I’m NOT a Photoshop Trick

A direct rebuttal to Epiphany’s “I’m a Photoshop Trick“

(picture taken and retouched by Eli P (guest blogger))

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I feel as if maybe us retouchers and photoshop users *cough*(abusers) have maybe gotten a bad rep these days. Sure in every circumstance things are done in excess. I love myself some beer, but I recognize that moderation is the key to a good long term relationship with my favorite beverage. I never drink with the goal to get drunk, and rarely does it happen, but every now and then it sneaks up on me. As with anything, too much beer starts becoming your enemy and affecting your life in a negative way. Photoshop and image editing is no different. Well, I don’t think too much photoshopping is going to cause you to be hungover and start missing work and eventually ruin some internal organs, but you know what I mean.

I Do Have a Chance: Tyrese & Neyo edition

aka “Your Favorite Artist Used to Suck”

Thank God for progression.

I'm sorry ya'll. These highschool pics of Lil Jon get me every time. Makes me think that the Dave Chappelle skit wasn't that far off.

From time to time, I listen to my old music footage for a reference point.  I usually embark on these adventures by myself, not trynna hear the witty or “you gotta start somewhere” remarks from my people as they search for something complimentary to speak on.  I don’t trip on the suspect material I once made b/c as an artist I’m sposed to be improving and/or different now from then.  That’s part of learning and mastering the craft.  Because everybody who got good at what they do came UP from somewhere though.    Don’t believe me?  Cool.  Why don’t we look to some clips of present day stars just to see what I’m talking about.

Play-by-Play time…

Looking for a Few Good……

 

 

You know as of late..I have been trying to be a better mate and open up the lines of communication  with my baby gal and although I sometimes wish that a crow bar would fly in her mouth while she is talking…Well….

Lady Gaga Taught Me to Stay in My Lane

We all go through changes, but whatever.  Press play…

Friendship is Essential to the Soul…

…or to the career at least!

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written by Big Nate from Da Bluff

In this world where people often piss on the people that help them get on and shit on those who didn’t there are a few people in the entertainment business who are stepping outside the realm of fakeness and keeping it 100 with their original road dog. See, today’s world has become the type of world that rewards people for not riding w/ those who got helped get them there. I often wonder how many people told some of these new age lame rappers they shit tight. Case in point Gucci Mane and OJ Da Juice Man,

“Stretching Moments”: Marketing Genius Taught by Rosa Acosta

Black contortionists, huh? First the sniper, now this. I hate affirmative action.

I was choppin it up w/ my good brethren the other day about the wonder of Rosa Acosta.  (Yeah, her again.)  He was initially sending appreciation my way for introducing him to Roseyboo (Miss Acosta to him), but then expressed a slight concern that her digital presence in his life may slowly chip away at his happy home 3.5 minute clips at a time.  After entertaining the idea of teaching womens in our lives to “yoga that thang”

Thoughts of a G…..

 

Now I was late to the office today..therefore I was going to wait to slap my FreshThoughts up in the air for the world to smell…Soooo…as I crept in my lil seat and went through my routine..You know…Check the email..Delete the 23 Facebook event invites that I received in my email…Check the bank acct balance to see if I can cop the new cardigan at Urban Outfitters…Read and reply to a debate with Piph and B.Dot about how Gucci Mane has one of the best flows in the game right (in which I lost)

Sex and R&B is Overrated….

 

 

When I was growing up there was always two things that I was scared of….

1. Drive- By

Yup, where I grew up…there was always some dusty niggaz in blue aka Crips that would roam around the hood..trying to peep who they could use as target practice….Very fun game until you realized that there was no reset button in those games and watching your friends get their clothes cut off wasnt the ideal convo that you would like to have with your parents at supper. ( Dont act like you dont know nothing about “supper”)

2. Sex

You Talk a Good Game…or Do You?

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written by Alia…the singer, part-time model, and poet; author of “Shiri: Song of my Soul,” and social commentator with swag

Is anyone else confused and wondering what in the actual hell people are rapping about these days? I swear it’s looking like all you have to do is make it to about the fourth or fifth grade and you too can have a promising career in the world of rap for about 2-3 years and retire a happy man.

The Power of the Blouse….Part One

 

 

Now as of late…I have really been working on my fresh…I have been eating grass and veggie patties that really taste like green beans and old jiffy cornbread…And along with drinking tons of water ..Now I have upgraded my work outs to more than just doing push-ups during the commercials on Monday Night Friday …Oh….Oh….AND…