R.I.P. Lou Ottens, inventor of cassette tape

This is why it’s good that God made me a blogger and not the bouncer at the Pearly Gates. If I held the velvet rope and this guy showed up and said ‘hi, I invented cassettes,’ I wouldn’t even examine his heart or history.

He could have been a terrible person but I’d say, ‘lemme stamp your hand bro. VIP is behind that cloud.’
Cassettes were amazingly durable, flexible, and portable. You could toss one from one side of the house to the other. You could leave them in your blazing hot car.
If I made a mixtape for you and took time to list the songs on the card, it meant I loved you.
Thank you Mr. Ottens. Thank you so much.
You created something I still have too many of decades later, all of which could be repaired either with scotch tape or a #2 pencil.

this is the boomtown rats with mark bolan

mark bolan is trex.

i met t-rex’s son, roland.

roland bolan was very nice.

didnt need to be,

coulda just said, touch me i am here because of trex.

instead he said, hi my name is roland, ready to watch Tsar?

trex had a song called calling all destroyers.

tsar had a song called calling all destroyers

and james gunn put it at the beginning of his movie Super

a couple years after james did Super he did a little movie called

Guardians of the Galaxy

then Guardians of the Galaxy 2

and in august his new movie will come out called The Suicide Squad

today i was signing up to see a therapist because i have insurance now

actual conversation:

have you been feeling lately anxious or worried?

we’re in the tail end of the plague.

correct. do you sleep well?

yes, i go to sleep around 5 and wake up around 10 or 11. today it was 9.

you don’t smoke medical marijuana do you?

im gonna stop.

why?

it used to help me go to sleep.

doesn’t seem to be working?

thats why im calling you.

the hospital called at the end of an interview i was conducting with the man in charge of the police in hollywood.

now typically i am not an anxious man.

id say it was because i played sports and in the band as a child and when you have to perform in front of crowds, and especially if youre the only one with a giant afro

pressure aint no thing by the time you grow up

but i was a bit nervous about this interview

because i was about to ask him about some bad things about his men and women.

and we only had a half hour scheduled.

for some reason i do better with an hour.

but we hit it off right away because we are both professionals.

i treated him respectfully and he didn’t give me a bunch of hype.

it was actually refreshing how little bullshit he gave me.

i am trying to talk with a giant food brand right now and the load of crap they have shoveled my way is shocking because — im not even asking them anything controversial.

with this captain i was talking about illegalities, deaths, social media. serious business.

and then i had to talk to this therapist assistant.

i said i am having a hard time concentrating. i first thought it was because my gf and i were fighting a lot because we were both unemployed and she had to be in a small apartment with me all day and im great in small doses. but 24.7? even the cats are like, no its cool.

i think she said we will give you so much adderall.

i was like, when?

she was all, it takes 4 months just to get tested to see if its right for you.

i was all ???

she was like i know, everyone in LA thinks they’re losing their minds right now, so theres a line.

and ive never felt more kinship to this beautiful city.

 

what im doing is writing first then seeing who wants it

if no one wants it, then i put it on Medium.

the good thing about Medium is lets say it takes off in a month, you get paid.

lets say it takes off in a year. you get paid.

if you give it to someone else you only get paid then and never again.

one thing i learned from record labels is: the majority of the money they reap is on the back catalogue.

even though the attention and hype is about the new releases, they actually make more on the long tail. all those classic records still get sold. maybe not hundreds of thousands a week, but enough that when you add them all up it keeps the lights on, for sure.

why shouldnt writing be the same way?

have you ever gotten super close to getting a few jobs

while on unemployment

while dudes with face tattoos are sporting brand new jackets and $300 shoes?

dont cry for me argentina. unlike my nephew who plays xbox on easy mode

because he hates to lose

i go straight to the expert mode

because i hate charity.

today i was on hollywood blvd. my home. and everyone was so photogentic

and everyone lets me, a perfect stranger, take their picture

they tell me where theyre from they tell me the greatest stories

one guy wanted to share a joint with me

invited me twice as he sat at this little table rolling a thin one for himself.

you want some of this spliff dont you?

i was all, whats that round your neck?

he said, a mask?

i said yes, we are wearing masks because of the wickety wickety 19

he was all, thats ok, this shit cures it.

and if i was an angel thats exactly what i would do

id fly down to earth with a cure in a joint and see who goes for it.

then when i flew back home id get grounded probs for fuckign with the butterfly effect.

but being grounded in heaven is like having your best day ever in cincinnati.

sometimes sometimes sometimes

youd think someone who puts out, so to speak, as much as i do, wouldnt worry about productivity

but i know how much i am capable of and i know how much actually comes out

and that giant difference worries me.

it’s not even procrastination, it’s attention span.

i want to do interviews, i want to write but so much of it bores me

maybe because ive done it so many times.

i really should just have a damn radio show because that part is the only part that interests me. as soon as its over i wanna do the next thing.

i can go anywhere and talk to people and learn the best things

i was in the Ralphs in Beverly Hills yesterday talking to a woman from Western Africa

hell if i know the first thing about Africa, let alone Western Africa

so i looked at her up and down and gave out a wild guess

GHANA!?

she looked at me like i was a ghost. she said Close! Nigeria!

when i got home i looked at a map and sure as shit i was close.

we could have talked for hours. but heres the thing, if i had to record it, transcribe it and put it down on a website it would take me forever because all i can think of is the next three people i wanna talk to.

and thats how companies are built. because clearly i need to hire someone to do all the minutiae i don’t wanna do. but that cost money. which is why i just have to do these things i dont wanna do, get rich and start paying the people to do the things that stop me.

i interviewed this awesome dude last month and then i finished this huge project and now that im done i have to transcribe the dude and ask him a few more questions and get some pictures.

but now im distracted with the story i went to beverly hills for. DO YOU SEE MY PROBLEM? is this why people have children? so they can make them do the things you dont wanna do when you’re half a century old?

i wonder if my niece could do this work? bet she could.

ok done.

theres a lot of asian hate going on

i dont get it.

these asswipes are freaking out.

they’re panicking for some reason.

maybe they havent traveled much but the world looks a lot different than their local walmart parking lot

and YET there are some similarities.

depeche mode said it perfect – people are people so why should it be you and i should get along so awfully?

one thing id like to do when things are back to normal and i have irons on the fires so to speak

id like to go to a different thai joint in thai town every day for a month

with a different person who really knows what to order

and every day write about it.

maybe people wont tune in every day and maybe some days the person doesnt know shit about thai food, fuck rules

but people would def read some of it.

last night i watched Coming 2 America and laughed a lot

i dont think ive laughed at something that much in a very long time

AND it had many great messages.

the one i loved the most was

i don’t need you to tell me who i am. 

ironic since Black folk in the US have struggled with identity ever since we were forced to live here, and often told to go back to Africa

well here in this film and in the original which was released 30 years ago, it is by voluntarily going back and forth from the motherland to America does Eddie Murphy’s character discover who he really is.

showing that sometimes it helps to be a stranger in a strange land to see the light.

another theme i learned was about Power, another thing Blacks have struggled with in the US.

in the previous film Murphy plays a prince, here he becomes king, and yet many of the idealistic beliefs that he held when he wasn’t on the hot seat, disappeared once he reached the throne.

how often have we seen this with leaders be they in politics or in the boardroom?

how often have we seen our peers rise from the ranks talking bout change but when they actually have the ability to make change, rarely do

out of fear that the structure that provided them privilege would be upset if they followed through with their original plans.

it’s wild when the great comedians of our day like Sasha Baron Cohen and now Eddie Murphy are leading the way, in subtle and not so subtle ways to show us how hypocritical we are when we say we want things to be different but then fight to keep the status quo.

great film. true to its original, and then some.