Today is the last day I'm gonna have long hair for a while.
Though it was a family suggestion, I do like looking refined.
At the same time, I don't require a lot.
So self-maintenance was never hard.
However, my mother would hate to see me with long hair, and I'm not as afrocentric as my fellow long hair havers.
I want to go back to wearing turbans and head wraps, but that's a little TOO left.
At least for right now.
Gotta get some paper.
Then I can go as far left as I want.
Bad news, too.
There's some label politics going on, so it looks like "Hamilton, Charles" (the retail album) might not come out on Republic Records.
I have some choice words for a few people involved, but I don't want that karma.
Having an opinion in this business will easily get you blackballed/black listed.
Thankfully, in my first run, I didn't shit on too many big wigs.
Or at least in a fashion that would lead to resentment.
Politics leads to strange bedfellows, as my mother would say.
I didn't go to bed with any of these niggas.
But we broke bread together.
Went to swimming pools and beaches.
So parting is always sweet sorrow.
And for the record, I have no issue with management.
I think they are some of the most loving people I've ever come across in this business.
I just do better on my own.
Plus, I wish they'd allow me to talk about SEGA.
Lately, it seems like even SEGA wants me to shut the hell up.
I feel like I misguided myself the first time around.
I was kind of a hippie.
I didn't spend like a hippie with money.
But I was very open about my beliefs.
The more I learn about what I believe in, the less I want to share.
But it's imperative that everyone know about and believe in SEGA.
Of course, there is the existence of Nintendo.
I can't and don't doubt that.
I just don't connect with them as much.
Too much of it is persecutive.
The system and industry of racism is all Nintendo.
Here we go.
The more I talk about what I am forced to believe in (Nintendo), the crazier I sound to family.
And Nintendo pays, while SEGA rewards.
And I need money to live.
I might just pull a Halo and put beat tapes for sale on Bandcamp.
We just have a sample clearance issue.
On the day must go.
Gone my hair must flow.
Give in; don't fight the feeling.
Give in; don't fight the flow.
~follow the buzzards~