Bet It All (peace, Max!)

I need to get back into my cocky bag. I think people forgot that, I don't get acclaim NOT because the music sucks, but because I ALREADY KNOW IT. And THEY, the critics, know it too. But yo. Drugs, alcohol, women, the streets... they all got to me. I didn't know who to trust or how to trust. I just know that I saw some Disclosure Day level shit in the last 15 or so years that led me to needing to react, right then and there.

I wish I had known that I don't need to go knuckle-for-knuckle with ANYONE for the clout (if you will) I am looking for. I want to be a Gothic combination of Rick Astley and ?uestlove. That white, that soulful, laying low after a few hits.

While Chris Rivera was here, I did a mix of ALL eras of my music. In one of the songs, I dead ass said "I am kinda wack to me...". I meant it in an #iykyk kind of way, actually WAITING for ANYONE to call me out on it. Maybe it was the weed, but the line hit me wrong. Rivera, StarChasers, I'm not wack. And that wack that I am, I am, to protect you from. 

Can you dig it?

Holla at ya Most Wanted List member!

~!Jr.!~

Alumni Day 2026 (FDA)

 

Starchasers!!!

Charles and I just had an elatious 2.5 weeks together.

A friend of mine flew him to Chicago, and he spent a week out here watching movies (his favorite is Backrooms), eating pizza, BBQ, and Chinese, playing Sonic Frontiers and WWE 2K26, and of course, making some beats.

Then he and I flew back to Cali for a little 10-day vacation where we smoked about a half pound of Cali's finest, ate at 3 different burger joints, went to Hollywood, I got him to peddle me on a swan boat, he went to church, and we ended the extended week with a trip to the strip club!! We turnt up for sure. I’ll include pictures.

(as included on the blog:)

Now with all that being said, Charles really, really wants to go to his high school reunion come December and we may need a little help funding it. Tickets there and back are about $500, and you know we don’t want him going there broke, so I’m starting the GoFundMe at $1000. If it kicks off, I may raise it to about $1500 just so he has a little more. But he’s super excited. So let’s make this happen for him!!

2 other updates:

1: I’ve talked him down, and rumors have it, he is going to be picking the pen up again soon and getting back to the times of songs being on that upper echelon that he spoiled us with before he decided to school us without the pen.

2: He went to church again yesterday, and before I left, the pastor came to his house and told me if Charles shows up Saturday for choir practice, Charles can play for the church Sunday!! So let’s encourage him to do the right thing and get him on track. The pastor said they’re looking for a new minister of music and would love to build the church with Charles. Even offered him the church to host an OPEN MIC NIGHT on Saturdays to get his music out and teach the youth…

Anyway, y'all see the progress and the happiness. Charles is making strides out here and it’d be awesome of us to help him get to his FDA reunion this December. With that being said, thank you all for your time and once again, thank you, Charles, for everything.

Click here to donate

Click here to donate

Click here to donate

Click here to donate

Click here to donate

Thank you, Chris Rivera. Your efforts have not gone unnoted, Peace be unto you.

^
^
^
Mother Theresa, 50% done.

Special shouts to Lou Nice and Squid Nice. Stray Dogs shit. They send love and salutations to all readers of this blog.

!!Jr!!

The Art of Rhetoric

(from wiki)

Rhetoric is the art of persuasion. It is one of the three ancient arts of discourse (trivium) of classical antiquity, along with grammar and logic/dialectic. As an academic discipline within the humanities, rhetoric aims to study the techniques that speakers or writers use to inform, persuade, and motivate their audiences.sa Rhetoric also provides heuristics for understanding, discovering, and developing arguments for particular situations.

Aristotle defined rhetoric as "the faculty of observing in any given case the available means of persuasion", and since mastery of the art was necessary for victory in a case at law, for passage of proposals in the assembly, or for fame as a speaker in civic ceremonies, he called it "a combination of the science of logic and of the ethical branch of politics". Aristotle also identified three persuasive audience appeals: logos, pathos, and ethos. The five canons of rhetoric, or phases of developing a persuasive speech, were first codified in classical Rome: invention, arrangement, style, memory, and delivery.

From Ancient Greece to the late 19th century, rhetoric played a central role in Western education and Islamic education in training orators, lawyers, counsellors, historians, statesmen, and poets.

(also from wiki)

In rhetoric, antanaclasis (/æntəˈnækləsɪs, ˌæntænəˈklæsɪs/; from the Greek: ἀντανάκλασις, antanáklasis, meaning "reflection", from ἀντί anti, "against", ἀνά ana, "up" and κλάσις klásis "breaking") is the literary trope in which a single word or phrase is repeated, but in two different senses. Antanaclasis is a common type of pun, and like other kinds of pun, it is often found in slogans.

^
^
^
Could the technique of Tha G Code (exhausting a word or phrase) be seen as *merely* rhetoric? I been using it since around 2015 (got put on by Lupe; peace!), and DOVE INTO IT around 2018. That rage carried into living with *drKiwi*, and likely is why I attacked *drKiwi*. 

I'd hate to be wrong about the most fun I've had in my entire life creatively. Rivera is INSISTING that I go back to writing. There are more generations that need theme songs for their everyday life. It appears he's tired of listening to CH fight music and wants music to *step* to. I WANT to give him what he wants. I just want to do it WHEN I WANT TO. A lot is lined up (future wise), and I can't just cater to him all day. That said, Chris Rivera is awesome. 

And can see.

~!Jr.!~

Live from church (w/ Rivera)

The pastor is SPAZZING right now. All good words from the book of Philippians. I never thought to speak from here. Rivera, my neighbor Marquis and I decided to stop by the neighborhood Baptist church. We are currently being fed with The Word.

I won’t lie, I feel like I am being watched by Nipsey Hussle. Like, HIS eyes, from Heaven, are watching me. I feel like we bonded from a distance. I just don’t share my stories of him and Big L (‘99) because of how sensitive people can be about both. But… I feel your prayers, Nip! I’m down here, down and holding it down, Baby Par. Shouts to Pete Rock.

A part of me accepting responsibility for my influence is to TAKE NOTE of where my influence resides. As responsible as I am for Griselda, I am equally as responsible for Playboy Carti and D4v1d. Yes, I have a crazy work ethic, but my gothic subject manor/blasphemous candor is what got me out the door. Valid, The Hamilton Family has a history of incest. That’s no one’s business, except for who is being scouted as a new “family member”. So technically, kick rocks if you ain’t down. Still, as connected as we as a family are/is, we must “make sense” to generations who know OF us, but are speaking on things they know nothing about.

Sorry for getting you involved.

I pray for The Hamiltons.

For better or for worse, till death do us part.

~Jr.~

Stairway to Heaven

 

To the StarChasers who've been here from the jump and to the newer StarChasers... I must let you know that God is real, and the correct thing to do is establish a relationship with Him. Now. I know God as a Her, but that was God's way of ministering to me. Like, trying to appeal to me in the form that he knows would get my attention. But God, as a man, is one of the mightiest public figures to ever be seen or heard.

He has apostles, prophets, allies, maidens, virgins, warriors, soldiers, kings... all in this lifetime (and about 2 prior). He would love to have me be a part of his squadron, and in some contexts, I already am. Yet, in this corner, wearing red, black and gold trunks, is the concept of me being a Devil. I often claim being Satan (with the battery of Eminem in my back), and I often claim being born again (with the eye of Dr. Dre being God). The conflict makes me hesitate to create, because... honestly, I feel bad leading you into darkness and not sharing The Joy of The Holy Spirit. 

Maybe that's how I'll reward myself. I'ma send y'all niggas to God and have him tell y'all about y'allselves. Because to me, you're all beautiful. No need to pause, no need to speculate. I like to think that it's your collective knowledge of ME that makes a StarChaser some kinda sexy. If I'm wrong, blame Beyonce for making me believe I'm some kinda ancient sexy that there's a jihad over.

I belong to me, until further notice.

Expect some new music, soon.

~Jr.!~

Brothers and Sisters of The Stars

I finally know how to describe the feeling of having you guys as StarChasers. It’s not a word. It’s a blog entry.

A StarChaser is one who astral projects (or “travels”) through my music or the music of others, to meet ME. At the time, if you were to StarChase, you would likely see me having sex with my girlfriend (*drKiwi*). All I was doing was interviews, music, blogs and her. Your mission was to chase away the business people who wanted to separate me from her and replace her with a woman they can control. That would disrupt the natural order of love. Such, being tampered with through me being Sonic and being MADLY in love with her as Amy.

When me and Miss *drKiwi* broke up, everything was in jeopardy. I questioned love, loyalty… and though people were enjoying the music, I questioned whether I had StarChasers. I felt wrong for using fans as bouncers at Club Fuck Simone Porter. But I knew that it was just the x-rated content that would generate interest in my reality as a real, everyday thing. With the evil of my brilliance radiating in my heartbreak, I pushed on.

Mind you, this was around “It’s Charles Hamilton” (#TheHoneymoonsOver). We had a waaaaay to gooooo.

Around 2010, I digitally met Chris Rivera (among other nominal StarChasers). He would post pictures of my posters on his wall. Host several CH-content blogs. Show up during every livestream. Also in 2010, my mental health first started showing signs of decline. Things were going on around me that caused me to implode. Technically, in front of yall. As I listen back to my 2010 music, the quality is IMMENSE… just more now than then.

Look, Ima fast track it. I never saw yall as #numbers or as a #fanbase. I just made music FROM The Spirit of music, as lived by my generation. I try to take it further and backward, avoiding persecution and ignoring ignorance. I just wanna impress my big/lil bros/sisses. I wanted to be The Musical Ed Grimley (look him up). With longevity, of course.

StarChasers, new and old, you guys ARE my brothers and sisters. I’m sensitive about you, as I fought to be able to share my story of how I survived and how I’m surviving. Both in a business sense and in a creative pretense.

Batteries not included.

Thanks for having me, Chris Rivera. I hope I was and am a beacon of light, and that I’ll be out this way again soon. What am I saying?! Vacation (w you) just started!

^
Chris Rivera, StarChaser Jas and I went to Eminem's Mom's Spaghetti in Detroit!

#CH

The drink kicks in

 

I wanted yall to FEEL ME, for as many times as I showed you I FEEL YOU. I don’t want any confusion as to who I am. I am inspired by many. Only I motivate me. If you should do so, you are properly credited. I can only think of a few who got me outside as #theweirdo.

J Dilla taught me how to express myself musically, OUTSIDE of the music itself. I just described it, but there’s more to it than words can describe. I use words and letters as chords and solo notes in the scale of conversation. J Dilla’s existence provides me the confidence needed to go in the booth with nothing prewritten and just speak my mind rhythmically. For such, you would have to listen to his music with me in mind. From there, you are allowed to infer and personify yourself there. Just know that you are eroding my soul with every CH you don’t acknowledge.

Hi-Tek showed me the beauty of chopping. Halo taught me the beauty of frequency bending. Where Tek makes beats for people to spaz on, Halo makes INSTRUMENTALS. Doubt me? Try to spit to “Beta Future”. Sheeit, end up on a journey! Also, Halo inspired The Contextual Title Theory. The context of a CH song is not determined by the “key” words in the hook. In fact, the title is the draw to the song. Imagine Hi-Tek level heat with an H2-level context…

Imagine if Halo was Hi-Tek.

I’m halfway getting my hair braided, half getting a blow out. Once my hair is unlocked, I can decide what I want to do.

Blogger isn’t allowing me to post pics for whatever reason. So ima end it like this: love is love, even in warfare. I love you, no matter what you say or do.

Does that make me a fool?

 

~Jr.~

Beach chair steaming

Unbeknownst to you and… really anyone, I am currently on vacation! I’m saving the details of said trip/who I’m with for a more extensive, expansive entry. Which, depending on how I feel in the midst of writing this one, could be this one.

I just wanted to check in.

I also want to say that StarChasers, I have been really caught up in my world (Harlem, Cleveland, The Illuminati, Cali, FDA). To the point where it is undeniably real, the notion that I’ve lost touch with my listeners. I called myself bringing yall a fresh, Gothic perspective to what is considered a mainstream, Ghetto lifestyle. I was also responding to ignorance being perpetuated by and about me/my music.

For that, I’m sorry. I ostracized you. I gave you what *I* thought you needed, versus what you wanted. Now, with that in the eggshell, do I/can I continue? I don’t feel the same things the same way anymore. The process of finding a sample is more complex. Though I am back on FL, I’m dooinit different. I guess what I’m saying is, be patient. I’m going from telling my story to telling OUR story.

And in this vacation, I became more aware of you/yall/me/us. I just wish who I’m visiting with could see my world (and its perspective). I feel like I’m not making sense right now. All I can ask for is the patience from listeners to craft something that makes sense to all of us. It’s a challenge, and I feel like I put in enough work to be able to branch off into …what I want to do, but this isn’t about JUST me.

Left index up, Goths. Something tells me you know what I’m cooking up. StarChasers, you are SO worth the fight. I’m just trying to find my own worth in this whole thing. 

Be proud, NYC! I’m holdin it down under pressure.

~Jr.~

Sidewalks of New York

^
^
^
I can hardly contain my pride in New York, specifically The Knicks. After decades of disappointment, Brunson and The Boys are bringing a trophy back to the city. All I ask is that the city (find a way to) contain itself so that nothing negative can be drawn from our victory.

A few StarChasers called me out for celebrating The Knicks/NY's victory. "Ain't you from Cleveland, boss?" I do believe I spent enough years in NY to claim it/be claimed by it, but, as always, I leave it in the hands of people who were born there and first met me at age 5. 

The above song was recorded WAY before this season, but... it just fit to be released last night. The way I see it, Cleveland got a ring w/ LeBron, so it's only right they lay down for New York. 

"Raised by the city that doesn't sleep. Raising eyelids in the city that doesn't sleep..."

I may be back later. Just gotta get a cup of coffee.

Go, New York!!!

 

~Jr.~

To go outside (ClaustroClothic)

 

One of my dearest StarChasers, Jas. started a clothing line for Goths "who want to go outside". Inspired by the mantras of Mac Miller and others, ClaustroClothic is vibrant as it is dark.

Above is just a taste of what she's got. Albeit, probably not the best choice (on my part).

So proud of you, baby girl.

Click here to check out the stuff

The Sun is beautiful, You All.

Soak it in. 'Tis the season.

~Jr.~

Gatekeeping a Star

It was always love between us. I provided motivation and charm, you provided inspiration and wisdom. How to move in a room full of of vultures, versus sampling Labi Siffre’s “The Vulture”. The disdain came when measuring success by numbers. Though my views are low, I know for a fact that YOU and your inner circle are watching/listening.

Such being what it is, know that there are other inner circles from which I am mentioned in.

Anything I drop through retail, no matter the price, can be purchased by an opp. Keep this in mind, my niggas.

Stakes is high.

I’m at a point in life where… I am numb to my happiness. I have good friends (knuckleheads as they may be), loyal supporters (sarcastic as they may come across), a supportive family… there is just a bug in me to continue downing myself.

“The Devil is in me; whoever should tempt me is asking for it.” (‘07 CH, “Superman”)

Dead The Devil doesn’t like my success. I fight possession every day. Goths, that uneasy feeling when you see that light skinned nigga w the wavy hair and toe jam breath? Likely that’s the 6z within you trying to intervene without telling you what to do or making you do it. 

To fight The Devil would be to down ALL Devils. And I love my niggas. Thus, I been praying for them and letting them know at each chance that God is real. I’ve been told that I should preach. By many, AND God. Shit I dead was preaching in jail! From #DevilSide’s perspective. Booyyyy I was ROCKIN’ it. Niggas dead understood. 

My music is Gospel-like, in that ultimately I’m talking to God through astral projection. Upon enlightenment, you can not only see Heaven (in my music), you see God Herself. Stick around and She will morph into He. Stay tuned for the finale…

You see it all through my eyes.

“That’s the part that sucks. Bring it.” (‘19 CH, “Cordless Phone”)

~Jr.~

The Grinch

^
^
^
My Dad to the left, my Uncle Mark to the right.

Anyway, I do kinda wish I wasn't so mean to my StarChasers in 2012. I had a chip on my shoulder about the expectations for my post-incarceration music. They didn't make it any better. I guess because I provided an escape from the harsh reality of life that they didn't like me taking on my problems HEAD ON and FACE-TO-FACE. 

I would rather work side-by-side with you guys. I always ask how I can improve my music, knowing that I know best. I can always afford to learn. But from whom? The best say I got it! From Jimmy to Pharrell. And I'm sure if you ask Hov, he'd tell you I got it. Em said it! 

Whatever. 
I know my worth.

I think StarChasers were faced with a darker reality once I stopped writing. You can't always rely on my eyes to give you encouragement. I gave y'all bars that came from THE SOUL. THE HEART. THROUGH THE MIND. You gotta respect it.

I even gave you ammunition to NOT like it. And you picked it up, loaded the clip in the AK, and blasted yourself with it. I think it's apparent that I could've made a "Vampire Sunlight" in 2012. All I needed was a proper studio. Even still, the #caverecordings were made to inspire ANYONE to use ANYTHING and WHATEVER to make music and say what YOU have to say. As much hell as I caught for it, now everyone is recording on their phone (BandLab is cool).

I take pride in being ahead of my time. I know what it takes to be me. To be me is to be a star. Mom, Grandma, Uncle Gee, Dad and Uncle Mark KNOW I have what it takes to be a star. Yet I'm choosing to be a #RecordingArtist (eg. The-Dream) over being a performing artist (eg. Tinashe). I can't contain the feeling of being in the studio... specifically my home studio... I want this forever, mane.

This record was made late one night. I was in a deep slump, talking back to the voices. The voices ended up being this beat's melody. I am getting older. I was never a player, but the value of women has gone up. At least in my world/head. I hope women fan agree on ONE THING... at least one thing. Catfights are a turn-on, but I can never walk away with the winner. Just how I am.

Prayers for all.

I'm over here fuckin shit up on FL Studio.
Scream back!

~Jr.?~

 

Stagefright

These 3.

Grandma, Uncle Gee, Mom.

The 3 reasons why I shall fear no stage.

See, around 2014 when iLoveMakonnen got knocked out onstage, I got really timid about performing. I had been talking GREASY on record about some cats who were connected. THE LAST thing I wanted was to be jamming onstage and get sucker punched by who Im rapping about.

2012 was the same thing. I was SPECIFICALLY gettin' at *drKiwi* and *drKiwi*, and wanted ALL the smoke. In fact, I invited them to "do something" about what I was doing/saying onstage. This is/was before I saw what was at stake and who the war was really between.

NONE OF WHICH have ANYTHING to do with performing. Nothing should scare me into NOT rockin the mic. I am, indeed, a solid performer. And now that I'm not on the PARALYZING meds I was on before, I can guarantee putting on a good show.

There are some opportunities to catch me live in the near future. It's all about WHAT to perform. Catch you up to speed or go down memory lane? You'll enjoy yourself either way. 

Special thanks to MY Big 3.

Grandma, Uncle Gee, Mom.

Always with me, in their own special way.

~Jr.~