I engineer, produce, songwrite, and help run a Small Studio. While I'm at the studio, I blog to keep from losing my Mind. This is the product of that.
I'm a HUGE nerd. Don't hold that against me. I secretly use my studio and label earnings to feed my addiction for Video Games, Comics, and your basic Geekdom. I don't need the earning to feed my addiction to Music; It's my Job. I do love all Genres, though, as well as work on ANY Genre.
Don't Be afraid to ask me Questions using that "Ask Me Sh *t" button down below.
Currently Going on at C.H.E.F. Studios:
Lord knows I Try.
(via -goodbyeforalifetime)
In the Studio w the big Homie @TCDPG , workin on his new Project I’m ON … S/O to Kurupt and the Whole DPG Fam.. Need studio time? HIt us Up at 562-448-2433
Its Really awkward getting recognized on a train, especially one on from LA to San Diego.
I mean, its kinda flattering at first, because I dont really put out pictures of myself like that, and for someone to remember me from some random youtube video is kinda cool. But a train is a small place. And after that person’s fourth trip to the cafe car, it can get kinda weird. Bro, you dont need THAT many diet Pepsis (which by the way, for some reason taste SO much better which its overpriced and on a train; its probably the altitude). Also, I caught a teenage couple fucking at the back of the sleepcar (the darkest cab on the train; I like sitting in the sleepcab because the lowlight is perfect songwriting mood). First, props to them for having the balls to try it in the first place. Second, Props to the dude who was like, “You love me, right baby? why don’t we express said love by fucking in the back of the sleepcar?”
Ah, Younglove.
I just HAD to Shout out @WECustoms one more time for Making me my @thatKevinsmith ChainPiece. Splendid work, guys (and gals).
WE Customs X Silent Bob
ON my Way back to daygo after a long day of work. Shout to @WECUSTOMS for the dope chains.
In the studio with the big bro @rosevelt4prez … for those of you who say I dont make hiphop anymore…. Need studio time in the LA Area? hit us up @ 562-448-2433 , $15 an hour till 1/31
My New @kinagrannis Cover
A quiet Drive.
The calm before a wave of events can be insanely unnerving.
Goofing Off at work. S/O to WECustoms for the Dope MojoJojo Chain, and thank you in advance for the Silent Bob Piece. And for all the other shit you guys make me, lol.\
It’s a real love hate thing when I have to write music, as I’ve expressed before, because it usually brings up old feelings that Ive tried so hard to pretend dont exist. It’s even worse when I have to record a song that i’m about to sell thats about three years old that I wrote when said feelings where real (as real as they are now, just hurt alot less). EVEN worse when the song was referenced by the person I’m trying to forget. But it happens, as was the case today. On top of which, I really hate having to chase the very ghost that I try to run from. Hope the phone call that follows this post won’t be as awkward. Wish I could call you, scout. Could have really used your advice for this one.
Check this Article I wrote for STREETKODE Magazine dot Com.
My New @jhameel Cover: Pursuit of Glory
Just Finished this.
I don’t Believe in Love.
I think that being in the Music profession has made me the world’s biggest Cynic. I write songs every day for people to possibly sing them, if not for myself. Song after song, about love, about its loss, about finding it again. It all comes so easily to me. Tell me you need a song, I can create one right before your eyes for a price. Not only that; I’m REAL fucking GOOD at my job. Girls ask me all the time if I can love the way I write about love. The answer to that is that I can, but I wouldn’t, not anymore. I always write about giving my all in Love, putting the girl first, you know, all that Bruno Mars “grenade” bullshit. I write about love like that because that’s the way I USED to love. I’m not that stupid anymore; I know where that gets me. I’m sick of being the victim, always getting played because I’m the nice guy that the girl leaves to be with some jerk that just wanted to hit it. So no, I don;t love lie how I write, because I don’t believe in Love. Not to say that it’s not real. Love is VERY real, and to those that find it, don’t let it go; it’s a very fleeting experience that leaves a hole in your heart and wisdom in your mind. Love isn’t Santa Claus. I don’t Believe in love the way I no longer believe in my Father; I’ve lost my faith in it. We had a good run, but it is what it is. It would be great to find love somewhere down the line, but I’m through looking for it. All that got me were scars and sad stories. And alot of songs to write.
