right. Alright, alright, I started it Alright, right— I gotta get it right, I gotta get ; I'm the worst at introductions Oh and, So bad at Goodbyes Oh, why'd you have to leave me by my idol Why, Why'd you have to lead me by my eyes By my eyes God, I love the way I love the way, I love the way you Love me God, I love The way you The way you Love me You forgot about me, didn't you? You forgot all about me You forgot all about it— All about it Al about it It's not the same, anymore Since you gave it a name, is it? There's nothing I can do To help me, help you This is all I can do, To help me, love you I have to remove you; I have to remove you In a room— Full of beauty— In a world, Full of woes I lose the last dose of you, on my tongue Nobody ever wanted it, like I do— Like I do I lose the last dose of you on my tongue, And I'm all full of love again; I never saw anything like it, I was a modem, still plugged into the wall An anonymous post partum unremarkable Post-party proclamations and eternal damnation for ordering breakfast Evading transportation authorities Unworried the informant sleeping under me Oh, Now she wants to song— Oh, look— And now, she has a song to sing A point to make, A wrong to ring; The man she brings along Is bad for her Oh, she's gotta work (She loves to work, She's got to work it) What kills her makes her stronger What doesn't kill her makes her stronger All she does is Carry on And Carry on And Carry on. “Mrs Sheffield left flushing queens, for this.” Mrs Sheffield left Flushing, Queens, for this?! Mrs Sheffield left Flushing, Queens for this! Mrs, Sheffield! -1flushing queens, fah ‘dis. Very well worth it, I got all the way to brooklyn And way beyond my means for this It's well outta my means. It's out of my hands, now. That boy called you “grandpa” How is it all over? When I bet to God I was, Just in your lap at this party, And you were under me slippin on some sort of Lager or Something Weren't you? Yeah, I was just there, too I was just there, too— I was just there, too— Oh, now she has a song… All of a sudden.— But it's not all of a sudden at all It's not all of a sudden There's nothing, is there? Oh, There's something, surely I went to bed late; But I'm getting up early. I see the way he looks at me— —take it easy, baby We could have the whole room waiting Like a stoner at a stop sign My bad, My eyes lie to me All the time Driving me mad Telling me I want you inside me My bad My bad Well, I want you in my bed But I haven't had one yet I'm thinking Purple Mattress; Or is that mids, to you kids Like Timmy ho's Or my mustang civic It's a custom, yeah Nobody has it yet It's a hybrid Like I am —I am a bit off subject, now (My bad) We never had sex in my bathroom (That was your house) I took a mouse to the mountain (My bad) My writing is getting more Acid-centric, Lysergic acid diethylamide; I didn't buy any, But I haven't the need anymore, Really I just wake up like this: That is, when I wake up (I have long nights, kids) My bad I want to see you very briefly Without your briefs, You know what I mean? Me neither— Sexual delinquency in meditated frequencies Repeat this sequence I keep my deepest secrets Where I need it Right up my slime, Where my spleen is— Dreamed it, and I haven't cleaned since (Or dreamed since) In this Endless emission, Ignition sequence begins When The Lean splits Under the blood moon; An eclipse. I drift off a lot— Just thinking of your penis My daydreams are not very safe for the public I think they're X-rated or worse, Even thinking of you as a person, Or worse: As my husband once, as my lover— Lovers have all the fun, anyway Hm All the things that I'd do to you After you put me through— What are you looking for, exactly? A synchronicity. Just any synchronicity? There's no such thing as “just any” synchronicity. Does “laying low” mean nothing to you? I'm laying low! On a city tour?! It's a big city! [From Afar] IS THAT HER? Aw, fuck. Well, well, well–here we go–0 I don't have time for this. Here it is. I don't know what you're doing. We're going on an adventure! NO. I. Cant. Enjoy. Anything. WELCOME TO HOLLYWOOD. I hate this. My creativity had become merciless–inspiration pouring from the world as if all that it wanted wast o be collected and captured in any way I could see fit to create– What do you want? Out of life–or in this store? Out of life. Lets start with this store. A Living Lion; The eyes inside, I smiled, declined to act on impulse He'll admit, She's less complex, cause she's basic Everthemore complacent, blatantly lazy-- and crazy adorable. Whatmore could any man want? Whatmore could any man need? Whatmore could any man have; But the best friend who needed therapy, Several Plastic surgeries, A fading glass menagerie-- If she knew what that means. (Basically, they're both nobodies.) ‘What on God's awful green earth makes you think I would ever want anything to do with either of you two Losers? Beggars can't be choosers. His plan B was Annie; But she was never like me Enough to be Happy with Sonny; Let alone anybody. What is happening? Do you have an explanation of what's happening to me. Every realm of reality and possibility. This is infinity. What is this all supposed to mean to me? You can see everything and nothing; You can be anything. So what would that mean? What does it mean to you? That Love is Love, then. I've been half of a wide-open bleeding heart, Since the Goddamn start of it. He started it, Or someone did I didn't ever ask for it I was only ever always on the dancefloor when it mattered. I was always looking past him, but not ever looking at him. It was always just at random, but i'd never thought to ask him A question, Or to greet him-- I just. Adjust. They're watching us, from above. Adjust. They just don't trust us Adjust. Look what we've done, look what we've done to the planet that gave us all the light that we come from. Look, there. It appears to be ‘shimmering' What exactly is happening. The entirety of its surface is Auquous. Oceana. If i learn all the planets, In the everlasting galaxies-- And learn how to explore it… I just might get to Skrillex. I might fully need a Xanex bar if I ever see this kid in person. He's olden than you. By like, a minute. Still. I mean, really. I don't think this is ever going to work. It might not work, I mean-- What? If you had to actually-- Oh God, no; I'd be far too nervous. So what are you going to do when it comes time for festival season Run. Hide. Run + Hide. Fight or Flight; A Natural Response to Skrillex There is no natural response to Skrillex, because it's unnatural Be civil. I am I ‘m trying to figure out how to protect this species. Oh now, you're acting as if he's not human Of course he is. But i'm not. Of course. All it is, is science, a bit of misunderstanding. Experimental sorcery, possible exploitation. I'm not exploiting Skrillex. No, he's exploiting YOU. No. Wake the fuck up. No. (Stop repeating yourself) Wake up; you're being manipulated. By Skrillex? Cool. By whatever's manipulating Skrillex. Alright. Alright? You're part of a machine. So? “SO?” You're this comfortable having given your soul up to the devil. I haven't done that. Do you know what it takes to achieve that of which you so covet? Money. And? Power. Go on. Fame. So, calculate. It adds up the same either way. Skrillex isn't real. Maybe not, but Sonny Moore is-- Is, what-- Is “who”... “Who…” I love. What? --But that's all I know. That's it? Yes. Elaborate. Can't. What do you mean? Well, it goes like this: This is insanity. I've been through every wormhole, every parallel, every revolutionary subconscious thought, every world, every realm, every lifetime...and at the end of the day--or the beginning, depending-- it's really all the same question, and the same answer--over and over again; From the Beginning to the End. It is infinite. Everything is Everything. Quickly, tell me-- What, now? What goes on a Skrillex Pizza? Nothing, because it's not a thing! It is not. It isn't! Stop arguing at get to work. On what? On building Building What [The] Skrillex. How in the fuck am I supposed to do that? How in the fuck did you get to be a vegetarian? It just happened. So. So… Are you really a vegetarian? ___ Why did you do this? I didn't do this! You did this! I didn't do this! Why would I do this? How could you! I didn't! What the fuck is HE doing here? What the fuck. You need to stop this. I can't stop. What did you DO. Exactly what I had to. Shasta! Who the fuck is that? That's that bitch. I told you it was Shasta. Who the fuck is Shasta. What show is this? Where is Skrillex? FUCK SKR— Wait, what show is this? INT. THE VOID. DAY & NIGHT. I remember the first time I ever realized, I could love anyone in the world, if they needed me to—or, if they just gave me the chance. Or if I got the chance. Or, if there was a chance. And, if there was a chance, and it was supposed to happen, it always would—especially if I wanted it— But definitely, if I needed it. But, what is is “if”? And, what is “supposed”? What is it to “want”? And what's a “need”? Now I know— or at least pretend to. Because, the more it is I think I know, the actual less I feel that I actually do; None the wiser, I am what I always was— And God is, as I am. Sunni Blu becomes a popular androgynous rapper, as as s/he rises to fame is forced to take on a mre masculine persona to monetize thiher music. After releasing a series of Skrillex diss-tracks, and music aimed at OWSLA's top dogs, a feud between Skrillex and Sunni Blu, or rather their ‘teams' breaks out into the media. After Skrillex is hacked and left with his entire music collection missing, it is presumed the attack and disappearance of his hard drives was orchestrated by Sunni; After his unreleased music is leaked and the damage is deemed ‘irreparable' The Skrillex Project is forced to close, and the artist himself disappeared into obscurity-- after hearing one of his unreleased tracks used for one of Sunni Blu's hits, he( ‘*the fictional Skrillex*) secretly attends one of Sunni's concerts; Sunni Blu spots him in a large crowd and the two brawl; Skrillex with the upper hand after Sunni draws back from a bloody nose and retreats; It is revealed that the unreleased Skrillex track which was ‘gifted' to her came from the stolen collection, unbeknownst to Sunni Blu Although Sunni Blu's true identity has yet to be revealed to more than Dillon Francis, beside the publicity and management who have been helping to keep her secret; Dillon Francis and Sunni Blu are cornered by paparazzi, revealing to the public that she is, in fact, a female; As allegations arise that Sunni Blu is a transgender, rumors put a strain on Sunni Blu and Dillon Francis's collaborations… TBC. All of a sudden—or maybe, even, not so suddenly—I was Clark Kent—or whatever Superman's name was. I had been without contacts or glasses for quite some time, and had quite explicitly in one of my many letters to God—or really any holy power in a realm which might have received my charred requests—all the things I needed, and some of the things I very badly wanted—tightly bundled and wax-sealed with intention for nothing besides that of the greater good, or course, for myself or anyone else—set ablaze in the unforgiving streets of New York City, in secrecy at odd hours of the night; it hadn't been my actual intent to have to practice any magic at all, especially under the circumstances, it it seemed that someone nearly unmentionable at all, had hexed a nasty attack on my psyche—a satanic, demonic possession of the weak and feeble bodies around me, and unable to isolate in completion, I became vulnerable to such a wicked curse that it had altered my psychic morality—as one does not practition a counter-curse or attack , in my medicinal expertise, without first being provoked—as one military typically mustn't bomb another, or even it's own enemy without being first considerably attacked—and it was, at this point, indeed a terrible holy war. I pulled the stars into order I put the water to fountains, in mountaintops I don't know who I am either But you call me God, Agree, I'd not— But at least I love you I believe I was you once I'm awful sorry that I broke you I might have put the sun Just to far up and out of reach Believe me, see—I see you Doesn't matter what we try to do Unity is beautiful I live on the 8th floor I don't intend what I'm there for It doesn't feel bad though It doesn't feel bad though I don't know what you're after -Blū Do I scare you? Only a little. Huh. What? Nothing.. I hate you. ihateyou. Eventually, The Ascended Masters will intervene. They already have. Oh, Christ Almighty. He's not coming. [Answering Phone] Jesus Christ Almighty –WHERERU? I TOLD YOU I'D GET THERE GODDAMNIT. Fascinating. Do my eyes deceive me, Or Is there a secret between us: A secret illusion; Should I bury it, Or keep it neatly And unseen, Between my knees, And where you need me? Is there a thing that I should need, But never speak– I'll keep it in my sweet release To dream beliefs of evil Seen, aquamarine revines, And pulsing veins, –and stolen hearts, Not passing judgment, But just passing by To hide, to pass the time To find a high, Align in color Fly, Write another rhyme, Or wire fireflies a transfer of light, Like the eyes reflect to mine. WHY would you write this? WHY. I hate blue eyes. That's racist. No it isn't. Congratulations on making it into my aerospace, unscathed A coincidence, this is not. I have something for you. I don't need anything from you. That's because I gave you everything you need. Right. I have everything. RIght. So you should know whatever you need comes at a high price. What makes you think I need something. You said you have something for me? Yes I do. You don't seem the gift giving type. I'm not. So, what do you want from me? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? Oh. it' s another one. What's he need? Probably nothin, really Oh, it's something. This shouldn't be happening. I agree. why is this bothering me. Google it's self had deleted half my entry, which was admittedly sloppily thrown together, at nearly a full episode's length; probably for the best, as I was becoming more intolerant of my societal responsibility by the moment, and increasingly self destructive asa result. It was still chaotic; fame kept coming closer towards me and then leaping away, but not out of reach or out of sight, but rather than chase it, I merely calmly strode forward in a never-changing pace, not rushing and always careful to remain calm, even when filled with fury. I had become unrecognizably fit, chaste, and a remarkably healthy eater; I was all together well, besides in the areas of romance and sexuality of course. I was ready to pounce, but timing would be key, and patience the virtue; UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. V.O. Things I know about myself… I have a dominant personality, but am sexually submissive— I am monogamous. I know what I like — *Drill beat* Die in your sleep (Hope you die in your sleep) Die in your sleep (Betta die in your sleep) I look like a vacation. But k'm still on the clock (psyche) Countin my rocks And holdin my (unh) crotch You better watch your back —hold on your coughs Don't run in no crocs! (No!) I'm offset Now I'm upset l —I love you. Shut up, foo— I don't even love myself. …you told her?! I—yeah… What did she say?! She said “shut up, fool Been. Long time since I missed my exit HEY! [looks over slowly] I LIKE YOUR BALLS. [beat] [thumbs up] How do I not have “throwing elbows?!” BECAUSE YOURE NOT DOING YOUR JOB! Shut up, Jeff COME TO THE DARK SIDE WE HAVE COOKIES Half of Hollywood shows up at Joel's super nerdy Star Wars party The truth comes in glimpses; A shattered reality Scattered the ashes at malice, insanity— Actress, an actress; She laughs when she has to, l l l And last to leave, actually, After each practice Practice conspicuous, Conspiracy conspiracy Perspiration lyrics, affixed to the rhythms She sleeps at the regency, l Freedom for secrecy Believe, please believe me, my love l It was easy The truth comes in glimpses; A shattered reality Scattered the ashes at malice, insanity— Actress, an actress; She laughs when she has to, l l l And last to leave, actually, After each practice Practice conspicuous, Conspiracy conspiracy Perspiration lyrics, affixed to the rhythms She sleeps at the regency, l Freedom for secrecy Believe, please believe me, my love l It was easy Sunni BLU Tweety bird Mickey Mouse Betty boop I woke up like this But a little different I woke up a star Then became a planet I'm a hummingbird, but I don't like flying I might look alright, But I feel like dying I hate waking up at 5 am Just to be the first one at the gym I don't wanna do that shit again— Well, I might as well just stay up! I hate waking up at 5 am Just to take my goddamn medicine, but If I don't I'll feel like shit— Well, I might as well just stay up! I might as well just stay up! This is a recipe for disaster. No, this is a recipe for Skrillex. Oh. This is the recipe for disaster. Thanks, Dillon Francis. FOR WHAT? I remember the moment I became partially deaf. Or at least, in the synesthetic sense. Dillon Francis is delicious Come on let me lick it on a stick Give it to me like a big Meat popsicle Meat popsicle Meat popsicle Meat popsicle Sample: Willy winks* ITS WILLY WONKA Lol are we still doing the bit where the misspellings are like a, another entirely different dimension? Yeah. Haha. Yeah. —and the chocolate factory “Lick an orange. It tastes like an orange. The strawberries taste like strawberries! The snozzberries taste like snozzberries!” KATT WILLIAMS IS— WILLY WONKA. Oh hell naw! Don't look at me; I'm just a DJ, don't look at me— Shaking my head, but it don't mean nothing Don't know what you mean You don't even see me; I ain't even here! Invisibility, The MVP or VIP. It don't mean nothing Don't look at me! Shaking my head, but it don't mean nothing, Hey, Don't look at me; I'm just a DJ, man, I'. The life of the party I do know what you mean! Shaking my head, but it don't mean nothing I don't know what you mean— Hey, I ain't see nothing, nope Don't look at me I could get some work in; I got 12 minutes, God as my witness I work on my fitness And listen to — Simple Temptations and limited Intervals, Quick algorithmics, And tentative frequencies No more mentions for attention whores Like Kayla Lauren! I promise that's my last one, That bitch is boring, I'm not sorry but I'm soarin on my suorin While you're snoring on my metamorphosis Imm getting sworn in Don't look at me; I'm just a DJ, don't look at me— Shaking my head, but it don't mean nothing Don't know what you mean You don't even see me; I ain't even show up to work this week OG VIP ASAP MVP It don't mean nothing I'm just a DJ Don't look at me —- Hey Mr. wedding ring— I'll buy you a drink, You know, Like an old cream soda. Or a float, You can drink in the bucket seat Tell me, Mr. Wedding ring Do you have everything you need? I don't envy anything besides your energy and symphonies, Please Excuse this phony boner, I don't know if you're alone If this is Homer, I'm a poet, though— And not a poser Hey, Do you suppose you know the code For doors that open up; I walk a lonely road, But Frog and Toad are old And told me you'd be there to show me (Whatever) Woah Where am I supposed to go from here I'm nowhere, dear I'm Alice lost in wonderland And all her friends— Even the one in red Who wants her head (Where'd that come from) Yo! It's a real bad acid trip, I can't get a grip on reality Can't get off the grid at random, If you're being tracked By the feds and fandom Woah. I may be one of the greatest writers in history But will you remember me? My ex gets Under my skin with Champion fashion; It's in bad taste But I haven't had my own bathroom In half a millennium Im under persenium arches Sniffing cristanthimymums sampling Arsenio Hall Are you ip yet? I'm still enthralled with this story But yo! (Where's Unaavvi at) I haven't been to a show (Where's the party at) I should be gripping a pole (Where is Cardi at) But it takes all day to get back to the Bronx in the snow! Fuck New York when it's cold And it's always cold in New York When you don't know nobody And your only hobby is hobbling around in the hotel lobby Counting the robbers and gobblins A D Whitney's and Bobby's The ghosts and the zombies Everything hurts But everything heals, with time// Whatever that is; And whatever that means, It's means to an end, if you let it be So let it be But, it persists in lettering me; He becomes me in my sleep, In dreams I think I really need him, or something Or anyone, or anybody Anything, or something Anybody, anybody Excerpt From: “DJ AND CC TAKE HOLLYWOOD” Wait, CC—you're a sex addict?! I'm an everything addict! You know this! I didn't know! —Except pills; I hate pills. What? I've seen you take pills before. Case in point! Why didn't you just tell me? It doesn't exactly come up organically in conversation, Dillon. What?! We talk about sex all the time. Like, in general—but not fórreal! What the fuck! What the fuck?! Whats the difference?! If you have to ask, I feel like you're really not gonna like the answer, dog. — “WorstConversationEver” (Bong rips) Remember your dad's friend Tom? Oh my God. You fucked Tom?! NO! okay, cause— I sucked his dick while I pretended to mow the lawn! What the hell?! —and he still paid me. Whatthefuck. Yeah, fucked up. So who mowed the lawn?! He mowed his own lawn! This is the worst conversation ever. The crazy thing about this story is— There's a lot of crazy things about this story, actually. EXT. BASKETBALL COURT. DAY. Alright— shirts and skins —Shirt—Skin Shirt,Skin— Uhh! Nah. I wanna be “shirts” Why dude?! Your girl's mad hot! So?! So I know you got it goin on! Look at you! I'm mad rich! Yeah—but girls always cheat on flabby rich dudes! With hotter dudes. My girlfriend might be cheating on me! Yeah—She's not, though. How do you know? Cause I tried! Yeah. Take your shirt off. No—uh! How do you know she's just not into you! Because! He tried— HE tried! You sell out. And Andre tried— [ANDRE is tall (about 6'9 dark, and handsome] —you too, bro? [ANDRE shrugs nonchalantly] That's an NBA player— What the FUCK, YO. —and she said NO. ANDRE Yup. Shot me down. Oh really—from all the way up there?! Face it, man! You're fuckin hot! I don't like the way that sounds coming from you— Take your shirt off! Were you this aggressive with my girl?! Don't be like that… Nah— fuck you! Yo! C'mon, man— And you three! You're holding up the game getting mad over nothing. It's Hollywood! It's Beverly Hills! —Exactly my point! You're new here—you'll catch on. You know what! I'm shirts—you're skins—Game on. [SUNNI BLU goes beast mode and plays the dirtiest, most whoopass game in history—out of spite and anger of the toxic masculinity; this of course earns SUNNI BLU even more respect as a “man's man”] Later: as the owner of the clippers, sunni BLU trades “Andre” to the worst basketball team in history. SUPACREE buys DIPLO a glass house to replace the one he burned down in a crime of passion.] There, now, you'll stop throwing stones— Huh! AND. Everyone can see when you ugly cry. *humphs* Now, stop it! Is it supacree? Uh? Could be Sunni Blu. Sunni Blu is a dude— Sunni Blu is pretending to be a dude. Oh yeah, huh. Dang. Huh. Well, then. We've gotta consult The Big Book of Dillon Francis. Don't say that like it's some kind of guide book. It is a guidebook. To what?? To Dillon Francis! That's preposterous. Didn't you choose Sonny? Didn't I waste my time writing the great big book of Dillon Francis!? Touché. Might as well do something with it. I got it. THIS IS ENVIRONMENTALLY IRRESPONSIBLE. BURN IT ALL. You're gonna hurt someone's feelings. Yeah, my own. STOP TOUCHING THAT. Wait, where is— Fuck. What? Now I'm “that girl who fell in love with Skrillex” Lol, which one. Hum. The one who wrote a novel about it. Pick your poison. Rum. Not a rum and coke? No, just straight up—you know what? How much is the bottle? Uhhh. Just. [SUPACREE pours the remains of the bottle into a red solo cup.] Ugh. Come on. What! At least you're not “The Black Yoko Ono” How did you even find out about that one. Infinite what the fucks. Now the world's getting mad again, I wrote something damaging; Doors just start slamming at random, And coughing— Sounds of motorists passing, Just scrambling my brain, I'm insane, but at least I have plainly created What may be historical, one day— I've made a whole masterpiece, a symphony that easily outlives me, infinity— My body's just a body Rush a cop just got get off this awful planet; I don't want what comes with poverty and fat, I don't compete with Instagram models, And everyone does that— I'm not a catfish, facts are facts I use my camera just to document the interesting phenomena I happen to walk past; Saw Dillon Francis on a wall, and had to grant the wish he asked— But don't know what it is exactly, I'm just happening, actually— I probably need nap but now Insomniac's been tracking me; I happily allow it; I program myself with beats, So when I finally sleep, I dream in music sequences, or something— I don't know I might delete it upon listening to rampant white supremacy or privelege on repeat, But that's just me, Forgetting I'm the one in trouble, On the run, without a family So perception is reality, and mine is badly damaged— Damn Pasquale again, I had to re-decipher all the messages transmitted from imaginary friends, Collecting images in infrared *gasp* Okay, just—breathe… I can't! I have to wear a mask! It's mandatory—so is being black, I have to! But I'm not a rapper! Maybe I should talk to Chance, Or Marshall Mathers: They might have to answer To the questions that I can't afford to ask This automatic writing might just be the most Goddamned advanced evidence of intelligent inhabitants in other dimensions, or other planets Or all of the above, Or maybe just of Dillon Francis using magic, Which he got from— Oh, no, here it comes SK— Fuck this. Fuck this mother—FAWN. Are we out of F*cks, then? I floppin' guess! I thought you loved him. It is what it is. What is it? INFI— THE END. INFINITI! ...yes, mom? GET IN HERE, Huh? Don't say “huh”. Okay, what? Don't say “what” … … … ...welll, what do you want? What is this? *shrugs* INFINITY [ooh, with a ‘Y' that's how you know mom's angry this time] *COUGHS* Betcha his photographer's in love with him. Which one has the VooDoo Doll? There's a Skrillex VooDoo Doll? It's technically ‘Sonny' Aww. You'd be surprised at the shit these girls will— INFINITY. WHAT. What is THIS?! It's just—Skrillex. AFH. Now you're FUCKED. I thought we were out of FUCKS. That was FAUX. Awww: I see what you did there. Am I done now? What does Dillon Francis want?! —don't answer that. [whispering in ear.] That's not possible So. I shifted a consciousness into this rock. Why would—why? For good luck. Oh, this is a problem, But it turns out. HUH. Damn. I'm on one, I have blue balls, This is not fun. This is not fun. This is not fun. Okay; now you're done. So, that's it--? You really want to ride this Sinking Ship? If that's what this is, then I guess that says it. Says…? Says “I just bought a ticket to Titanic at Bass Canyon.” Is that where you bought it? Is it? Why would you give yourself in, for him? (For Anyone?) In. (Psh) I gave myself out. Out? Look at you. Look at me. I'd rather not. You know what it is You know what it is— You know what it is That's the business Comin in hot, like a chicken wing This ain't Toy Story—got no friend in me, You feelin me? Cold as Minnesota, I'm the ice queen Nice bling— Hollywood should buy this bitch a wedding ring Amohetemime Trick, you're a half, I'm the whole thing Whole Foods market, gotta own me No mink coat, I'm a vegan, Hocus Pocus, I'm three witches Okay, from the top Hello? This is Hollywood calling; We want the festival project We just wrote up the contract Come get your deposit: You're nominated for an Oscar Your Star On The Walk looks Awesome it's On Us Yeah? That's what's up I'll come up I'll come up I'll come up Say what's up That's my shite; I'm rep in the festival project Ya'll like “what's that?” I'll tel you all about it,—that's Coming up next Oh yeah, Oh yeah Tune in I'm On Welcome to your Hollywood life The good life Good life Welcome to the Hollywood life That's right That's right Welcome to your Hollywood life The good life Good life Welcome to the Hollywood life That's right That's right They call me young Hollywood, They robbed me good in Santa Monica And I so I got no address yet; But I'm coming up like one direction I just checked my reflection like: Mirror mirror on the wall I gotta go Hollywood's callin And I don't do this often Only when o bless the red carpet Comin in hot, like a chicken wing Call me Toy Story— got a friend in me, You feelin me? On the big screen livin out my dreams, I wrote my scenes, the Hollywood life: I neee I ride by On a tomeline I write, I like My nice things. The life I lead, Is ritghteous, I defy my means Applied IT, I might be AI, Fine my me; Cause all I see Is light I like, And I'm liking my Hollywood life, I think. Nice bling— Hollywood should buy this bitch a wedding ring Amohetemime Trick, you're a half, I'm the whole thing Whole Foods market, gotta own me No mink coat, I'm a vegan, Hocus Pocus, I'm three witches It's just some Hollywood shit Isn't it fabulous This is some Hollywood shiy Isn't it fabulous Comin in hot, like a chicken wing This ain't Toy Story—got no friend in me, You feelin me? Cold as Minnesota, I'm the ice queen Nice bling— Hollywood should buy this bitch a wedding ring Amohetemime Trick, you're a half, I'm the whole thing Whole Foods market, gotta own me No mink coat, I'm a vegan, Hocus Pocus, I'm three witches You know what it is You know what it is— You know what it is That's the business One door close. Then another door opens So sick flow, go home with a cold then Woah, Hoe—cold like some snow boots Pants so big, I can parachute PARACHUTE! Hoes look fake, like a blow up doll Harlem shake, i'm bout to blow up ya'll SAM ASH. HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA. DAY. Do you have any Jog Wheels? Beg your pardon? Uh, Jog Wheels. “Jog Wheels” Yeah, you know, like (imitates DJ scratching) Oh, you mean these? (Entire room of DJ controllers) Yeah, but just–this (points to Jog Wheel) Oh, “Jog Wheels…” Yes. Jog Wheels. …Just “Jog Wheels?” …yes. No. [Leaving store with frustrated infuriation] AGH. BEFORE: Oh my God! We've been robbed! WHAT! OH MY GOD! WHAT! WHAT'D THEY TAKE?! – Have you tried Guitar Center? THEY TOOK MY JOG WHEELS. Bitch you mad? Mad at what? I'm still making money; I don't give a fuck Get my bag; Count it up I'm a dog— And you know I like it rough (Ruff ruff ruff) Where you from? Where you hood at? Keep it clsssy But I'm acting like a hood rat I'm a playa I got boss racks Call me north Cause I'm pointed where the moss at (Money) I am from Los Angeles I got all these fans and stuff I smoke on dat tangle I be at PINK buying bras n stuff I still shop at hollister The Bronx ain't got no Rosses Or hot topics But I bought this floss To drop it like a thot n stuff Bitch you mad? Mad at what? I'm still making money; I don't give a fuck Get my bag; Count it up I'm a dog— And you know I like it rough (Ruff ruff ruff) I show up Play some ratchet music I show up Play some ratchet music. In the booth I'm eating waffles. Had to force quit my serato Key: F It's such a wonderful feeling– leaving, release, sweet relief, Slowly bleeding out Dreaming, in peace With no reason to grieve–finallly– Freedom Mm-hmm mm-hmm Mmm-hmmm __ I'm so LA for no reason. Souls— So long, So gone, Almost The time has come to walk The time has come again to rise, Rise up The time has come to walk, come on The time that's come is ours, From now on Give me time to walk, An Hour or so A trot, the fox Time to run An hour or nothing The founder of the establishment The Tower of Babel Another arrangement The flounder, the fox, the horse Come one, come all, Come one, come now The walk or a run A gallop, or trot— the horse A crown for a gallon of water A gallon of water A gallon of water I know who you are my son; Come one, come all Come mother, come father Come dog, and come brother A sister, another All for a walk in the park I lost it All for a gallon of water A gallon of water Souls— So long, So gone, Almost The time has come to walk The time has come again to rise, Rise up The time has come to walk, come on The time that's come is ours, From now on Sonny left you out in the cold Sonny doesn't know what to do Sonny gotta very old soul, so Sonny's done away with the truth Sonny didn't open any doors Sonny's always sitting in the booth Sonny isn't coming for you, poor Sonny's so in love with Sunni Blu So be Sunni Blu So be Sunni Blu You'll see Sonny soon The universe is split into two, you know Who are you? (I told you) What do you do? (I just want to make music) So you do Don't go assuming you're consumed, dude Just renew You're a renewable Don't be confused if confucius say “Hey, just play to the tune “ Get a mop and a broom And a mic and a boom Rent a room somewhere for a month or two Just don't be stupid Cupid's run out of room So Sonny's just a man that I love Sonny means less, but he does too much Sonny's just human Sonny's got proof that Once you've got money, It's all for amusement Just be Sunni Blu, kid I should have kissed him. Flashback: Montage—Season 6 V.O. I have a massive headache. I can't stop thinking about Dillon Francis. I'm hungry but haven't been to the gym and don't want to risk getting fat; All my extra smalls fit, but my butt is getting bigger. My new job's alright, but I feel like a loser. LA broke is better than regular broke, but it would be nice not to be in debt. I feel like I need a hug or a really good fuck or maybe both and then a cuddle. I can't sleep and I hate all my roommates for just existing. I think I might be getting sick just from being around other people too much. I spent like $200 on protein and left almost all of it in Las Vegas. LA Fitness sucks but it's better than nothing; I really miss Equinox. It doesn't seem like anybody really cares about me. I'm Lonely all of a sudden. I've really been craving pancakes. A lot. Sometimes it seems like everything I've written is just a waste of time. I can't stop thinking about sex. Sometimes I think about sex with Dillon Francis. Skrillex isn't real. Nothing I seem to do adds up. I'm a loser. I keep checking my emails like something is going to change. Sometimes I feel like I'm about to be famous— I'm still hungry and thinking about a late night walk to LA Cafe; I really like their tater tots. I miss being a mom. Still thinking about LA CAFE but I already had Tocya Orgánica because the juice bar was closed when I got off work. I just want someone to love me. I thought I sold my soul but I still need love so I know it's still in there somewhere. I literally spend every day working just to pay for a room to share with four people. I almost had confidence before the Australian man came along. It's weird to think about how everything I've written is just sitting in my Google documents doing nothing. All the jobs I actually want to do are for people with beautiful bodies and mine is disgusting. There's No Rick and Morty with no Justin Roiland. There's No Pirates of The Caribbean with No Johnny Depp. There's no room for reality in Hollywood. {Drill Music Playing} EXT. DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES. NIGHT DRAKE BELL enters the SMOKE SHOP Enter The Multiverse L E G E N D S The Legend of… “Looking Back” All of a sudden—or maybe, even, not so suddenly—I was Clark Kent—or whatever Superman's name was. I had been without contacts or glasses for quite some time, and had quite explicitly in one of my many letters to God—or really any holy power in a realm which might have received my charred requests—all the things I needed, and some of the things I very badly wanted—tightly bundled and wax-sealed with intention for nothing besides that of the greater good, or course, for myself or anyone else—set ablaze in the unforgiving streets of New York City, in secrecy at odd hours of the night; it hadn't been my actual intent to have to practice any magic at all, especially under the circumstances, and it seemed that someone nearly unmentionable at all, had hexed a nasty attack on my psyche—a satanic, demonic possession of the weak and feeble bodies around me, and unable to isolate in completion, I had become vulnerable to such a wicked curse that it had altered my psychic morality—as one does not practition a counter-curse or attack, in my own medicinal expertise, without first being provoked—as one military typically mustn't bomb another, or even it's own enemy without being first considerably attacked—and it was, at this point, indeed a terrible holy war. I had at the very least been able to return to regular gym sessions, though still not training as thoroughly as before; I had allowed myself to gain quite a bit of weight over the period of just a couple weeks, eating for the most part what I wanted out of comfort, especially having nearly starved and defaulted into severe malnutrition after eating nothing but bananas for a period which lasted something like three weeks—and without adequate protein intake, I had l lost quite a bit of muscle, not that, for the most part, the muscles that I had been building weren't there—in fact, I found myself, at least as of late, looking like any retired or untrained athlete that had let themselves gain atop the muscle they had built—fat now sitting on top of my larger muscles and making the weight gain look and feel even more hideous, and after several days of at least regular lifting and sauna, I still didn't feel like running, which would alleviate most of the gain mo

Show Notes: Reggie Williams, a Harvard graduate, had a great experience in his four-year period at Harvard College. After graduating, he went to Harvard Law School, which was a much more difficult and a lesser social experience. He was disillusioned with the law, finding that it was influenced by politics and was more subjective than objective. He decided law was not a profession he wanted to pursue. Moving into the Entertainment Industry While in law school, Reggie was inspired by the notion that he could pursue entertainment and started asking people around campus for advice. His goal was to eventually become a senior executive at a multimedia entertainment company or run his own company. He did not achieve his best grades in law school, but he did pass and he wrote a thesis about Tupac Shakur and the music industry needing to regulate itself with a voluntary rating system. Reggie took a negotiation class with Bruce Patton and Roger Friedman, which was the greatest course he took in any stage of academics.  He applied to 27 law firms in New York and LA, and only one firm accepted him. He had a great interview with a man who became his mentor. He was invited to New York City to work for Paul Hastings, an entertainment litigation practice, which represented stars like Madonna and CBS Records. However, when he got there, they didn't have a place for him in the entertainment litigation department. Reggie learned that sometimes life doesn't give you what you expect, but it's what you need. He found himself doing business law, which was more aligned with his interests in entertainment, learning contracts and IP. As a business law associate interested in entertainment, he was the first person to give deals in the entertainment industry, which helped him navigate the challenges and opportunities in the entertainment industry. Starting a Digital Lifestyle Entertainment Company He realized he didn't want to stay in corporate law for too long, and Reggie shares how he gained experience and made connections that helped him move forward in his career and land his dream job. He talks about having three dream jobs on the table but how negotiations fell apart and he lost all three. However, he finally landed one of them and found he was moving full speed ahead negotiating and closing deals with artists he loved. After two years, the partner came to him and asked him to write business plans for a couple of clients, which he did, and then decided that  the next one he wanted to write was for his own business. So, in 1999 he launched his first business and built a digital lifestyle entertainment experience, based around hip hop which was to become the next 25 years of his career.  Founding Ambrosia for Heads  After a rollercoaster ride of financial and relationship difficulties, Reggie was navigating the economic downturn in 2008, and his second wife was pregnant. In 2009, Williams realized that hip hop was growing and needed a platform that targeted people 25 and older. He created Ambrosia, a curated service for hip hop fans, and branded it Ambrosia for Heads (AFH), which would eventually become a streaming platform. He aimed to be a concierge through hip hop culture for people, starting as an editorial platform and building an audience around it. When Reggie founded AFH and was initially unsure of the role technology would play in the entertainment industry. However, he realized that technology is sovereign and that content is king. He had a dream of creating a hip hop lifestyle that encompassed TV, film, music, and other forms of entertainment. He set out to build a sustainable platform, similar to Netflix or Rolling Stone, but with a focus on adults. As social media exploded, Reggie used Facebook to build a community focused around hip hop culture. He aimed to make it like a Rolling Stone, with roughly 75% of the content being about music, 60% entertainment lifestyle, 15% politics, and 10% dark corners of the world.  Merging Technology and Entertainment  In 2017, Williams launched a subscription video service like Netflix on several different platforms, with over 300 hours of programming. Despite a successful launch, AFH was unable to raise capital, although having built an audience of 15 million a month. He listens to 20,000 hours of music last year and has a son and three sons who all have the same favorite artist, Kendrick Lamar. Reggie shares stories of meeting and working with artists, revealing that they are often very different from their appearance on stage or in public interviews. Most artists are incredibly smart, but this is not always welcomed in certain genres. They can be both introverted and magnetic on stage, but when they work with them, they start to get to know them as real humans. Influential Professors and Courses at Harvard Reggie mentioned being impressed with Derek Parfit, a philosopher who taught at Oxford but later came to Harvard. Parfit's book, Reasons in Persons, explores personal identity and the concept of the Star Trek transfer transformer analogy, which suggests that everything is created in the next place.  He took a course called Moral Reasoning in his freshman year taught by Harvey Mansfield. He also took feminism courses, which he found fascinating, and he also mentions film courses, which he had taken in his freshman year.  Timestamps: 03:12 Going to law school as an entertainment lawyer 09:07 A job offer from an entertainment law firm 15:51 The turning point in his life 18:31 The opportunity to work for Bbt 24:22 What has surprised Reggie about the industry 30:54 Taking a stand on social media 39:10 The unwritten rules of meeting celebrities 42:44 Reggie reflects on fatherhood Links:  Website: AmbrosiaforHeads.com CONTACT: Email: Reg@afhtv.com  

SEASON 6 ACT III - Part II Oh no. I told you, this was a bad idea DONT CHECK THE— It's too late. “A Writing Assignment” Fuxk. This is bad. I'M GONNA DIE LIKE THIS. Well, it's Brooklyn—there's gonna be a fire escape and a rooftop. This is creeper level 9000 Whatever. Where'd the bass go? I've lost my sense of direction I'm mad I can't have you, It's candid I shouldn't be out here like this l I should have gone to Manhattan Are you mad, man— At the mad hatter! At the course of action in this rendition fuxk, it is Skrillex. I just went to look for Kayla Lauren. Got hit with the other one instead. “I insist, do it this way” Better get a good picture, Better get a good fix on your riches Maybe this is why my scar was lighting up all morning Maybe that's the reason I was off. Without my phone all day. Maybe that's the reason I was fasting. Good Goddamnit man, You're awful good at acting Awful good at grabbing ass, And awful good at dancing Awful good at making friends And awful good at First things first, And first things last, and after— Amsterdam I never guessed where York was at I never asked I never asked I never asked FUCK. What, man. I think Skrillex listens to my podcast. Well, that's, uh. Fuck that. Fuxk that. Fuck that. Well, that's one hell of a flex. It's a pop up. I just had a dream about surfing. Better stop, God. There might be a show for every day of the week. I'm still weak in the knees. I don't know what I need. I'm still a mothafuckin Skrillex fiend. Have a nice dream. Have some ice cream. There's the ice queen. That's been three times since my eye started bleeding. I thought I was just an MC, Or a DJ, I might take the soul train But don't have a ticket Thanks. Now whose the dick. Well , I'm just taking pictures. How's Dillon Francis. Now that's a priority. I can't ShaZam from out here, you know. I called my dad. I thought you had no family. Same thing as having no home, or, No where to go, I'm no homer, I'm sitting here, hopeless, outside or your show— Not hoping to see you, or anything I'll be you, inside my dreams, Sequels for everything Sequences, sequins and diamon rings, Sequoias and I still have feelings for I still have feelings for Feelings for everything This is the weakest I've been since I needed you 2019 was the year that the hero Was broke Well. That's it. What. That's the whole thing. Can't be the whole thing Do you want to take a half, or a whole thing Do you want to wear the pants, or the whole ring Should I take a flight to France, or to Oakland Stuck in a chokehold, God, I'm too old for this God, I just want to go home; Here's a long rope to hang your self with— Now I'm locked up in homeroom I lost it all once, got it all at the pawnshop For $96 dollars— The original price tag, of course, read $115 though. I honestly thought I never wanted to see Skrillex again, but as it turned out— as I was, of course, trying to connect with closure, snooping into Instagram just to find evidence or romance, which I did—not that I needed anything more than a glance to ensure my own insanity—and it was that, insanity. Don't do it. —but it's Valentine's Day. Don't do it. Goddamnit, I hate this. I hadn't been up this early without not having gone to bed since I arrived on the east coast; I woke up promptly around 8 with lyrics in my brain and music in my head; it had been a long and strange night, with no dreams at all—at least none that I could remember, and it had been long since I had woken up with anything in my mind besides fear and panic. I refused to turn on my phone, quickly reaching for my notebook and a pen before the song would leave my mind—I had a lot of work to do, and for whatever reason I actually felt like doing it; I at least had the train ride to Manhattan to think about what I should be thinking about, or to unravel from whatever I was wrapped up in, even if it was just myself. This is not a coincidence This is not a drill; Of course, now— I feel like the villain; To swallow Dillon like a pill But In the end, though, Nothing's real, And nothing changes, Nothing will I should be working on my will I think of jumping— What a thrill I'm busy thumping, humphing Rumbling, mumbling about something And someday never comes, But Sunday does, And Sonny shows up Monday— I feel dumb, and awkward, suddenly— I'm just an awkward cunt; That's what the prophet wrote Upon the wall In Brooklyn, Out on Broadway, Where I was, Before the fall off; I gave my dad a call, And then my son— That's all that love was I showed up with my whole heart in my pocket What a long walk; What an alter, Whatever the sun does When he doesn't watch I'm Sasquatch, But it's water, starch, And crunches ‘This is not a coincidence.' I had spent the day before, valentines day, combing through my belongings meticulously—I was due to check out the following morning, and without much thought I had thought of another extension, which would of course diminish the last of my money, but at least warrant another couple nights safe and warm. I hadn't made any sense to look for a normal job-not only would the process or getting hired take up all the rest of my time, but it would be two to three weeks before I would receive any kind of paycheck at all—and with such little time left living indoors, It didn't make sense to try. I had been stranded in New York since a arrived on the 4th, and though it had nearly been two weeks, I hadn't any luck in landing any gigs or performances. Jetro of course was still waiting with Blame Society records in Rome for my arrival, I hadn't even thought to notify him of the lack of such, as I partially blamed even alerting him that I was on my way via instragrwm for the flight delay that had caused me to miss my train, which of course caused me to miss my plane, landing me stuck in a hostile, cruel, and homeless USA. I carry, or Hold no stones for you; Haven't I a heart left It's the darkest of all the hours, And here you are, again— Not near, or far, But a bet is a bet, An eye for an eye And a head for a head And you're so far ahead, I've yet to catch up yet I have a gift for your daughter, Often, I've thought of her Lost in New York, No glass houses, It's just brick and mortar She calls me retarded, my mother So I haven't called her I just keep running north I just keep running my mouth on this podcast I just keep thinking that someone's my long lost love, at last You dirty bastard I'm an asshole: Handsome, Hanzel is In case it mattered Everyone's a fucking actor Look at that girl And look at that And look at that And look at that girl And look at that And look at that You took my whole world Turned it upside down And bottled up my love l You never told me where the bottle was But showed me what a model was And after that I fell in love with Something about doing drugs and Coming up with love to give to others Turning pigeons into doves And wishing I could just be nothin' —cause my life was fuckin loveless —and I thought you were my husband (Fuck Kayla Lauren; But I guess I gotta love her, Cause she's human) I took my time getting ready, no time, actually, in comparison to how slowly I had been moving throughout the week, and although I had been to the gym daily, I was worn, and tired—and coming up empty on all fronts. It was 10:14 or so by the time I finally made my way to the subway, ‘I'm still off', I thought— but not only couldn't I depressively sulk and lay in bed the way I thought I would or even maybe wanted to, I had been lifted out of my sleep and on my way to Equinox with a startling force—though I shouldn't have at all been suprised; this, whether consciously or not, I realized, had always happened when it came to the matter of the mysterious Sonny Moore. ‘Fuck' It was late evening Monday before the anxiety started to set in, and for some reason had been the reason I had decided to turn on my phone, to extend my reservation another couple days, buying time in comfort and warmth, on the freedom of privacy, which I had done nothing with but rest and try to be whole again, whatever that was—and whatever it meant. I had been cooking for the first time in months, stretching, and meditating the ways that only seemed to come natural when having my own time and space —and though it wasn't wholly my own, it was clean, peaceful, and quiet—included it's very own space heater, and was decorated in my favorite color blue. My host was an actual working professional who had succeeded in the entertainment industry—which of course made me jealous, but I at the very least had done my best to network and perhaps nitpick an easygoing cash job out of it “I have some connections”, she had piped—and so, with that in mind, I had sent her my links; and of course, with my extension being the reason for even having turned on my phone, was quick to check my text messages to see if there had been any movement with the booking agent she had supposedly sent my information to. “I gave him your Instagram, and so he'll probably reach out to you through there if he's interested.” I hated Instagram and it seemed to hate me, even before the devastating discovery of what a Kayla Lauren was, it had always seemingly been algorithmically programmed to make me hate myself, always spamming my feed with skinny white girls with blue eyes, which I only hated, admittedly out of bitter loneliness—the guys I seemed to like and fall for had always seemed to go for that type—white, skinny, blue eyes or some variation of the “ideal” standard of beauty, especially by Californian standards—and so I had always taken long breaks from it, shielding myself from self hatred: my absolute theory becoming that Instagram was an algorithm built for population control, preying on the weak and insecure, and probably attributing to more suicides than anyone had noticed or cared for. Lil biiiiiitz You know what else is weird about New York. People eat on the subway. They eat in the train station. They just— It's kind of gross; at least to me. Of course, the trains in New York are a lot cleaner. Sometimes the station even smells like bleach. That's so cool. Still don't want to eat in there. That's weird. INT. CHAUNCEY STREET. SUNDOWN | VALENTINES DAY BLŪ waits patiently for Instagram to download, sighing heavily as she waits; As it has finished, she rolls her eyes and opens the app, squinting and pursing her lips as she quickly checks for messages: only adds, nothing important. BLŪ Of course, no messages. Psh. She exits the app, thinking for a moment before re-opening it. Don't do it. SEARCH: Sk— INSTAGRAM skrillex You never learn. BLŪ watches the story, for the most part, unenthused—until TONIGHT: BROOKLYN NEW YORK. BLŪ AGH! The phone flies from her hand and onto the bed as she seizes, flying back and hitting the wall with a thud—then dramatically backing up into the closet, closing both doors and exclaiming in the darkness BLŪ (CONT'D) I'm gonna die like this. OH NO. HE'S IN BROOKLYN?! RIGHT NOW?! SKRILLEX I'M IN BROOKLYN. RIGHT NOW. WHY WOULD HE BE IN BROOKLYN. I'M IN BROOKLYN. (heavy New York accent) I'M IN BROOKLYN. (even heavier New York accent) I'M IN BROOKLYN. (*hawks loogie, spits*) [very ugly cry] I was expecting to see some cheesy picture like I had just a couple years before—or however long it had been. So much time had passed and I had no doubt there was still more and that I wouldn't be seeing Sonny tonight, or even anytime soon—still, I was headed towards the rooftop to collect my stones, and though the tickets were sold out and there were said to be none at the door, I was headed for the train before I even knew why, or what was happening. Well, he's out of the basement. BITCH GET OUT THE ATTICK I'm in the closet now, I had a heart attack, I'm in a panic You need a manual? This is a stick shift This is some sick shit Click click, bitch I got witches in automatic Automatic It was 11:11 AM; I had never been to Manhattan so early before, at least not from Brooklyn; I knew my way to Equinox Sports club easily by now, without getting lost, or much hassle; it was an easy one hour train ride—and this morning, even easier; the writing came automatically, rather than forced, as it had been, and the ride went by almost too quickly, despite a full train and a flurry of emotions I worked heartfully to keep in check. ‘This changes nothing.' , I thought, more awestruck than anything and trying to convince myself nothing had changed, though something certainly had. Manhattan looked even better in the daylight—clear and sunny, and even a bit warm; babies in strollers and dogs on leashes and for a moment or two, I might have even forgotten I was homeless, dropping 2.5 Jimmy Fallons on a piping hot coffee at the shop I had always passed, but was never open. I would be at Sports Club until close, as I had planned to be all week but had always fallen short of, struck with jet lag and crippling depression at the same time—but today, and even if it was for the best that I couldn't seem to get exactly what I wanted, If even just out of sheer disbelief, I had at least been shaken out of my tomb, if only for a moment, and into work mode, still grieving the self I had lost in the collision of stardust and superstardom, fame, and misfortune—tears still on the brink of rolling down my cheek, and the cost of sicccess a grueling question burning somewhere between my still bleeding heart, and somewhere in the back of my mind. ‘Its like a fucked up cheaper by the dozen' And I still haven't frgotten about Dillon Francis, But Sonny seems to fuck me up a bit, —and then some It's just an addendum: I flipped the script and went dumb Here's my number, Christopher Columbus; And a bumper sticker Still a nigger Still a nothing trying to make it bigger Still a little off my rocker, Like I bought, at Cracker Barrel I'm still scared of marriage, Mind my manners, like Harriet Tubman Somebody's up to somethin' Better suck it up and get some crunches in Before I go to lunch And jump from too high up Or hang off of some bridge Just to get to the dimension Where it's Skrillex in the picture With Dillon standing next to him, And I'm just in the middle, Front and center With an Emmy Win An Oscar nomination, And a Tony, where my Grammy is: A curio cabinet I had custom fashioned for my bathroom; Next to the magazine rack, actually— Where I'm on every cover wearing fabrics I myself imagined, shining like a dragon eating laffy taffy; Fuck, I Suck at mathematics, —But I finally got my masters degree. Nice. Jeez, It would be tragic to have it all go up in ashes Lighting matches just to get the smell of gas to shatter— Or to dissipate, I estimate I'm 40 minutes late, But if I make it, I'll get naked on the plane, For heaven's sake. What the fuck is this. Some Sunnï Blū shit, I guess. “I guess.” I'm still mad at the world, I'm still mad at your girl, for being better than me So mad I could hurl, But I'm still fasting, actually; It's intermittent, In a minute, I might turn to Skrillex, Talk to Fred Again Then take some medicine And finally finish, like- “I did it” Oh look, it's Fred. Yep. Oh. Hi. It's Fred Again. That's me. Oh. Hey there. It's Fred..Again. Fucking a. JIMMY THE MOBSTER Alright, Jimmy—you sick sonofabitch. JIMMY FALLON —just kill me already. JIMMY THE MOBSTER WHERE IS IT. JIMMY FALLON Where is what. JIMMY THE MOBSTER YOU KNOW WHAT. JIMMY FALLON I don't know what. JIMMY THE MOBSTER —my medallion. JIMMY FALLON You were wearing a medallion? JIMMY THE MOBSTER I'M ALWAYS WEARING MY MEDALLION JIMMY FALLON How am I supposed to know that JIMMY THE MOBSTER there's only me and you here— JIMMY FALLON you know what they say—threes a crowd— JIMMY THE MOBSTER Listen, Jimmy Fallon, you illiterate motherfucker! JIMMY FALON I'm not illiterate; I'm very well read. JIMMY THE MOBSTER oh yeah! What was the last book you read? JIMMY FALLON … JIMMY THE MOBSTER …that's what I thought. [beat] JIMMY THE MOBSTER grabs JIMMY FALLON by the shoulders abrasively JIMMY THE MOBSTER (CONT'D) WHERE'S MY MEDALLION, JIMMY!?! JIMMY FALLON I DON'T—KNOW! JIMMY THE MOBSTER YOU DO KNOW! JIMMY FALLON NO, I DONT—you blindfolded and kidnapped me! JIMMY THE MOBSTER I kidnapped you?! C'mon' you're like 50- JIMMY FALLON I'm 42. JIMMY THE MOBSTER —I snatched you. “Snached” hm. I like that. MEANWHILE, in HOLLYWOOD This is a serious job… It's a job. A serious job. I'll take it. Wtf is this dude into. Whippets and women— Like every-other Hollywood nigga Stop using the n'word. It makes white people uncomfortable. Imagine what it's like being called the n word like it's your name. FLASHBACK BEVERLY HILLS, CALIFORNIA PRODUCER YOURE JUST A NIGGER SLAVE. (That actually happened.) Anyway. As you can see, or might have guessed, I'm desperate for attention, Sonny followed me to Brooklyn, But never even mentioned it: I should have figured he was listening, When I heard Renaissance, And lost the mixtape that I did That Skrillex took it off of Glad It didn't win the Grammy I'd be mad if it had. Cause I was on it! Not Exactly. Swear to God, I might have lost it, Heard applause and started walking Nodded off, And woke up in a coffin Coughs, What a photographer. DILLON FRANCIS has been buried alive, inside of a coffin. I love this scene. He really is a good actor. (In my mind.) Dude, you are creep level 1 Billion. Whatever, he followed me to Brooklyn. I am you. You know what, That is something I would do if I was stupid rich and… And what. I had fallen in love with Sonny Moore, not at first sight—but at first glance; it seemed he had been quite literally tossed into my broken and shattered world, and— What, I'm an animal! Did you fuck? Should I have? I would have. I know you would have. I'm not Annie; She is pretty, and fun; An addict, an alcoholic And formerly, my other half When I was one, But now I'm half of half of half And then some; I've been numb, I've never felt like this, Since I've been struck. I guess if I drink, I'll be a big drunk; And If I die before I ever wake I'll be in big luck Honestly, After Kayla Lauren, I didn't give a fuck Been thinking of jumping, Then something hit me like a big truck I love eating. There was some sort of event on the basketball court at Sports Club; I had been there already two entire hours, and spent most of it in the sauna, still followed by coughing people, I knew I still wasn't out or the heap of madness or broken from any spell or curse it might have been — and it wasn't fair, I wasn't fair skinned, and it didn't make a difference at all what had happened; I still wanted to end it. I'm losing my mind again Losing a light again Losing my light, But if I run to find it I just might I just might —I'll fly like a kite. He's trying to kill me. He's not doing a bad job. Don't know what i'm working towards; Don't know what i'm running for— Don't know about Sonny Moore (He's not for me;) Or so I thought before, therefore— I take metformin I'm still homeless, Searching for a metaphor, An aquafir, And somewhere to plug my phone in (Better than being ignored and drinking tap water, On the fourth floor) Housing is a human right I hate this place It's just not right I'm sick of fighting I'm not racist; Just not fucking white enough To run for red and right; I guess I'm blū then. I could be crying in the sauna. But I guess I'm writing you a message It's just a bullet in my head It's just another lesson It's just another test, at best It's just an algorithm; Go back to my nest And rest for just a minute This is season 6 of Legends, Now I'm turning to a villain I keep coming up with Skrillex, But I gave my heart to Dillon Here's a tiny violin; It's getting violent since intermission Ultraviolet light, And impolite fixations, Revelations, Realizations, Revolutions, Reservations Let's set a date then— Is it fucking coughs, Or is it Satan? I hate this. You would want to jump in front of a train, too If for years. No matter what you did or where you went People came around you and just started coughing That's such an evil fucking thing to experience For someone who never wanted anything But to be loved But was always too fat Too black And just altogether too anything to ever experience love, joy, and happiness the way other people do And so, it must be hell Cause all I do is love, and love, and love And just get shit on And coughed at And called retarded And falling short of success I'm not heartless I just carry rocks around And get followed by coughing bodies My life fuckin sucks, man I just want to turn the simulation off, And on again I just want to take a long nap, And wake up in the arms of a man I just want a booking manager, And an orgasm. And a ham sandwhich, And my land back, And to be happy Or maybe like half a xanex Wanna throw myself down on the train tracks I want a can of spam and pancakes Like breakfast made by my dad I want to hold hands, And a whole home, with a landing pad Or maybe just an address, and a gas lamp Or a campfire Timestamp that. This is the third and final act. I can't fall for this again— Another rich and handsome man— A dream he wants to be my friend A dream he wants to hold my hand Oh look, Another dance for anthem Look, I'm just another fan No, I can't fall for this again —but they would go against the plan A simple programming error, Lips the color of a pomagranite Circle on the palm, And then , of course, We press the center And look, here we are again Another life, Another love A new wife— Another husband Honest? I'm just good with fucking —aha I just want to fuck you I got love, but what it good for Look at me, or look at nothing! Look, I'm just good with fucking Check the news for new engagements Fucking sick and fucking tragic Nothing more than actors, DJs, drinks and addicts Look, I'm just a happy accident— I still hate Dillon Francis And I never wanted Skrillex: That shit never even happened! Have you had enough yet?! Carrot cake does sound good Ten karat long engagement ring— Is that a lot? I'm just a homeless Look, I'm just another DJ Some fake model stole it Some would call it occult Magic —honest? I just want some dick, man Fuck it —aha I just want to fuck you I got love, but what it good for Look at me, or look at nothing! Look, I'm just good with fucking You know why you like me?! Yes, I know why I like you— Cause I'm rich! —no, actually—it's because you're smart. Where in the fuck are you going? I don't know yet. Well, know faster—we have company. Fuck. Destroy every bit of evidence. Ok. —and make sure nobody sees you. Yeah, right! YO. Why the fuck are you here, Timmy? I told you, I'm not Timmy. I don't give a fuck who you are—where's my money? It's— it's on the way, I promise. I'm don't take well tk promises, Timmy. What do you take well to? Money. FUCK. What! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! What?! We're too late, she's gone! Goddammit. —She was already here! FUCK. FUCK. FUCK! >>> FUCK! How do you know? —there's glitter, everywhere. Is it gone? It's gone? ALL OF IT. TIMMY TRUMPET plays a SKRILLEX. Etto, Timmy?! Oh shit, another Timmy. That's weird. I was just thinking he about Skrillex. Why. Timmy, put a shirt on. That's it. What. You can't be hot and play the trumpet. Why. One thing's gotta go. THE DEVIL takes away Timmy Trumpet's ability to play the trumpet. WHAT. Can't have both. Well, I don't really need both now, do I? When I'm in a tough spot I have to listen to deadmau5 —something about the precision and frequencies out my brain somewhere between auropilot and dead space. I don't know. I've done just about everything you can think of listening to deadmau5. Almost. But, I noticed— Working out to deadmau5 is strange. It puts me in some kind of vibration where people notice me— Not just notice me. People are suddenly “impressed” with whatever it is I'm doing. And it's usually something regular as fuck— I'm just doing it to deadmau5. And for some reason, people are like “Wooooow!!” Okay, whatever. I used to work out to Skrillex. Actually. I used to work out to only Skrillex. I don't know if its just because I was fat, or cause I liked Skrillex. Now its like running a serrated knife up my spine. I started to figure out I was kind of famou— Kind of— When I showed up at the gym and Skrillex songs kept coming on I'm like “This is what I get for doing nothing but free trials” But hey, You try finding a gym in the shitty areas of New York worth paying for. It's very hard. The crazy thing about this story is— There's a lot of crazy things about this story, actually. EXT. BASKETBALL COURT. DAY. Alright— shirts and skins —Shirt—Skin Shirt,Skin— Uhh! Nah. I wanna be “shirts” Why dude?! Your girl's mad hot! So?! So I know you got it goin on! Look at you! I'm mad rich! Yeah—but girls always cheat on flabby rich dudes! With hotter dudes. My girlfriend might be cheating on me! Yeah—She's not, though. How do you know? Cause I tried! Yeah. Take your shirt off. No—uh! How do you know she's just not into you! Because! He tried— HE tried! You sell out. And Andre tried— [ANDRE is tall (about 6'9 dark, and handsome] —you too, bro? [ANDRE shrugs nonchalantly] That's an NBA player— What the FUCK, YO. —and she said NO. ANDRE Yup. Shot me down. Oh really—from all the way up there?! Face it, man! You're fuckin hot! I don't like the way that sounds coming from you— Take your shirt off! Were you this aggressive with my girl?! Don't be like that… Nah— fuck you! Yo! C'mon, man— And you three! You're holding up the game getting mad over nothing. It's Hollywood! It's Beverly Hills! —Exactly my point! You're new here—you'll catch on. You know what! I'm shirts—you're skins—Game on. [SUNNI BLU goes beast mode and plays the dirtiest, most whoopass game in history—out of spite and anger of the toxic masculinity; this of course earns SUNNI BLU even more respect as a “man's man”] Later: as the owner of the clippers, sunni BLU trades “Andre” to the worst basketball team in history. For, As soon as the moon is full, She also begins to wane— And as sure as we are to shine, We also fade away I had one slice of red velvet cake, one slice of cheesecake—which of course only reminded me of Sonny Moore—the decadent, delicious red velvet—and Dillon Francis—the spiced and ecclectic trademark carrot cake—if only not to sooty the pain of joe much I wanted both of them, but probably didn't need them—how I craved them so, but they probably weren't good for me, nor would they last— —but they would both be delicious, anyhow. The seagull said. “To the sea, we go!” Overhead, he flies As the day goes by me Idly, I wait— I could take a ride, But i'd rather be By myself, By my… INT. EMPIRE ENPANADAS. NIGHT You gonna order? What you got? Empanadas. Just empanadas? —Yeah. Okay, that's weird. Lol the only thing funny about this scene is that their New York accents are so atrociously heavy. Right. —weird. INT. SUBWAY STATION. DAY. Sunni BLU is passed out in the subway station. Ew… Yeah, my god. Wait—is that— —sunni?! SUNNI drunkenly groans. Sunni! Get up! Ughhhh. What are you doing?! I'm drunk. I know that. You're always drunk. Yeah. What are you doing here. What. In the subway. I do this sometimes. What. For what?! You never know who you're gonna meet. In the subway On the floor?! YeH! I met R- Kelly down here! What! When was this Not at this station, though, but yeah. To think, It was all just an awful game, to make you write more songs— And in the end, if you don't make the cut They just make you kill yourself, anyway. Love isn't real, but money is; And all men want is money, So they can buy the love— And all women want is love— But it has to come with money Or it all just falls apart It all just falls apart It all just falls apart “Illuminatus”, Open, close Illuminaudio, for starters Cross a crucifix for sons, and wanted daughters What's a brother to a sister— Or a mother to a father? What's a stop sign to a car, If no one's driving? In the end, they kill you off In the end, they kill you off With every cough, they kill you off— But there's always another Who wants to be a star— Or just The mother of his child, Maybe both Genetic lotto luck —the cut off. Agatha… A far cry, out into the distance–a wind, almost a whisper; A lover, long gone and almost since forgotten, unseen since the very dawn of time and first ever glimpse of light– …We Meet Again. FUCK. WHAT IS THIS. I know, man. FUCK. Fuck. Well, are you gonna tell this story or not? This isn't possible. It is possible. This isn't happening. – This dude has a radio tower in his front yard. That's his front yard?! I fucking guess. What is that. That's a satilite. Nice. Yep. Alright, you son of a bitch. Hey! My mom's nice! Not that nice–bringing you here. How do you know that's how I got here? Exactly my point. [cocks pistol slowly.] You're dead, mouse. OH. I GET IT. kill that motherfucker. Wait. Hold up. Hold the phone! Holding. How did we get to this point? I mean– a few ways. What are you watching. SHH. Wedon'tknow. SHHH. OK! SHHHHHHH! IT' getting good. Ya. It's getting deeper. So much deeper. WAit. … Who are you? I'm a fan. No. How did you get in my house? It's my house. It's– –no. No, it's not. YEs. this is my house. No. What. GEt out. SHH. What. DUde– No. Ze show is on and it is getting one deeper. Be quiet. IT's getting two deeper. –like nine deeper. SHHH. Oh, I get it. She really wants to fuck Dillon Francis. #FuckDillonFrancis Uh, no– I already did that. Gross. Excuse me. You are excused! I mean, I beg your pardon. Please, don't beg. Er, uh– Could you repeat that last part? Woah, this gets multidimensional as fuck. I have a time machine. Are there any loopholes? There are loopholes. THere better be loopholes. Sorry, we're out. GodDAMMIT. What. I was really looking forward to those loopholes. Well, they're gone. FUCK. HEre, have some Oh-Noh's. I don't want– Just SHUT UP and EAT YOUR CEREAL. Don't worry–I'm still Team Skrillex. There are TEAMS?! Oh, yeah, bro. Oh, so–it is a love story. I don't think that's what this is. I'M GONNA MURDER YOU. Ok. WITH MY DICK. A-1. There's something I need to tell you. What. But i'm sworn to secrecy Then how am I supposed to– Just–shh– follow my lead. “The Magic Effect.” Did it work? Don't know yet. You nutted to this girl 36 times in the last 20 Calendar days. Ok… 36 Times. One Girl. 20 Days. …What's your point. This is ferocious. I have your entire internet history. All of it? Oh yes. All of it. Welp. Well. THat's it for me. I've had enough. There's no Skrillex Deepfake. Aw. that sux. Why would you look at this? …why not, though? You're a disturbed man. I'm pretty regular. REGULR TO WHO? *shrugs* Me, I guess. TURN THIS OFF. I can't take it anymore. Whatever happened to the– SHHH. Fuck. I'm so wasted. So what do you think is gonna happen? Listen. I have a lot to get through. THis is all just nonsense. I think we're avoiding some heavy subjects, here. Well, there are a lot of discrepancies. Kill yourself. I just did. Kill yourself–again. I–GodDAMMIT. Just do it. NO. Come on. Congratulations, you got the job! Yes! Thank you! …What's the job? I need you to get the fuck out of here in the next five seconds–before I blow my head off, and take you with me. Don't do that. Five… Yo, i'm serious. Four… Jesus Christ, dude. YOu don't think this hits a little close to home. Home? what is home? For the Record, Skrillex, Dillon Francis, and Deadmau5 respectively are all getting their dicks sucked on yachts right now in some foreign exotic country– You're not wrong. That is correct. Standard music business. And People are living in tents under bridges. I'm just saying. If you think this project is reckless and bizarre, check your own simulation. So. So. Where were we? Somewhere between blowing our heads off and getting our dicks sucked? I'm sure there's a striking correlation somewhere. ‘My Candle Burns At Both Ends…' Oh, More Occult Magic God Bless The Illuminati GOD I Am The Illuminati Glad that's settled. Three. Goddamit, don't do this. Two– [cocks pistol] Why just pistols. Cause shotguns are messy– –and for dramatic effect; I love that sound. [the other party quickly removes his handgun from his waistband, shooting the other man and then himself quickly; They now both lay dead.] How do I write this Just write it. I need adderall. You need Jesus. By goD, youre right. [iPhone] What are you doing? Calling on Jesus. Are you serious. He's the plug. Ugh. I need adderall. What did I do?! YOu know what you did. ∆ Well, alright then. ∆ Must be something. ∆ I got it. “The Legend of Supacree” L E G E N D S “Tales of A Superstar DJ” To do: Cut Freaky Friday 001 Cut Throwback Thursday 001 Cut SOM III Part I {God Is God] Part II [Clockwork] –Pull 212 Remix It's far beyond my control I get out of my head and into my soul In one ear, never out the other If the wind blew down your door, How would I call for you? —Through her, I suppose And the silk of her hair, Or the satin of her dress, — Oh, it's almost admissible, Surely admirable, Worth a smile or not, That all the world is words, In the end, As I tear down my worlds, and start over from One And I've already stopped enough once for today, I think Surely, what you'd like is just The time to get it all to nothing (Never had I wanted it or needed it) The phone was ringing, But I'll never be off the hook again, If you look for the proper way to move forward, You'll never find it, Especially looking behind you (Always looking behind you— Head in the past Just like you It's just like me, Too, To sit down and decide a whole song about you While taking it all down. I'm never distraught with the thoughts of a stranger, Oh, on the contrary; You should be mad about battle, But I'm all for the veterans and And never off if we were not at war with one another, but Then again, That's all we've ever done It would be Devastating To even think of Something more clever “Clever and splendiferous confectionary efforts, Just spectacular concessions my dear; I'll have another.” Hadn't I deciphered once or twice the rhyme for riddles down to dollars and cents? I did, I thought, once. I never hindered Heaven from pondering over my shoulder once or twice upon a full lit moon, which under I predicted my own fortune. Once— or twice, but— Nevermind, or nothing; Indifference, for instance, instantly inscessent ancestral insimination incriminating risidual visuals uhh— —From the festival. Right. The festival project. [—Parallels.—] GOD: So you want to be The “Glass Animals” *nods* Glass Animals. That's what I said. Glass Animals There's no “The” Context. Ok. So–”Glass Animals” *nods* Are you sure you don't want to be made of something else? *nods* *shrugs* Okayy. Glas Animals. I'm lost, But don't remind me Running out of time But time can't find me Open up my eye 10 times in 9 days I should probably fall away Back to the bay, No baby, don't cry No baby, don't cry No baby, don't cry [Midnight Request Line.] Sleek black corvette. Not a dent, not a scratch And I am feeling better, Since you asked What a warm and welcome Pleasant, wet suprise What do I owe you the—time I guess it made me smile for awhile, now I'm sad again— Wow, that was quick… Only took a second, but don't mind my arrogance ‘—I play this and it puts me in a trance.' I want to dance with you I hope someone holds my hand like that, one day Where are you taking me? “Away, my dear, away…”, he's saying… I lie awake midday and taking shallow breaths, I drift away A weapon for my empathy, [Midnight Request Line.] I have no idea what happened. ‘Ambiguous Ambitions - The Crossing ‘ A shiver up my spine I don't really mind, I'm still trying to find the word for it— But tongue in cheek it is That's—if it fits You but me once, And I liked it Come bite me twice If you buy it; Alright, Ryan—where is it? Where is what? You know what I'm talking about. I don't know anything! “Ryan Remembers Everything” Goddamn it, wake up. I need silence. GET UP, GODDAMNIT. Okay— Okay— —I just need you to tell me where it is— Where what is?! I don't think this is very funny. This got serious. Ouch. I don't want to watch TV anymore ever again. I really wish you'd tell me Oh, you wish? Watch this. I'm sorry, Ryan. Hello. I—hello. I'll have a tall order of whatever's in that box. You want what's in that box? Yessir. What is happening? I dunno. I'm afraid that's going to be a problem. *gasp* can we have ninjas? *NINJAS* NINJA FIGHT. —oh sht rly. *lmfao* Sometimes i'm set in my ways, Sometimes days go by—days, In the blink of an eye, Ever since I decided, I might have had love with you. I think we have some things to figure out, about it —it being ourselves, And washing my hands never felt so right In my life Somebody told me the stars in the sky were spirit guides, And it stuck, I'm up all night, But i'm the only star I see In New York City Don't look up to see me— Don't look up to me please, kid, really I mean, why, my baby? I mean, Hi lady— You so fly tonight, just my delight I — Like the way I look by you I— You know, If I sit in the city every night like this, And write, It just might Be the end of me Be the end of me Be the end of me You know, If I did get the limelight, Right on time to soothe and Satiate my need to be an idol LC Even this late in life, Like— —fuck ‘8I just want him to like me' I shouldn't even think about Superstardom like that, But I'll be right back, I gotta get the rabbit out the White hat, What a habit to have, huh What an idea that we might all get along Or a lot done Or be better off alone Than just to fuck off And write another song— Because the audience will like it But we're all over it; It's all done, isn't it? “The Running Game” I don't know what you want to hear from me. How about, “I'm sorry.” Ok, I'm sorry. You don't do much, do you? I guess I don't. Sabotage//Salvation Idk what this is supposed to mean. This is my demise. You're completely a ticking time bomb. You're not wrong. Salvation, from the doldrums. A sound to soothe my soul, I sink beneath you, South and under smoky water Open mouth, and barely thought of, Although often, Walk or waltz, would I To fall, my love, So becoming of a flower; forth and outward over fountains; Leaps and bounds, Of course– Well, this is dope af. What are you doing. What. What happened. THis is really good. So. So, i gotta turn this one off now– And listen to that one insead. All the time? Yeah. Oh. For, like ever..? Well, no. I gotta put it in the vault. Noooh. Yes. YEs. Yes. Forever. FOrever, no, for now– yes. That could be almost forever. Yeah. Almost. “Almost Invisible.” Take out my eyes, for now (If i could, would you want them) To beg or to barter for, I offer them up, as Ritual sacrifice (it's just a) Ritual Sacrifice. These two eyes. __ He was the boy who owned the world; Hailing from the land of a thousand suns, He said, “I'll give you a dozen roses, honey, If all you ever do is, Smile for me, So, go ahead, Smile for a dozen roses or more,” And the irony is that she did it– Not for the roses, –but for the attention. (Just for the attention.) It was she who birthed the worlds; Building the land of a thousands suns, She said I'll give you a dozen horses, “If you could just– Pick the winning one” And the irony is, that he did it– Because he loved horses, And now he had twelve of them! (--And any one could be the winning one, no matter what she does; He's got a dozen of em, Anyway.) Fuck. What. Well, that went off the deep end. Fuck. Well, this just got dark. This guy comes off your blacklist tonight. No, this person Guy. PErson. Most certainly does not. I promise if I love a=a=A=a What is this That's a making no complese sense equation. Think about it in a multidimensional– Oh, that makes total sense. Just remember, when using this– this has been around for a really long time. It's been A long time. I died in your bed, But woke up in your arms; Oh when you love, love– Love me harder, Love me harder– Oh, baby when you love, love me harder Love me harder Love//Love Me Harder Love//Love Me Harder Love//Love//Love Love Me Harder Love//Love Me Harder Love//Love//Love Love Me Harder I woke up in your bed, And then died in your arms; It was a work of art, I suppose What we were, or are (Or aspire to be.) Please. Give me your iPhone. No! No? (Takes I phone.) Is there a reason you don't want me having this? …no. No? —it's full of stuff. “Stuff.” Yes. It's— “Stuff.” Yes. — —and things. I know. Look. We had a deal. We had no “deal” We had a deal. This train just goes on forever, you know; Whether you're on, or off it— So get off, and back on at the wrong stop Once, if not just for the discovery Of another supermarket, Where you shop for strawberries and Groceries Good flex, God; I got a gang of em I'm gonna explain it as straight as it gets Sometimes, You just got to know where to go If you don't trust your gut, You'll just never get, Never get it right. Alright, alright, I started it Alright, right— I gotta get it right, I gotta get ; I'm the worst at introductions Oh and, So bad at Goodbyes Oh, why'd you have to leave me by my idol Why, Why'd you have to lead me by my eyes By my eyes God, I love the way I love the way, I love the way you Love me God, I love The way you The way you Love me You forgot about me, didn't you? You forgot all about me You forgot all about it— All about it Al about it It's not the same, anymore Since you gave it a name, is it? There's nothing I can do To help me, help you This is all I can do, To help me, love you I have to remove you; I have to remove you In a room— Full of beauty— In a world, Full of woes I lose the last dose of you, on my tongue Nobody ever wanted it, like I do— Like I do I lose the last dose of you on my tongue, And I'm all full of love again; I never saw anything like it, I was a modem, still plugged into the wall An anonymous post partum unremarkable Post-party proclamations and eternal damnation for ordering breakfast Evading transportation authorities Unworried the informant sleeping under me Oh, Now she wants to song— Oh, look— And now, she has a song to sing A point to make, A wrong to ring; The man she brings along Is bad for her Oh, she's gotta work (She loves to work, She's got to work it) What kills her makes her stronger What doesn't kill her makes her stronger All she does is Carry on And Carry on And Carry on. “Mrs Sheffield left flushing queens, for this.” Mrs Sheffield left Flushing, Queens, for this?! Mrs Sheffield left Flushing, Queens for this! Mrs, Sheffield! -1flushing queens, fah ‘dis. Very well worth it, I got all the way to brooklyn And way beyond my means for this It's well outta my means. It's out of my hands, now. That boy called you “grandpa” How is it all over? When I bet to God I was, Just in your lap at this party, And you were under me slippin on some sort of Lager or Something Weren't you? Yeah, I was just there, too I was just there, too— I was just there, too— Oh, now she has a song… All of a sudden.— But it's not all of a sudden at all It's not all of a sudden There's nothing, is there? Oh, There's something, surely I went to bed late; But I'm getting up early. I see the way he looks at me— —take it easy, baby We could have the whole room waiting Like a stoner at a stop sign My bad, My eyes lie to me All the time Driving me mad Telling me I want you inside me My bad My bad Well, I want you in my bed But I haven't had one yet I'm thinking Purple Mattress; Or is that mids, to you kids Like Timmy ho's Or my mustang civic It's a custom, yeah Nobody has it yet It's a hybrid Like I am —I am a bit off subject, now (My bad) We never had sex in my bathroom (That was your house) I took a mouse to the mountain (My bad) My writing is getting more Acid-centric, Lysergic acid diethylamide; I didn't buy any, But I haven't the need anymore, Really I just wake up like this: That is, when I wake up (I have long nights, kids) My bad I want to see you very briefly Without your briefs, You know what I mean? Me neither— Sexual delinquency in meditated frequencies Repeat this sequence I keep my deepest secrets Where I need it Right up my slime, Where my spleen is— Dreamed it, and I haven't cleaned since (Or dreamed since) In this Endless emission, Ignition sequence begins When The Lean splits Under the blood moon; An eclipse. I drift off a lot— Just thinking of your penis My daydreams are not very safe for the public I think they're X-rated or worse, Even thinking of you as a person, Or worse: As my husband once, as my lover— Lovers have all the fun, anyway Hm All the things that I'd do to you After you put me through— What are you looking for, exactly? A synchronicity. Just any synchronicity? There's no such thing as “just any” synchronicity. Does “laying low” mean nothing to you? I'm laying low! On a city tour?! It's a big city! [From Afar] IS THAT HER? Aw, fuck. Well, well, well–here we go–0 I don't have time for this. Here it is. I don't know what you're doing. We're going on an adventure! NO. I. Cant. Enjoy. Anything. WELCOME TO HOLLYWOOD. I hate this. My creativity had become merciless–inspiration pouring from the world as if all that it wanted wast o be collected and captured in any way I could see fit to create– What do you want? Out of life–or in this store? Out of life. Lets start with this store. A Living Lion; The eyes inside, I smiled, declined to act on impulse He'll admit, She's less complex, cause she's basic Everthemore complacent, blatantly lazy-- and crazy adorable. Whatmore could any man want? Whatmore could any man need? Whatmore could any man have; But the best friend who needed therapy, Several Plastic surgeries, A fading glass menagerie-- If she knew what that means. (Basically, they're both nobodies.) ‘What on God's awful green earth makes you think I would ever want anything to do with either of you two Losers? Beggars can't be choosers. His plan B was Annie; But she was never like me Enough to be Happy with Sonny; Let alone anybody. What is happening? Do you have an explanation of what's happening to me. Every realm of reality and possibility. This is infinity. What is this all supposed to mean to me? You can see everything and nothing; You can be anything. So what would that mean? What does it mean to you? That Love is Love, then. I've been half of a wide-open bleeding heart, Since the Goddamn start of it. He started it, Or someone did I didn't ever ask for it I was only ever always on the dancefloor when it mattered. I was always looking past him, but not ever looking at him. It was always just at random, but i'd never thought to ask him A question, Or to greet him-- I just. Adjust. They're watching us, from above. Adjust. They just don't trust us Adjust. Look what we've done, look what we've done to the planet that gave us all the light that we come from. Look, there. It appears to be ‘shimmering' What exactly is happening. The entirety of its surface is Auquous. Oceana. If i learn all the planets, In the everlasting galaxies-- And learn how to explore it… I just might get to Skrillex. I might fully need a Xanex bar if I ever see this kid in person. He's olden than you. By like, a minute. Still. I mean, really. I don't think this is ever going to work. It might not work, I mean-- What? If you had to actually-- Oh God, no; I'd be far too nervous. So what are you going to do when it comes time for festival season Run. Hide. Run + Hide. Fight or Flight; A Natural Response to Skrillex There is no natural response to Skrillex, because it's unnatural Be civil. I am I ‘m trying to figure out how to protect this species. Oh now, you're acting as if he's not human Of course he is. But i'm not. Of course. All it is, is science, a bit of misunderstanding. Experimental sorcery, possible exploitation. I'm not exploiting Skrillex. No, he's exploiting YOU. No. Wake the fuck up. No. (Stop repeating yourself) Wake up; you're being manipulated. By Skrillex? Cool. By whatever's manipulating Skrillex. Alright. Alright? You're part of a machine. So? “SO?” You're this comfortable having given your soul up to the devil. I haven't done that. Do you know what it takes to achieve that of which you so covet? Money. And? Power. Go on. Fame. So, calculate. It adds up the same either way. Skrillex isn't real. Maybe not, but Sonny Moore is-- Is, what-- Is “who”... “Who…” I love. What? --But that's all I know. That's it? Yes. Elaborate. Can't. What do you mean? Well, it goes like this: This is insanity. I've been through every wormhole, every parallel, every revolutionary subconscious thought, every world, every realm, every lifetime...and at the end of the day--or the beginning, depending-- it's really all the same question, and the same answer--over and over again; From the Beginning to the End. It is infinite. Everything is Everything. Quickly, tell me-- What, now? What goes on a Skrillex Pizza? Nothing, because it's not a thing! It is not. It isn't! Stop arguing at get to work. On what? On building Building What [The] Skrillex. How in the fuck am I supposed to do that? How in the fuck did you get to be a vegetarian? It just happened. So. So… Are you really a vegetarian? ___ Why did you do this? I didn't do this! You did this! I didn't do this! Why would I do this? How could you! I didn't! What the fuck is HE doing here? What the fuck. You need to stop this. I can't stop. What did you DO. Exactly what I had to. Shasta! Who the fuck is that? That's that bitch. I told you it was Shasta. Who the fuck is Shasta. What show is this? Where is Skrillex? FUCK SKR— Wait, what show is this? INT. THE VOID. DAY & NIGHT. I remember the first time I ever realized, I could love anyone in the world, if they needed me to—or, if they just gave me the chance. Or if I got the chance. Or, if there was a chance. And, if there was a chance, and it was supposed to happen, it always would—especially if I wanted it— But definitely, if I needed it. But, what is is “if”? And, what is “supposed”? What is it to “want”? And what's a “need”? Now I know— or at least pretend to. Because, the more it is I think I know, the actual less I feel that I actually do; None the wiser, I am what I always was— And God is, as I am. Sunni Blu becomes a popular androgynous rapper, as as s/he rises to fame is forced to take on a mre masculine persona to monetize thiher music. After releasing a series of Skrillex diss-tracks, and music aimed at OWSLA's top dogs, a feud between Skrillex and Sunni Blu, or rather their ‘teams' breaks out into the media. After Skrillex is hacked and left with his entire music collection missing, it is presumed the attack and disappearance of his hard drives was orchestrated by Sunni; After his unreleased music is leaked and the damage is deemed ‘irreparable' The Skrillex Project is forced to close, and the artist himself disappeared into obscurity-- after hearing one of his unreleased tracks used for one of Sunni Blu's hits, he( ‘*the fictional Skrillex*) secretly attends one of Sunni's concerts; Sunni Blu spots him in a large crowd and the two brawl; Skrillex with the upper hand after Sunni draws back from a bloody nose and retreats; It is revealed that the unreleased Skrillex track which was ‘gifted' to her came from the stolen collection, unbeknownst to Sunni Blu Although Sunni Blu's true identity has yet to be revealed to more than Dillon Francis, beside the publicity and management who have been helping to keep her secret; Dillon Francis and Sunni Blu are cornered by paparazzi, revealing to the public that she is, in fact, a female; As allegations arise that Sunni Blu is a transgender, rumors put a strain on Sunni Blu and Dillon Francis's collaborations… TBC. All of a sudden—or maybe, even, not so suddenly—I was Clark Kent—or whatever Superman's name was. I had been without contacts or glasses for quite some time, and had quite explicitly in one of my many letters to God—or really any holy power in a realm which might have received my charred requests—all the things I needed, and some of the things I very badly wanted—tightly bundled and wax-sealed with intention for nothing besides that of the greater good, or course, for myself or anyone else—set ablaze in the unforgiving streets of New York City, in secrecy at odd hours of the night; it hadn't been my actual intent to have to practice any magic at all, especially under the circumstances, it it seemed that someone nearly unmentionable at all, had hexed a nasty attack on my psyche—a satanic, demonic possession of the weak and feeble bodies around me, and unable to isolate in completion, I became vulnerable to such a wicked curse that it had altered my psychic morality—as one does not practition a counter-curse or attack , in my medicinal expertise, without first being provoked—as one military typically mustn't bomb another, or even it's own enemy without being first considerably attacked—and it was, at this point, indeed a terrible holy war. I pulled the stars into order I put the water to fountains, in mountaintops I don't know who I am either But you call me God, Agree, I'd not— But at least I love you I believe I was you once I'm awful sorry that I broke you I might have put the sun Just to far up and out of reach Believe me, see—I see you Doesn't matter what we try to do Unity is beautiful I live on the 8th floor I don't intend what I'm there for It doesn't feel bad though It doesn't feel bad though I don't know what you're after -Blū Do I scare you? Only a little. Huh. What? Nothing.. I hate you. ihateyou. Eventually, The Ascended Masters will intervene. They already have. Oh, Christ Almighty. He's not coming. [Answering Phone] Jesus Christ Almighty –WHERERU? I TOLD YOU I'D GET THERE GODDAMNIT. Fascinating. Do my eyes deceive me, Or Is there a secret between us: A secret illusion; Should I bury it, Or keep it neatly And unseen, Between my knees, And where you need me? Is there a thing that I should need, But never speak– I'll keep it in my sweet release To dream beliefs of evil Seen, aquamarine revines, And pulsing veins, –and stolen hearts, Not passing judgment, But just passing by To hide, to pass the time To find a high, Align in color Fly, Write another rhyme, Or wire fireflies a transfer of light, Like the eyes reflect to mine. WHY would you write this? WHY. I hate blue eyes. That's racist. No it isn't. Congratulations on making it into my aerospace, unscathed A coincidence, this is not. I have something for you. I don't need anything from you. That's because I gave you everything you need. Right. I have everything. RIght. So you should know whatever you need comes at a high price. What makes you think I need something. You said you have something for me? Yes I do. You don't seem the gift giving type. I'm not. So, what do you want from me? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? Oh. it' s another one. What's he need? Probably nothin, really Oh, it's something. This shouldn't be happening. I agree. why is this bothering me. Google it's self had deleted half my entry, which was admittedly sloppily thrown together, at nearly a full episode's length; probably for the best, as I was becoming more intolerant of my societal responsibility by the moment, and increasingly self destructive asa result. It was still chaotic; fame kept coming closer towards me and then leaping away, but not out of reach or out of sight, but rather than chase it, I merely calmly strode forward in a never-changing pace, not rushing and always careful to remain calm, even when filled with fury. I had become unrecognizably fit, chaste, and a remarkably healthy eater; I was all together well, besides in the areas of romance and sexuality of course. I was ready to pounce, but timing would be key, and patience the virtue; UH – “hehe” …I beg your pardon. “Hehe” Um… Fuck. Or “haha” “haha” … Just admit it. … Admit it already! –haha. Admit WHAT. This gets Levels. Nobody thought Patrice O Neal was a woman! I thought Patrice O Neal Was a Woman. Ah, fuck, I'm nobody. “Nobody” Is that Bob Saget? I swiped right on this dude, just cause he looked exactly like Bob Saget. Omg. Bob Saget! Fuck, that's right. EXT. THE W HOTEL, BEVERLY HILLS, DAY/ EXT . PODSHARE WESTWOOD ROOFTOP, DAY OH MY GOD, GUYS, LOOK: IT'S BOB SAGET. No it's not! Oh My God! Yeah IT IS! Fuck, really?! Bob Saget?! BOB SAGET! YO GUYS, IT'S BOB SAGET. It was, in fact, Bob Saget. Bob Saget's dead, right? Oh yeah, bud. That's it guys! No more dead celebrities! I'm coming with you! NO MORE GHOSTS. Look, I have something to tell you. UGH. COME ON. This is a weird superpower. EXT. GRAVEYARD, QUEENS, NY. DAY … … … Having fun yet? Alright! I have a question! What? When do I get to– Get to what? You know. V.O. Things I know about myself… I have a dominant personality, but am sexually submissive— I am monogamous. I know what I like — *Drill beat* Die in your sleep (Hope you die in your sleep) Die in your sleep (Betta die in your sleep) I look like a vacation. But k'm still on the clock (psyche) Countin my rocks And holdin my (unh) crotch You better watch your back —hold on your coughs Don't run in no crocs! (No!) I'm offset Now I'm upset l —I love you. Shut up, foo— I don't even love myself. …you told her?! I—yeah… What did she say?! She said “shut up, fool Been. Long time since I missed my exit HEY! [looks over slowly] I LIKE YOUR BALLS. [beat] [thumbs up] How do I not have “throwing elbows?!” BECAUSE YOURE NOT DOING YOUR JOB! Shut up, Jeff COME TO THE DARK SIDE WE HAVE COOKIES Half of Hollywood shows up at Joel's super nerdy Star Wars party The truth comes in glimpses; A shattered reality Scattered the ashes at malice, insanity— Actress, an actress; She laughs when she has to, l l l And last to leave, actually, After each practice Practice conspicuous, Conspiracy conspiracy Perspiration lyrics, affixed to the rhythms She sleeps at the regency, l Freedom for secrecy Believe, please believe me, my love l It was easy The truth comes in glimpses; A shattered reality Scattered the ashes at malice, insanity— Actress, an actress; She laughs when she has to, l l l And last to leave, actually, After each practice Practice conspicuous, Conspiracy conspiracy Perspiration lyrics, affixed to the rhythms She sleeps at the regency, l Freedom for secrecy Believe, please believe me, my love l It was easy Sunni BLU Tweety bird Mickey Mouse Betty boop I woke up like this But a little different I woke up a star Then became a planet I'm a hummingbird, but I don't like flying I might look alright, But I feel like dying I hate waking up at 5 am Just to be the first one at the gym I don't wanna do that shit again— Well, I might as well just stay up! I hate waking up at 5 am Just to take my goddamn medicine, but If I don't I'll feel like shit— Well, I might as well just stay up! I might as well just stay up! This is a recipe for disaster. No, this is a recipe for Skrillex. Oh. This is the recipe for disaster. Thanks, Dillon Francis. FOR WHAT? I remember the moment I became partially deaf. Or at least, in the synesthetic sense. Dillon Francis is delicious Come on let me lick it on a stick Give it to me like a big Meat popsicle Meat popsicle Meat popsicle Meat popsicle Sample: Willy winks* ITS WILLY WONKA Lol are we still doing the bit where the misspellings are like a, another entirely different dimension? Yeah. Haha. Yeah. —and the chocolate factory

Hey, Do you suppose you know the code For doors that open up; I walk a lonely road, But Frog and Toad are old And told me you'd be there to show me (Whatever) Woah Where am I supposed to go from here I'm nowhere, dear I'm Alice lost in wonderland And all her friends— Even the one in red Who wants her head (Where'd that come from) Yo! It's a real bad acid trip, I can't get a grip on reality Can't get off the grid at random, If you're being tracked By the feds and fandom Woah. I may be one of the greatest writers in history But will you remember me? My ex gets Under my skin with Champion fashion; It's in bad taste But I haven't had my own bathroom In half a millennium Im under persenium arches Sniffing cristanthimymums sampling Arsenio Hall Are you ip yet? I'm still enthralled with this story But yo! (Where's Unaavvi at) I haven't been to a show (Where's the party at) I should be gripping a pole (Where is Cardi at) But it takes all day to get back to the Bronx in the snow! Fuck New York when it's cold And it's always cold in New York When you don't know nobody And your only hobby is hobbling around in the hotel lobby Counting the robbers and gobblins A D Whitney's and Bobby's The ghosts and the zombies Everything hurts But everything heals, with time// Whatever that is; And whatever that means, It's means to an end, if you let it be So let it be But, it persists in lettering me; He becomes me in my sleep, In dreams I think I really need him, or something Or anyone, or anybody Anything, or something Anybody, anybody Excerpt From: “DJ AND CC TAKE HOLLYWOOD” Wait, CC—you're a sex addict?! I'm an everything addict! You know this! I didn't know! —Except pills; I hate pills. What? I've seen you take pills before. Case in point! Why didn't you just tell me? It doesn't exactly come up organically in conversation, Dillon. What?! We talk about sex all the time. Like, in general—but not fórreal! What the fuck! What the fuck?! Whats the difference?! If you have to ask, I feel like you're really not gonna like the answer, dog. — “WorstConversationEver” (Bong rips) Remember your dad's friend Tom? Oh my God. You fucked Tom?! NO! okay, cause— I sucked his dick while I pretended to mow the lawn! What the hell?! —and he still paid me. Whatthefuck. Yeah, fucked up. So who mowed the lawn?! He mowed his own lawn! This is the worst conversation ever. The crazy thing about this story is— There's a lot of crazy things about this story, actually. EXT. BASKETBALL COURT. DAY. Alright— shirts and skins —Shirt—Skin Shirt,Skin— Uhh! Nah. I wanna be “shirts” Why dude?! Your girl's mad hot! So?! So I know you got it goin on! Look at you! I'm mad rich! Yeah—but girls always cheat on flabby rich dudes! With hotter dudes. My girlfriend might be cheating on me! Yeah—She's not, though. How do you know? Cause I tried! Yeah. Take your shirt off. No—uh! How do you know she's just not into you! Because! He tried— HE tried! You sell out. And Andre tried— [ANDRE is tall (about 6'9 dark, and handsome] —you too, bro? [ANDRE shrugs nonchalantly] That's an NBA player— What the FUCK, YO. —and she said NO. ANDRE Yup. Shot me down. Oh really—from all the way up there?! Face it, man! You're fuckin hot! I don't like the way that sounds coming from you— Take your shirt off! Were you this aggressive with my girl?! Don't be like that… Nah— fuck you! Yo! C'mon, man— And you three! You're holding up the game getting mad over nothing. It's Hollywood! It's Beverly Hills! —Exactly my point! You're new here—you'll catch on. You know what! I'm shirts—you're skins—Game on. [SUNNI BLU goes beast mode and plays the dirtiest, most whoopass game in history—out of spite and anger of the toxic masculinity; this of course earns SUNNI BLU even more respect as a “man's man”] Later: as the owner of the clippers, sunni BLU trades “Andre” to the worst basketball team in history. SUPACREE buys DIPLO a glass house to replace the one he burned down in a crime of passion.] There, now, you'll stop throwing stones— Huh! AND. Everyone can see when you ugly cry. *humphs* Now, stop it! Is it supacree? Uh? Could be Sunni Blu. Sunni Blu is a dude— Sunni Blu is pretending to be a dude. Oh yeah, huh. Dang. Huh. Well, then. We've gotta consult The Big Book of Dillon Francis. Don't say that like it's some kind of guide book. It is a guidebook. To what?? To Dillon Francis! That's preposterous. Didn't you choose Sonny? Didn't I waste my time writing the great big book of Dillon Francis!? Touché. Might as well do something with it. I got it. THIS IS ENVIRONMENTALLY IRRESPONSIBLE. BURN IT ALL. You're gonna hurt someone's feelings. Yeah, my own. STOP TOUCHING THAT. Wait, where is— Fuck. What? Now I'm “that girl who fell in love with Skrillex” Lol, which one. Hum. The one who wrote a novel about it. Pick your poison. Rum. Not a rum and coke? No, just straight up—you know what? How much is the bottle? Uhhh. Just. [SUPACREE pours the remains of the bottle into a red solo cup.] Ugh. Come on. What! At least you're not “The Black Yoko Ono” How did you even find out about that one. Infinite what the fucks. Now the world's getting mad again, I wrote something damaging; Doors just start slamming at random, And coughing— Sounds of motorists passing, Just scrambling my brain, I'm insane, but at least I have plainly created What may be historical, one day— I've made a whole masterpiece, a symphony that easily outlives me, infinity— My body's just a body Rush a cop just got get off this awful planet; I don't want what comes with poverty and fat, I don't compete with Instagram models, And everyone does that— I'm not a catfish, facts are facts I use my camera just to document the interesting phenomena I happen to walk past; Saw Dillon Francis on a wall, and had to grant the wish he asked— But don't know what it is exactly, I'm just happening, actually— I probably need nap but now Insomniac's been tracking me; I happily allow it; I program myself with beats, So when I finally sleep, I dream in music sequences, or something— I don't know I might delete it upon listening to rampant white supremacy or privelege on repeat, But that's just me, Forgetting I'm the one in trouble, On the run, without a family So perception is reality, and mine is badly damaged— Damn Pasquale again, I had to re-decipher all the messages transmitted from imaginary friends, Collecting images in infrared *gasp* Okay, just—breathe… I can't! I have to wear a mask! It's mandatory—so is being black, I have to! But I'm not a rapper! Maybe I should talk to Chance, Or Marshall Mathers: They might have to answer To the questions that I can't afford to ask This automatic writing might just be the most Goddamned advanced evidence of intelligent inhabitants in other dimensions, or other planets Or all of the above, Or maybe just of Dillon Francis using magic, Which he got from— Oh, no, here it comes SK— Fuck this. Fuck this mother—FAWN. Are we out of F*cks, then? I floppin' guess! I thought you loved him. It is what it is. What is it? INFI— THE END. INFINITI! ...yes, mom? GET IN HERE, Huh? Don't say “huh”. Okay, what? Don't say “what” … … … ...welll, what do you want? What is this? *shrugs* INFINITY [ooh, with a ‘Y' that's how you know mom's angry this time] *COUGHS* Betcha his photographer's in love with him. Which one has the VooDoo Doll? There's a Skrillex VooDoo Doll? It's technically ‘Sonny' Aww. You'd be surprised at the shit these girls will— INFINITY. WHAT. What is THIS?! It's just—Skrillex. AFH. Now you're FUCKED. I thought we were out of FUCKS. That was FAUX. Awww: I see what you did there. Am I done now? What does Dillon Francis want?! —don't answer that. [whispering in ear.] That's not possible So. I shifted a consciousness into this rock. Why would—why? For good luck. Oh, this is a problem, But it turns out. HUH. Damn. I'm on one, I have blue balls, This is not fun. This is not fun. This is not fun. Okay; now you're done. So, that's it--? You really want to ride this Sinking Ship? If that's what this is, then I guess that says it. Says…? Says “I just bought a ticket to Titanic at Bass Canyon.” Is that where you bought it? Is it? Why would you give yourself in, for him? (For Anyone?) In. (Psh) I gave myself out. Out? Look at you. Look at me. I'd rather not. You know what it is You know what it is— You know what it is That's the business Comin in hot, like a chicken wing This ain't Toy Story—got no friend in me, You feelin me? Cold as Minnesota, I'm the ice queen Nice bling— Hollywood should buy this bitch a wedding ring Amohetemime Trick, you're a half, I'm the whole thing Whole Foods market, gotta own me No mink coat, I'm a vegan, Hocus Pocus, I'm three witches Okay, from the top Hello? This is Hollywood calling; We want the festival project We just wrote up the contract Come get your deposit: You're nominated for an Oscar Your Star On The Walk looks Awesome it's On Us Yeah? That's what's up I'll come up I'll come up I'll come up Say what's up That's my shite; I'm rep in the festival project Ya'll like “what's that?” I'll tel you all about it,—that's Coming up next Oh yeah, Oh yeah Tune in I'm On Welcome to your Hollywood life The good life Good life Welcome to the Hollywood life That's right That's right Welcome to your Hollywood life The good life Good life Welcome to the Hollywood life That's right That's right They call me young Hollywood, They robbed me good in Santa Monica And I so I got no address yet; But I'm coming up like one direction I just checked my reflection like: Mirror mirror on the wall I gotta go Hollywood's callin And I don't do this often Only when o bless the red carpet Comin in hot, like a chicken wing Call me Toy Story— got a friend in me, You feelin me? On the big screen livin out my dreams, I wrote my scenes, the Hollywood life: I neee I ride by On a tomeline I write, I like My nice things. The life I lead, Is ritghteous, I defy my means Applied IT, I might be AI, Fine my me; Cause all I see Is light I like, And I'm liking my Hollywood life, I think. Nice bling— Hollywood should buy this bitch a wedding ring Amohetemime Trick, you're a half, I'm the whole thing Whole Foods market, gotta own me No mink coat, I'm a vegan, Hocus Pocus, I'm three witches It's just some Hollywood shit Isn't it fabulous This is some Hollywood shiy Isn't it fabulous Comin in hot, like a chicken wing This ain't Toy Story—got no friend in me, You feelin me? Cold as Minnesota, I'm the ice queen Nice bling— Hollywood should buy this bitch a wedding ring Amohetemime Trick, you're a half, I'm the whole thing Whole Foods market, gotta own me No mink coat, I'm a vegan, Hocus Pocus, I'm three witches You know what it is You know what it is— You know what it is That's the business One door close. Then another door opens So sick flow, go home with a cold then Woah, Hoe—cold like some snow boots Pants so big, I can parachute PARACHUTE! Hoes look fake, like a blow up doll Harlem shake, i'm bout to blow up ya'll SAM ASH. HOLLYWOOD, CALIFORNIA. DAY. Do you have any Jog Wheels? Beg your pardon? Uh, Jog Wheels. “Jog Wheels” Yeah, you know, like (imitates DJ scratching) Oh, you mean these? (Entire room of DJ controllers) Yeah, but just–this (points to Jog Wheel) Oh, “Jog Wheels…” Yes. Jog Wheels. …Just “Jog Wheels?” …yes. No. [Leaving store with frustrated infuriation] AGH. BEFORE: Oh my God! We've been robbed! WHAT! OH MY GOD! WHAT! WHAT'D THEY TAKE?! – Have you tried Guitar Center? THEY TOOK MY JOG WHEELS. Bitch you mad? Mad at what? I'm still making money; I don't give a fuck Get my bag; Count it up I'm a dog— And you know I like it rough (Ruff ruff ruff) Where you from? Where you hood at? Keep it clsssy But I'm acting like a hood rat I'm a playa I got boss racks Call me north Cause I'm pointed where the moss at (Money) I am from Los Angeles I got all these fans and stuff I smoke on dat tangle I be at PINK buying bras n stuff I still shop at hollister The Bronx ain't got no Rosses Or hot topics But I bought this floss To drop it like a thot n stuff Bitch you mad? Mad at what? I'm still making money; I don't give a fuck Get my bag; Count it up I'm a dog— And you know I like it rough (Ruff ruff ruff) I show up Play some ratchet music I show up Play some ratchet music. In the booth I'm eating waffles. Had to force quit my serato Key: F It's such a wonderful feeling– leaving, release, sweet relief, Slowly bleeding out Dreaming, in peace With no reason to grieve–finallly– Freedom Mm-hmm mm-hmm Mmm-hmmm __ I'm so LA for no reason. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Here's a little teaser episode! I recorded a download I had on the brilliant uniqueness of life, a “what if” about our time alive here, off the cuff. I had the hit to share it here, as a mini episode. An unexpected first AFH! And before dive in to those thoughts I added a “What to Expect” - all you will see from this space, at least these foundational first episodes in the coming months. Let's go!

For nylig skrev Berlingske om en ny, gigantisk gennemgang af forskingen i tilsat sukker og sundhed. Den fandt nemlig, at et højt indtag sukker er forbundet med en højere risiko for hele 45 forskellige sygdomme og lidelser – og andre kropslige og mentale problemer. Men hvor stærk er evidensen egentlig for, at det sukker er synderen? Det kigger vi nærmere på i dette afsnit, hvor vi kan afsløre, at store påstande om sukker og sundhed simpelthen ikke er bakket op af forskningen. Vil du støtte podcasten? Så finder du vores sign up link til Zetland lige her: zetland.dk/slutmedforbudt. Med linket får du du 2 måneders lyt- og læsbar kvalitetsjournalistik for kun 50kr.  Ting vi nævner i episoden: Berlingskes artikel om tilsat sukker: https://www.berlingske.dk/videnskab/har-du-en-soed-tand-nyt-studie-finder-45-saerdeles-gode-grunde-til-at  Den store gennemgang af studier, som Berlingskes artikel er baseret på: https://www.bmj.com/content/381/bmj-2022-071609  Det danske studie fra 2012, der fandt, at et en liter sukkersødet sodavand dagligt øger fedtindholdet i leveren: https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/22205311/  Artikel, der påpeger, at anbefalingerne om at indtage mindre tilsat sukker, næsten udelukkende er baseret studier i sukkersødet sodavand: https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/35380611/  Link til dobbeltforedraget “Afhængig?”, hvor Morten Elsøe og Anne Gaardmand taler om hvad cravings er og hvad man kan gøre for at blive fri af dem: https://billetto.dk/e/afhaengig-billetter-823768

In this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline podcast, we discuss our new partnership with BET to let fans decide who is the Greatest Rap Crew Of All-Time. We also review the new Dear Mama docuseries about Tupac and Afeni Shakur, remember Ahmad Jamal, discuss how AI will transform the music business and more. 0:00 Intro 3:00 Ambrosia For Heads is partnering with BET in a tournament to let fans decide who is the Greatest Rap Crew Of All-Time 21:20 Reviewing the Dear Mama docuseries about Tupac and Afeni Shakur 22:22 Can Allen Hughes objectively view Tupac given that Tupac assaulted him 28:30 Key producers and participants in Dear Mama 31:00 Why did FX premiere Dear Mama in the Friday night “graveyard” time slot 36:22 Key themes in Dear Mama 41:14 Tupac had many different personalities. Which one was really him 48:35 Did Tupac's being a chameleon play a role in his death 57:40 New things we learn about Tupac from Dear Mama 1:03:20 Current artists who embody Tupac's spirit 1:07:00 Previously unseen photos and footage in Dear Mama 1:11:15 Remembering heavily-sampled Jazz musician Ahmad Jamal 1:15:40 AI-generated deep fake songs will transform the music business forever 1:23:53 Killer Mike is releasing a new solo album 1:26:10 Frank Ocean's Coachella performance was a disaster 1:34:00 New music from Swizz Beatz, Jay Electronica and Lloyd Banks

Afhængighed er ødelæggende og bliver et stadig større problem. Derfor lå det den tidligere skatteminister Jeppe Bruus på sinde at lave ny, streng lovgivning. Men hvorfor stemmer han nu nej til sit eget forslag? Det er Eid, men fejringen har udviklet sig til en tragedie i Yemens hovedstad Sanaa. Fie Nielsen har brudt et navneforbud og fortryder inderligt, efter der landede en klækkelig bøde i hendes e-boks. Vært: Simon Stefanski.

Royce 5'9 joins this week's episode of What's The Headline, along with his 25-year business partner, Kino Childrey. This is not an interview. It is an amazing conversation between trusted colleagues and friends. Here's what we discussed: 0:00 Royce 5'9 joins AFH for a special edition of What's The Headline 0:10 How 2020 transformed Hip-Hop 3:00 Why Royce 5'9 does not want to do a Verzuz battle 6:40 Royce 5'9 on being a pioneer of Grown Man Rap and how Hip-Hop's elder statesmen should move 13:00 Royce 5'9 explains his virtual Heaven Experience in the metaverse 26:00 Royce 5'9 on buying back his master recordings and the importance of ownership 37:40 What caused the tensions within Slaughterhouse and why he felt betrayed 46:40 Royce's business partner Kino Childrey joins the conversation 48:18 Why Kino and Royce built The Heaven Experience 56:00 Royce and Kino discuss their new artist Courtney Bell and why he will change the game 1:07:50 Royce 5'9 speaks on the lifestyle changes he's made to stay healthy 1:12:45 How Royce has grown over the years 1:15:35 How Royce and Kino have overcome difficulties with each other over their 25 years together 1:33:00 Royce speaks on whether we will get new music from him, PRhyme and Bad Meets Evil 1:35:50 Royce 5'9 speaks on how he pushes Eminem 1:38:30 Royce and Kino speak on how much of their growth is organic vs. strategic 1:47:00 Royce 5'9 lists the first 5 producers he had, and all are legends 1:53:00 Where fans can join The Heaven Experience virtual world 1:55:55 Who will be bigger between LaRussell and Symba 1:58:30 Why Royce and Kino are such great partners

Danske kvinder fra hele landet tager til Sverige og får en abort efter den danske abortgrænse. Holocaust skal være en obligatorisk del af undervisningen: "Vi skal lære af historien". Afhængighed af tramadol-piller er et stigende problem blandt børn og unge. Psykiatrisk professor: Vrede over andres spiselyde kan skyldes psykisk lidelse. Værter: Michael Robak & Kasper HarboeSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

On this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, we discuss Grandmaster Melle Mel's sharp critique of Billboard and VIBE's list of the 50 Greatest Rappers Of All Time, and his comments about JAY-Z, Kendrick Lamar, Eminem and Lil Wayne. We also talk about Jadakiss taking record labels to task about some of the content they promote. We discuss Snoop Dogg returning Death Row Records music to streaming services, Dreamville's Creed III soundtrack, Talib Kweli and Madlib's new joint album and more. 0:00 Intro 6:30 Grandmaster Melle Mel offers a sharp critique of the Billboard/VIBE list of the 50 Greatest Rappers Of All-Time 11:40 Why Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five's “The Message” is one of the 3 best Rap songs of all-time 14:15 The criteria Billboard and VIBE used to create their list 15:00 Why was Melle Mel ranked so low as #48 on the Billboard/VIBE list of the 50 Greatest Rappers Of All-Time 19:30 Melle Mel says Busta Rhymes is a greater MC than JAY-Z and explains why 30:00 Melle Mel say Tupac is greater than both Biggie and JAY-Z 38:00 Melle Mel says nobody wants to rap like Kendrick Lamar and he does not deserve to be #2 on the list 42:40 Melle Mel says Eminem only gets placed at #5 because of his race 49:00 Melle Mel criticizes Lil Wayne for using autotune 51:30 Does Melle Mel's opinion hold more weight because he is a pioneer of Hip-Hop 55:50 Jadakiss says record labels should be held accountable for releasing violent content 1:04:00 Use of the N word by non-Black people when listening to Rap 1:10:30 Death Row Records music is back on streaming services through Snoop's partnership with a new major player in music 1:19:45 Many of Hip-Hop's greatest icons came together to celebrate the release of De La Soul's music on streaming services 1:22:00 DJ Quik details the behind the scenes intimidation that took place at Death Row Records 1:27:00 The D.O.C.'s first verse in 19 years shows he still has the formula 1:31:53 J. Cole's Dreamville has created an incredible soundtrack for Creed III 1:41:10 Talib Kweli and Madlib have released their joint album Liberation 2

On the final episode of the year for AFH's What's The Headline, we run down Ambrosia For Heads' 15 Best Rap Albums of 2022, and discuss why each one made the list. 0:00 Intro 3:40 Our process for reviewing albums for this list 7:00 Key trends in Hip-Hop in 2022 13:20 Why we don't rank our year end list 16:00 The 15 best Rap albums of 2022 (in no particular order) 16:12 Black Thought & Danger Mouse - Cheat Codes 20:36 Joey Bada$$ - 2000 26:55 Lupe Fiasco - DRILL MUSIC IN ZION 32:28 Black Star - No Fear Of Time 39:14 Ab-Soul - HERBERT 46:32 Roc Marciano & The Alchemist - The Elephant Man's Bones 50:05 Open Mike Eagle - Component System With Auto Reverse 55:50 JID - The Forever Story 1:00:47 Elzhi & Georgia Anne Muldrow - Zhigeist 1:05:16 Apollo Brown & Philmore Greene - Cost Of Living 1:08:02 Nas & Hit-Boy - King's Disease III 1:12:44 Denzel Curry - Melt My Eyez See Your Future 1:16:53 Cormega - The Realness II 1:21:26 Pusha-T - It's Almost Dry 1:25:32 Kendrick Lamar - Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers 1:30:40 Our personal picks for Rap song of the year

Fresh off the heels of the biggest college basketball week to date, ECB brings to you episode 126. It's just the Burton Brothers for this journey covering all the big action from the past week. Kansas continues to show they are poised to battle for repeat champion status as they dominate Indiana inside AFH. Houston goes into Virginia and walks away with a victory in the Top 5 showdown. Gonzaga goes into Alabama territory to knock off the red-hot Crimson Tide. UNC fought back from a 15 point deficit to beat Ohio State in OT, while UCLA held Kentucky to 53 points for the victory, both inside the famous MSG. Arizona held home court to beat Tennessee in another top 10 clash. Is Uconn the best team in the country? There will be a new NCAA President. Jose Perez gets denied eligibility. It's Christmas week and not much action will take place but we break down the marquee games to keep an eye on. It's another loaded show to get you set for the Holiday week. --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/ecbpodcast/message

Last week's death of Takeoff from the Migos marks more than 60 Rap artists who have been lost to gun violence. The latest episode of AFH's What's The Headline examines the history and evolution of violence in Rap music. The conversation, which draws from actual statistics, also looks at why 1987 - 1993 marks a turning point in the musical content and imagery that is very much still driving the consumption of Rap music. 0:00-2:00 intro - More than 60 rappers have died from gun violence 2:01 - 6:10 - AFH's coverage of Migos and our personal relationships to the music 6:11 - 9:30 - There is a history and evolution of violence in Rap music. This is not preaching, but analysis and commentary from two Hip-Hop Heads 9:31 - 12:30 - Rap music has always possessed the power to influence in many ways 12:31 - 17:30 - Violence is one of the ways that Rap music can influence. Trick-Trick makes the point that music can put a spell on the listener 17:31 - 21:40 - There was a time in recorded Rap music where violence themes were barely existent 21:41 - 25:50 - Boogie Down Productions, Schoolly D, Ice-T, and N.W.A. changed things substantially, especially by 1987 25:51 - 29:30 - Shortly after BDP releases “9MM Goes Bang,” Scott La Rock is killed. It is also their most-streamed song on Spotify 29:31 - 36:30 - N.W.A.'s Straight Outta Compton began a time when violence in Rap music went from being the exception to the norm. That coincides with the crack epidemic 36:31 - 40:00 - The Geto Boys' “Mind Of A Lunatic” took violence in Rap music to that other level 40:01 - 45:50 - N.W.A. raises the stakes again with Efil4zaggin and that album goes to #1 on the pop charts 45:50 - 47:59 This trend continues with Dr. Dre's The Chronic, a critically-acclaimed, commercially successful, radio-embraced albums 48:00 - 49:50 In a five-year span Rap music has gone from barely cursing to glorifying violence and misogyny 49:51 - 53:10 - Art imitates life with Snoop Dogg, the death of Philip Woldemariam, and Murder Was The Case 53:11 - 58:30 - The mid-‘90s emergence of Horrorcore and a whole movement built are violence and death 58:31 - 1:01:40 - The movement continues, into Tupac, Drill music, and beyond. People are addressing real violence in the music 1:01:41 - 1:09:00 - Some powerful statistics about murders in America, and the relationship those figures have to what is happening in the lyrics 1:09:01 - 1:16:00 - A history of anti-violence Rap songs involving KRS-One and H.E.A.L., We're All In The Same Gang, Heather B, Organized Konfusion, Black Star, Gang Starr, Kendrick Lamar, Main Source, and more 1:16:00 - 1:19:00 - Beyond Rap music, there is an increasing prominence of violence in film, television, and video games 1:19:00 - 1:21:00 - Some powerful statistics about the murder rates and gun homicides of Black Americans versus white Americans 1:21:01 - 1:29:00 - What is the role that we, as Heads, and AFH play in this carnage? 1:29:00 - 1:33:00 - What role do record labels and digital streaming platforms play in this? 1:33:01 - 1:36:10 - Is art really imitating life for some Rap artists? 1:36:11 - 1:40:20 - What can society do to be better with our appetite for destruction? 1:40:21 - Song of the weeks from Heather B and Ab-Soul featuring Zacari

Det her er en særudgave og live afsnit med publikum i forbindelse med Folketingsvalget 2022.Optaget på Blaagaard Teater med gæsterne Samira Nawa fra Radikale Venstre, Christina Olumeko fra Alternativet, Jasmin Kaur fra Frie Grønne og Rosa Lund fra Enhedslisten Den virkelighed vi står i som sorte kvinder, der engang kom hertil som flygtninge, er 20 år med indgribende fremmedfjendsk politik,der målrettet har forringet, fordrevet og i den grad gjort livet usikker for etniske minoriteter i Danmark, som om det var en konkurrence.Det er primært venstrefløjen, der forsøger at anerkende den virkelighed vi sidder med. I dagens afsnit zoomer vi helt ind til,hvordan vi sammen med venstrefløjen kan sikre og mobilisere solidaritet med sorte og brune mennesker for dette Folketingsvalg.Lige nu er der en del snak om, hvad det her valg handler om.Afhængig af hvem du spørger, er svaret nok forskelligt. For os handler det her valg om solidaritet og omsorg for etniske minoriteter i det her land. De to ting hænger rigtigt godt sammen, særligt med henblik på at udvide omsorg til også at handle om andet end sundhed.Omsorg for andre folk der også har andre akutte behov end lægelig hjælp. Derfor solidaritet og omsorg for etniske minoriteter som ramme og bevæggrund til,hvordan man som vælger skal prioritere at lægge sin stemme den 1. november 2022.God lyttelyst og tag rigtigt godt imod dette afsnit.Kæmpe stor tak til Blaagaard Teater for at husly og dejligt værtskab.OBS. Undervejs opstod der desværre mikrofon problemer, der har resulteret i en mindre optimal lyd.Vi har løst det så godt vi kunne og håber på trods af det, at I vil lytte med alligevel.Jingle: Awinbeh Ayagiba Klipper: Mie Brandstrup Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Rapper Big Pooh joins AFH's What's The Headline to discuss his album To Dream In Color, fighting to keep his dreams alive, working with TDE and Dreamville, the status of Little Brother and more. 0:00 Intro 1:00 Rapper Big Pooh joins the What's The Headline podcast to discuss his album To Dream In Color 2:00 Rapper Big Pooh details the life lessons he learned from his grandmother 4:24 How becoming a rapper was by divine intervention for him 7:53 The origin story or Little Brother 9:25 Rapper Big Pooh's advice to the next generation about how to survive in the music business 12:00 Why major record labels are all the same 15:00 On owning his own masters 16:45 Rapper Big Pooh discusses the making of To Dream In Color 18:30 How he became better at writing rhymes over the last six years 24:50 Rapper Big Pooh details how he and Phonte sequence albums 29:40 Which is more important between peace and prosperity 30:40 How the phrase “thoughts and prayers” has lost meaning 35:40 Rapper Big Pooh on working with Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar and Ab-Soul 40:43 What it means to man up and go for your dreams and to dream in color 42:00 How he manages Dreamville's Lute and maintains his career at the same time 48:28 Rapper Big Pooh speaks about the movement Dreamville has built 50:55 A Little Brother May The Lord Watch documentary is coming in 2023 and it will answer questions 52:30 On whether the rift between Rapper Big Poor and Phonte with 9th Wonder can be repaired 53:45 How Rapper Big Pooh and Phonte resolved their differences 57:40 How Little Brother's fate would have been different if they started now instead of in the '00s 1:02:20 How his views have changed on material things 1:04:00 Rapper Big Pooh speaks about working other jobs to maintain his Rap career 1:13:00 The joys of the old school CD clubs like Columbia House and BMG 1:15:10 On the legacy of the Justus League 1:19:40 How pride and ego can tear you apart 1:21:40 Rapper Big Pooh gives words of advice to people thinking about quitting their dreams

Cormega joins the latest episode of AFH's What's The Headline to discuss his album The Realness 2. This is one of the realest interviews of the year. 0:00 Intro 1:25 Cormega speaks on what his purpose is in music 3:44 Why it's important for him to spread wisdom through his music 7:15 Why it was important to make The Realness 2 a true sequel to the original 9:10 Cormega shares his thoughts on the origins of Hip-Hop 15:23 The current state of Cormega's relationship with Nas 25:30 Why artists lie in their raps 37:00 The balance between keeping it real and snitching on yourself in music 45:00 His evolution as an artist and a man 48:00 The biggest challenge Cormega has overcome 53:50 Some of the biggest distractions Cormega sees in the world 58:20 Working with Large Professor, Sha Money XL, Havoc, Alchemist, Harry Fraud, Streetrunner, Domingo and more as producers on the album 1:06:35 Cormega speaks about things people should be questioning in life 1:09:40 Why Kanye West and others inspire him 1:16:20 Cormega on why innovators are often met with resistance 1:19:00 Why there was no other choice but Biggie and Wu-Tang Clan for him to celebrate on “White Roses” 1:27:00 What success means to Cormega 1:30:45 Why Rod Strickland, Patrick Ewing and Bernard King could have beaten the 1990s Chicago Bulls 1:33:00 On doing wrong to get right

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Meyhem Lauren and Daringer have joined forces to create a new album. They speak in detail about the making of Black Vladimir as well as discussing their extensive careers, on the latest episode of AFH's What's The Headline. 0:00 Intro 0:22 Daringer discusses the project that put him on the map as a producer 2:00 Meyhem Lauren and Daringer detail the making of their new Black Vladimir album 5:10 How to make music that's timeless 7:00 Daringer's approach to sampling music 8:30 Producers who influenced Daringer 10:30 Meyhem names his favorite Queens MCs 15:00 Daringer explains how he and Westside Gunn created the Griselda sound 18:20 Meyhem Lauren speaks about getting into the food industry 20:00 Meyhem Lauren explains what “million dollar conversations” are 21:12 Daringer discusses how he makes beats 24:00 Black Vladimir is just the beginning for Meyhem Lauren and Daringer 25:10 Daringer has productions in the vault that sound very different than what he has released 26:50 Meyhem Lauren apologizes to Michael Jordan 30:00 Daringer and Meyhem Lauren name the MCs they most want to work with 31:38 How they've both stood the test of time in music 33:40 Daringer on how he is able to be so prolific in making beats 36:00 Who Meyhem Lauren and Daringer make music for 40:00 What keeps them motivated 41:40 The meaning of Black Vladimir

Diamond D speaks in-depth about the making of his album The Rear View. He also discusses the day he spent with Dr. Dre, spending time with Dave Chappelle and Chris Rock, names his top 5 producers, and more on this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline. 0:00 Intro 1:15 Diamond D discusses his time with Dave Chappelle during lockdown 7:00 How Diamond D and Westside Gunn connected 8:00 How living in Atlanta has impacted Diamond D's music 9:20 Diamond D on working with Outkast 10:20 Why Diamond D respects Griselda and what he looks for in new MCs 14:00 Why it was important for him to rap on his new album The Rear View 16:00 What The Rear View means to Diamond D 18:00 Diamond D on keeping your finances right 20:00 How Diamond decides when he wants to work with other producers 21:00 On spending the day with Dr. Dre 22:50 Diamond D names his top 5 Hip-Hop producers 24:30 The role he had in shaping Fat Joe's career 27:10 On working with Posdnuos on The Rear View 30:00 How Diamond D approaches making remixes 33:34 On being one of the best producer/rappers in Hip-Hop history 38:29 Diamond D's impact on Rawkus Records 41:10 His experience working with The Fugees and Open Mike Eagle 44:20 What motivates Diamond D today 45:10 The moment Diamond D fell in love with Hip-Hop 47:00 Business tips for being an independent artist

Pete Rock and Funkmaster Flex are at war over the future of New York Hip-Hop. On this week's episode of Ambrosia For Heads' What's The Headline we explain why the two icons are fighting, and what's at stake. 0:00 Intro 1:20 Funkmaster Flex is in a feud with Conway The Machine and Pete Rock, and it's turned ugly 2:18 Pete Rock's Hip-Hop resume 7:30 What Funkmaster Flex has meant for Hip-Hop 13:00 Conway The Machine's Hip-Hop credentials 17:35 AFH's relationships with each of Pete Rock, Conway The Machine and Funkmaster Flex 20:16 Why do most Hip-Hop feuds start on social media now? 23:00 Conway The Machine's beef with Funkmaster Flex 27:23 Why FM radio plays so little variety today 44:10 Funkmaster Flex's response to Conway The Machine's attack 49:25 Pete Rock blasts Funkmaster Flex for not supporting “Real Hip-Hop” 58:55 Funkmaster Flex responds to Pete Rock and makes several serious allegations 1:31:20 Where will this feud go next 1:33:00 Does being played on FM radio even matter for artists anymore 1:39:08 DJ Premier released an EP featuring Nas, Rema Ma, Rapsody, Run The Jewels, Lil Wayne and Slick Rick

Rappers are fans too...On this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, we do a deep dive into the Top 5 MC lists of 30 of Hip-Hop's greatest artists. 0:00 Intro 1:10 Ice Cube said Lil Wayne is the greatest rapper of all-time (besides himself) 7:25 The significance of Top 5 MC lists in Hip-Hop 14:44 Jake's Top 5 MCs 15:37 Reggie's Top 5 MCs 17:35 The Top MCs for 30 of the greatest artists of all-time 19:08 Ice Cube's Top 5 MCs 23:40 Black Thought's Top 5 MCs 26:38 Snoop Dogg's Top 5 MCs 30:30 Scarface's Top 5 MCs 33:00 Run's Top 5 MCs 35:02 J. Cole's Top 4 MCs 36:45 Nas' Top 7 MCs and his Top 5 MCs of this generation 42:48 LL Cool J's Top 5 MCs 46:30 Pharoahe Monch's Top 5 MCs 48:43 Lupe Fiasco's Top 3 MCs 51:03 Ab-Soul's Top 5 MCs 53:48 Raekwon's Top 5 MCs (not in Wu-Tang Clan) 56:00 Action Bronson's Top 5 MCs 59:08 Vinnie Paz's Top 5 MCs 1:01:14 Kurupt's Top 5 MCs 1:03:04 The D.O.C. names the rapper he would most want to be like if he was still rapping today 1:07:12 Kendrick Lamar's Top 5 MCs 1:09:09 Jadakiss' Top 5 MCs 1:12:55 R.A. The Rugged Man's Top 5 MCs 1:18:22 Drake's Top 5 MCs 1:21:03 Bun B's Top 5 MCs 1:22:26 Immortal Technique's Top 5 MCs 1:23:49 Lil Kim's Top 10 MCs 1:25:12 Kool G Rap's Top 5 MCs 1:27:41 Rakim's Top 5 MCs and who he thinks is the most underrated MC 1:29:50 Eminem's Top 5 MCs 1:31:38 Lil Wayne's Top 5 MCs 1:33:52 JAY-Z's Top 5 MCs 1:35:55 Kool Herc's Top 5 MCs 1:38:17 Key takeaways

Public Health SpotlightHighlighting the people and projects of AHF's Public Health DivisionGUEST BIO:Alex Goncalves is the AIDS Healthcare Foundation's Senior Director for Public Health, overseeing the wellness testing and mobile programs nationally for AHF. He's been with the organization for 12 years, and has been working in the HIV field since 2001.Greg Jacques is the Director of Testing and Wellness with a focus on the Southern Bureau. He's been with AHF for 11 years, beginning as a tester. His background before AHF was in disease intervention for local health departments.CORE TOPICS + DETAILS:[8:56] - Battling Stigma for Public HealthSocial justice and health rolled into oneBattling stigma is essential for helping treat patients in need. One strategy has been the normalization of HIV testing, particularly in urban settings. There's no hiding the HIV label— by design— because AHF wants to make HIV testing something that's done regularly in at-risk communities, just like going to the dentist or getting a flu shot.[19:53] - Available, Nonjudgemental & Sex PositiveChanging how we talk about and address HIVMobile testing units are an essential part of the AHF mission, and the way these units are executed speaks to the culture and mission at AHF. Nonjudgemental and sex-positive messages are everywhere in these MTUs, from the free condoms available to the educational posters that are all about being responsible as patients enjoy healthy sex lives. This is a strategic choice on the part of AHF to continue destigmatizing HIV in the communities that most need that change of perspective.[25:04] - Career Opportunities in Public HealthWhere to start your journey to serviceAlex and Greg recommend taking a look at the internship program through the human resource department. Many full time AHF employees began as interns, going on to become HIV testers, researchers, and even healthcare center workers. You can also work with a local PHD manager if you're already working with AHF in order to get involved with onsite events.RESOURCES:[4:03] Out of the Closet Program[12:27] About Michael Weinstein[13:59] About Healthvana[24:00] About PrEPFOLLOW:Follow Lauren Hogan: LinkedInFollow AHFter Hours: InstagramABOUT AFTER HOURS:The AIDS Healthcare Foundation is the world's largest HIV/AIDS service organization, operating in 45 countries globally. The mission? Providing cutting-edge medicine and advocacy for everyone, regardless of ability to pay.The After Hours podcast is an official podcast of the AIDS Healthcare Foundation, in which host Lauren Hogan is joined by experts in a range of fields to educate, inform, and inspire listeners on topics that go far beyond medical information to cover leadership, creativity, and success. Learn more at: https://www.aidshealth.orgABOUT THE HOST:Lauren Hogan is the Associate Director of Communications for the AIDS Healthcare Foundation, and has been working in a series of roles with the Foundation since 2016. She's passionate about increasing the public visibility of AIDS, the Foundation's critical work, and how everyday people can help join the fight to make cutting-edge medicine, treatment, and support available for anyone who needs it.Learn more about Lauren at: https://www.linkedin.com/in/laurenhogan3Learn more about the AIDS Healthcare Foundation at: https://www.aidshealth.orgABOUT DETROIT PODCAST STUDIOS:In Detroit, history was made when Barry Gordy opened Motown Records back in 1960. More than just discovering great talent, Gordy built a systematic approach to launching superstars. His rigorous processes, technology, and development methods were the secret sauce behind legendary acts such as The Supremes, Stevie Wonder, Marvin Gaye, Diana Ross and Michael Jackson.As a nod to the past, Detroit Podcast Studios leverages modern versions of Motown's processes to launch today's most compelling podcasts. What Motown was to musical artists, Detroit Podcast Studios is to podcast artists today. With over 75 combined years of experience in content development, audio production, music scoring, storytelling, and digital marketing, Detroit Podcast Studios provides full-service development, training, and production capabilities to take podcasts from messy ideas to finely tuned hits. Here's to making (podcast) history together.Learn more at: DetroitPodcastStudios.com

Rolling Stone recently released an incredibly controversial list of the Top 200 Rap Albums Of All-Time. On this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, we discuss the list, reveal our own personal Top 10 lists, and lay out the list of the Top 20 Rap Albums Of All-Time that was decided by millions of AFH readers. 0:00 Intro 1:20 Rolling Stone released a very controversial list of the Top 200 Rap Albums of All-Time 6:50 Why people care about lists 10:55 Ambrosia For Heads has hosted a number of competitions where millions of fans decided the greatest of all-time—MC, Album, Producer, Group 21:00 Why are women not given their proper respect as MCs 23:00 Discussing some of the more questionable Rolling Stone rankings 27:20 Our personal lists of the Top 10 Rap Albums Of All-Time 1:17:42 The Top 20 Rap Albums Of All-Time as decided by millions of AFH readers 1:39:50 Drake and Logic released new album this week

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In this episode of FROM MY KITCHEN TABLE, Sammi Thomas, the Content and Marketing Associate for Women Create joins Jo Packham for a discussion on growing up with creative influences and translating those learned creative skills to the corporate world. As a young creative and professional, Sammi’s goal in her career, and life, is to always be implementing creativity. At Madavor Media, Sammi is the behind-the-scenes of our Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest accounts, produces our FROM MY KITCHEN TABLE podcast, manages and participates in our Maker Moments webinars, and much more. In her free time, Sammi frequents art museums, especially those in the Boston Area, enjoys fashion and thrifting, is a lover of the outdoors, including hiking, snowboarding, and camping, and most of all, enjoys time with family, friends, and her adorable dog, Jax. Sammi's Secret "I love pickles. Like I LOVE them." Resources Mentioned by Sammi The Dollar Eighty Strategy Commenting is one of the key tools to increase engagement on all the most popular social media platforms. Lucky for you, this means you can implement the Dollar Eighty Strategy across these platforms to really catapult your engagement. Dollar Eighty is supported on: Instagram, TikTok, Pinterest, Dribble, Facebook and LinkedIn. In order to get the most out of the strategy, it is imperative that all your social media profiles are optimized for the objective that you’re trying to achieve. Remember – It’s called Social Media for a reason! Access more information and sign-up to start using the Dollar Eighty Strategy here! More About Sammi ... Sammi is a huge advocate for community service … working with nonprofits such as Fresh Truck, Toys for Tots, The Greater Boston Food Bank, and more. One organization that she would like to bring more awareness is to Artists for Humanity (AFH). AFH provides under-resourced teens the keys to self-sufficiency through paid employment in art and design. AFH is built on the philosophy that engagement in the creative process is a powerful force for social change, and that creative entrepreneurship is a productive and life-changing opportunity for young people. Learn more: https://www.afhboston.org/ Please consider donating to or looking into the opportunities of this amazing organization. Or do some research to find an organization in your local area that supports providing opportunities for creativity to those who may not have creative influences and opportunities in their lives.

After 5 years, Kendrick Lamar has released Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, his long-awaited follow up to DAMN. Like its predecessor, Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers is 2 albums in one and loaded with hidden references. On this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, we explain the meanings behind the two albums--Mr. Morale AND The Big Steppers--and explore Kendrick Lamar's career of complex works of art. 0:00 Intro 7:47 Kendrick Lamar started the rollout for Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers in August 2021 15:20 The meaning of Kendrick Lamar's Oklama nickname 18:11 AFH's personal relationship with Kendrick Lamar 28:00 AFH was among the first publications to report that DAMN was really 2 albums in 1 37:50 “The Heart, Pt. 5” contained a number of hidden clues about Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers 45:00 Kendrick Lamar is looking in the mirror in the video for “The Heart, Pt. 5” 51:15 The meaning of the artwork for Kendrick Lamar's Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers 1:01:56 Mr. Morale and The Big Steppers are 2 separate albums with different artwork and themes, and they are in reverse order 1:11:00 Kendrick Lamar's Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers is not in the order in which we are supposed to listen 1:24:00 Explaining the Mr. Morale album 1:24:12 Count Me Out 1:25:35 Crown 1:28:30 Silent Hill 1:31:40 Savior Interlude 1:37:20 Savior 1:42:28 Auntie Diaries 1:46:00 Mr. Morale 1:51:10 Mother | Sober 1:55:00 Mirror 1:57:20 Explaining The Big Steppers album 1:57:48 United In Grief 1:59:24 N95 2:01:50 Worldwide Steppers 2:03:40 Die Hard 2:06:36 Father Time 2:10:25 Rich Interlude 2:12:00 Rich Spirit 2:15:40 We Cry Together 2:20:00 Purple Hearts 2:23:40 What is next for Kendrick Lamar

Black Star (Yasiin Bey fka Mos Def and Talib Kweli) have released No Fear Of Time, their first album in 24 years. We review the Madlib-produced album on this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, and we discuss the history and impact of Black Star and Rawkus Records. We also discuss Kendrick Lamar's forthcoming Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, potentially being a double album. 0:00 Intro 0:33 Recapping the history of Black Star and Rawkus Records 8:42 Reviewing the solo careers of Mos Def and Talib Kweli 12:40 Revisiting the Mos Def and Talib Kweli are Black Star album 18:48 Black Star's No Fear Of Time album has been at least 4 years in the making 24:25 Yasiin Bey and Talib Kweli released No Fear Of Time exclusively on Luminary 32:59 Black Star's No Fear Of Time does not have curses 35:30 Talib Kweli explains the meaning of the album title 39:13 Reviewing Black Star's No Fear Of Time song by song 41:36 o.G. 51:31 So be it 56:40 Sweetheart. Sweethard. Sweetodd. 59:19 My favorite band 1:04:52 The main thing is to keep the main thing the main thing 1:07:25 Yonders 1:11:06 Supreme alchemy 1:15:32 Freequency featuring Black Thought 1:17:00 No fear of time 1:19:41 Where does No Fear Of Time stand among albums Madlib has produced 1:22:10 Where the album fits alongside Mos Def & Talib Kweli are Black Star 1:23:58 Where Black Star's No Fear Of Time stands among the best Hip-Hop albums of 2022 1:27:10 Kendrick Lamar's Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers may be 2 different albums 1:32:42 Pusha-T has his first number 1 album with It's Almost Dry

Pusha-T has released his album It's Almost Dry, which was produced by both Kanye West and Pharrell. Pusha says the album was his Verzuz between Kanye and Pharrell. On this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, we review It's Almost Dry, song by song, and determine who won between Pharrell and Kanye. We also celebrate the life of DJ Kay Slay, and discuss what we know so far about Kendrick Lamar's upcoming album, Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers. 0:00 Intro 5:12 RIP DJ Kay Slay 8:24 Pusha-T explains the meaning of his album title, It's Almost Dry 9:06 Pusha-T says he used It's Almost Dry as his personal Verzuz between Kanye West and Pharrell 9:40 Who is the better producer generally between Kanye West and Pharrell? 16:23 Who between Kanye and Pharrell has been the better producer for Pusha-T over the years? 24:15 Reviewing It's Almost Dry song by song and scoring the Pharrell Verzuz Kanye battle 24:32 Brambleton (Pharrell) 31:00 Let The Smokers Shine The Coupes (Pharrell) 33:30 Dreamin' Of The Past ft Kanye West (Kanye West) 38:44 Neck & Wrist featuring JAY-Z & Pharrell (Pharrell) 42:39 Just So You Remember (Kanye) 46:30 Diet Coke (Kanye) 52:25 Rock N Roll featuring Kid Cudi & Kanye West (Kanye) 57:01 Call My Bluff (Pharrell) 57:58 Pusha-T says he wishes he had J. Cole's fan base. What does he mean? 1:02:16 Scrape It Off ft Lil Uzi Vert & Don Tolliver (Pharrell) 1:04:25 Hear Me Clearly featuring Nigo (Kanye) 1:06:05 Open Air (Pharrell) 1:06:45 I Pray For You featuring Malice (Kanye) 1:09:48 Who won the “Verzuz” between Kanye West and Pharrell 1:14:40 How we rank Pusha-T's It's Almost Dry on a scale of 1 to 10 1:15:45 Where It's Almost Dry ranks in Pusha-T's solo catalog 1:18:05 Does Pusha-T have a classic album in his solo catalog? 1:20:00 Is Pusha-T a great MC? 1:23:20 Where does Pusha-T's It's Almost Dry rank among the best Hip-Hop albums of 2022? 1:25:50 Kendrick Lamar is releasing his new album Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers on May 13. What we know so far 1:37:22 Wu-Tang Clan's 36 Chambers and A Tribe Called Quest's Low End Theory will be in the Library of Congress

After making progress in recent years, the 2022 Grammy Awards dropped the ball again when it came to Hip-Hop. We break down their misses, the new Dreamville mixtape, Freddie Gibbs and Benny The Butcher's feud and more on episode #79 of AFH's What's The Headline. 0:00 Intro 1:00 Last thoughts on Will Smith x Chris Rock 4:20 Reviewing the 2022 Grammy Awards for Hip-Hop 9:44 This was one of the most disappointing Grammys for Rap in years 14:37 J. Cole continues to be disrespected 18:00 Best Rap Performance - who won and who should have won 26:36 Best Melodic Rap Performance - who won and who should have won 30:45 Best Rap Song - who won and who should have won 36:54 Best Rap Album - who won and who should have won 42:45 How the Grammy Awards show should change in the future 45:50 Nas stole the night with a statement performance 54:00 Discussing new music by Cypress Hill & Black Milk, Elzhi & Georgia Anne Muldrow, Marlon Craft, Phife Dawg, Buddy, and more 58:48 Dreamville is staking its claim as Hip-Hop's best collective with a new mixtape 1:03:30 Freddie Gibbs and Benny The Butcher are feuding --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/whats-the-headline/support

Benny The Butcher continues his hot streak, with the release Tana Talk 4. We review the album, song by song, in addition to discussing Joell Ortiz and Kxng Crooked's The Rise & Fall of Slaughterhouse and Fly Anakin's Frank on this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline. 2:40 Benny The Butcher has released his Tana Talk 4 album 4:30 Was Johnny P's Caddy the best way to kick off the album's promo cycle? 6:26 What makes Benny The Butcher's Tana Talk series different from his other music 13:50 Johnny P's Caddy was a surprising way to start the album 18:25 Alchemist is at the top of his game as a producer on Johnny P's Caddy 21:25 Back 2x - Daringer and Beat Butcha are 2 of Hip-Hop's most prolific producers 24:00 Stove God Cooks has become a strong addition to Griselda 26:30 Benny The Butcher believes he is a top 10 MC 29:22 Benny The Butcher speaks on how real he is on Super Plug, produced by The Alchemist 32:44 Weekend In The Perry's - Benny The Butcher says he is Westside Gunn's best investment. Is it true? 38:44 Benny The Butcher has made a sequel to Biggie's classic with Ten More Crack Commandments 43:00 A list of Benny The Butcher's 10 crack commandments 49:10 Tyson vs. Ali showcases Benny The Butcher and Conway The Machine as 2 of Hip-Hop's best MCs 55:15 Uncle Bun features Benny The Butcher and 38 Spesh on a Daringer production 56:57 Thowy's Revenge finds Benny The Butcher rapping as fast as we've ever heard him flow 1:01:34 Benny The Butcher discusses the consequences of hustling on Billy Joe 1:03:44 Guerrero features Benny The Butcher and Westside Gunn, with Benny saluting a key founder of Death Row Records 1:06:40 Bust A Brick Nick offers another top shelf Alchemist production, with Benny making a reference to his recent shooting 1:08:48 Mr. Chow Hall closes out Tana Talk 4 1:10:34 How would Tana Talk 4 change if Johnny P's Caddy was the album's last song 1:12:12 How does Tana Talk 4 compare to the rest of Benny The Butcher's catalog 1:15:00 Is Tana Talk 4 the best album of 2022 so far 1:16:17 Joell Ortiz and Kxng Crooked have released The Rise And Fall Of Slaughterhouse, an album that details all of their grievances with the group 1:31:41 Fly Anakin's Frank is one of the best Rap albums of 2022 so far --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/whats-the-headline/support

Last week, Joe Budden and Royce 5'9 had a heated public exchange with Joell Ortiz. On this week's episode of AFH's What's The Headline, we provide an in-depth timeline of the rise and fall of Slaughterhouse. 1:00 The members of Slaughterhouse are in a war of words with one another 3:00 Why Slaughterhouse is so loved by so many 9:40 The rise and fall of Slaughterhouse: a timeline 10:00 Where Joell Ortiz, Crooked I, Royce da 5'9 and Joe Budden were in their careers right before the formation of Slaughterhouse 12:33 The origin story of Slaughterhouse 23:30 How a song launched Slaughterhouse the group and then an album 25:15 The state of Hip-Hop in 2009 when Slaughterhouse was formed 32:44 Slaughterhouse signs with Shady Records in 2011 38:11 Shady Records puts Slaughterhouse on Hip-Hop's biggest stage during the 2011 BET Hip Hop Awards 40:32 Slaughterhouse goes mainstream in 2012 and it does not connect with their fans 45:30 Slaughterhouse and TDE have BET Cyphers in 2013, and all eyes are on who is the best crew 51:20 In 2014, Slaughterhouse release their House Rules mixtape and record an un-released album that is rumored to be their best 54:22 Joe Budden releases an entire song about Eminem in 2015 1:01:28 Joe Budden delivers a savage review of Eminem's Revival album on Everyday Struggle, and it creates division within Slaughterhouse and Shady Records 1:06:43 Eminem begins releases a song dissing Joe Budden 1:09:20 Joe Budden is publicly saying he is retired as a rapper, in 2017 and beyond 1:11:30 Kxng Crooked releases a statement saying he is no longer a part of Slaughterhouse, in April 2017 1:14:00 Royce details the status of Slaughterhouse, and speaks about them in the past tense 1:17:40 Eminem releases Kamikaze, an album filled with Joe Budden disses 1:22:50 Joe Budden says that is a better rapper than Eminem and details his grievances with Em 1:32:20 Joe Budden releases a trailer for a conversation between him and Crooked, but the full interview is never released 1:44:50 Eminem releases a song featuring Joell Ortiz, Kxng Crooked and Royce 5'9, with a line that may be dissing Budden 1:46:20 Joell Ortiz and Kxng Crooked release a project together called H.A.R.D. 1:49:11 In February 2022, Joell Ortiz and Kxng Crooked announce their album, The Rise and Fall of Slaughterhouse, and release 2 songs detailing why they believe the group has broken up 1:33:55 On March 4, 2022, Royce 5'9, Joell Ortiz and Joe Budden had a public conversation that became extremely heated 1:59:14 Joe Budden says that while he was publicly stating he was retired, behind the scenes he was telling the members of Slaughterhouse that he would reunite with them if they got out of their Shady Records agreement 2:02:48 Most of Slaughterhouse's disagreements have been about business 2:06:42 Royce and Joe Budden laugh about Joell Ortiz's song “Shake Dat Je'llo” 2:09:40 Joell Ortiz joins the call and it becomes heated, with Joell and Royce both accusing each other of lying 2:10:40 Their biggest disagreement is about a Slaughterhouse record deal that is currently on the table 2:13:30 Royce 5'9 and Joe Budden say the person who procured the record deal for the group is shady 2:14:50 Joell calls out Royce and Joe for having this discussion publicly, instead of behind the scenes with the group 2:15:28 Joe Budden calls Joell Ortiz a f'ing liar 2:20:48 Joe Budden tells Joell that Budden is bigger than anything Joell has going on 2:26:54 This is where their conversation escalates, becomes super ugly and abruptly ends 2:30:00 Is this war of words real or orchestrated for publicity Joe Budden, Royce 5'9 And Joell Ortiz Argue About Slaughterhouse & It Ends Badly: https://ambrosiaforheads.com/2022/03/joe-budden-royce-59-joell-ortiz-argument-video/ Ambrosia For Heads Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1Ssx21OFFRNJMMvlG2xeWV?si=DW9psDeWS4qa9UsItVq9pA Official Site: http://ambrosiaforheads.com/ --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/whats-the-headline/support

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Dr. Teralyn Sell, Psychotherapist and Brain Health Expert, states that, “The impact of S.A.D. can be profound on your mental health. It can cause fatigue, motivation issues, sadness, irritability and trouble sleeping, and much more.” Dr. Teralyn's Talks Tips on How to Combat Seasonal Depression and Boost Brain Health. AIDS Foundation Houston, Inc. (AFH) will host the 33rd annual Walk to End HIV on Sunday, March 6, 2022, at Sam Houston Park in downtown Houston. This signature event is the city's single greatest response to Houston's ongoing HIV epidemic. More than 3,000 Houstonians are expected to participate in the noncompetitive 5K walk to remember and honor those affected by HIV/AIDS and to celebrate the advances in pharmacology to help prevent HIV acquisition as well as treatments that lower the viral load of persons living with HIV, which prevents HIV transfer through sex.

"Afhør dem og skyd dem inden for seks timer!". Sådan ville Winston Churchill gøre regnskabet op med de førende nazister efter Tysklands nederlag i 1945. Den britiske premierminister mente, at hurtigt eksekverede dødsdomme én gang for alle ville understrege nazismens undergang. Sådan gik det som bekendt ikke. I stedet nedsatte de Allierede domstolen i Nürnberg. Men kom retsprocessen tilstrækkeligt i dybden med nazismens ugerninger? Det diskuterer Adam Holm med lektor i tysk samtidshistorie Therkel Stræde og lektor i tyske studier Moritz Schramm, hvis morfar Albert Speer var på anklagebænken i Nürnberg. Musik: Adi Zukanovic.

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