Houstatlantavegas

* I told you I was gonna start doing this...

It didn't take college or bills to show me I was growing up. Music as it often has, was my guide. When I started to hear my life in the lyrics of others, I often breathed a deep sigh of relief as I realized I wasn't the only one going through such things, but I also realized that I was growing up a lot faster than previously expected.

When people ask me what kind of music I like, I respond by saying, "music from the heart." Whether its Aerosmith to Public Enemy, songs that call into question my own experience are the only ones that have ever truly mattered.
Seldom do I find inspiration in my peers, (just being completely honest) but those who seem to be in the public eye often are some of the few who give me pause. I heard this song almost two years ago and it still makes me think to myself, "word? it isn't just me...

Houstatlantavegas (an excerpt)

We all got dreams and we all star reaching

All star peaking, all star weekend
One hotel room and all y'all sleeping
Housekeeping knock to see if all y'all decent
Young girls envy the life y'all leading
Never satisfied with a nice calm evening
You be at the games looking right all season
But you always with me on the night y'all leaving
Aslow, Aslow, I always request you
You go get fucked up and we just show up at your rescue
Carry you inside, get you some water and undress you
I give you my all and the next morning you'll forget who
Or why or how or when
Tonight is probably about to happen all over again
And she live in a mindset that I could never move to
Until you find yourself it's impossible to lose you...




One can infer what type of woman he's talking about (hopefully) but if not just check the lyrics out a bit more carefully. The melodic rhythm is a type of sound I've never heard and it almost puts you in a trance while listening, while at the same time placing you in his shoes. As stated before with anything I listen to, i try to find a way to apply it to my life and ....wow...

I had a situation once, but I begin to see it as a recurring theme. So many women of my generation are so caught up in the "glitz and glam" that they fail to realize the substance of things. Being at all these games with all these guys with stupid amounts of money is obviously a good time, I'm not knocking that lifestyle at all. But at the end of the day there has to be something real, something tangible to "hold on to" for lack of a better term.

I party with the best of them and I have the biggest pet peeve with waiting in line (yes, I know the way it sounds and it almost seems hypocritical for someone who aims to walk with the people to say such things, but its just not my thing), but at the end of the day, I understand the club as a place that will eventually fade away. Although I party hard (when I do) its never really been my thing. Its like the cool kids club all over again, except the cool kids are the ones who cant hold a conversation, but buy the bar in hopes that some gold digging pretty face will take a liking to such things.

I cant speak on someone else's situation or give advice on how to have a better club experience if you're one of these guys, but in my situation I've been blessed to know some young women who've lived in Houstatlantavegas and the parallels between this song and my experience is scary.

I look at the younger generation of kids, and they are being taught to glorify swagger over substance. To judge the people their looking up to would be counter-productive, but I will say if all your role models entertain you, without making you think, you may need new role models.

I prefer a bottle of wine and a good conversation amongst a group a friends to a night at a club with playing loud music with hundreds of people I've never met. Does that mean I'm not down to meet new people, not at all, but there is a difference in the club experience I enjoy (that's another topic for later). Maybe its me being old, or me understanding that the same thing goes on in the club every weekend. The people may change, but the experience doesn't; I prefer to have those two reversed.

People think that he's saying, "ass low, ass low, I always request you," but he's really saying "Aslow, Aslow I always request you" (Leave it up to a former child star to quote a line from The Chronicles of Narnia, you'll have to read the story or watch the movie to really get it, great punchline)." But every time there was a "Greg, can you pick me up," I was there. Yea, I know "Greg, you've got to better," but I saw something while apart of this particular situation that demonstrated to me the potential she had to be something...not just for me, but something extraordinary for herself. I've seen and met women with the greatest minds I've ever come to know, but they've just been caught up in a lifestyle which isn't conducive to what I've seen in them.

So metaphorically, I always make sure to "throw those ones up the air for her" although I seldom find myself able to drop dimes "cuz she couldn't relate"