Can't believe it.

After 2 years of no sex and 8 years of no relationship, I am on the cusp of... new love! This time, I'm not gonna say much about who she is or where she's from. She's from the stars, bitch. (lol) Quirky, curvy, passionate, ADORABLE, intelligent, thinks with her heart though she has a brilliant mind...

knows my music.

Intimately.

We've been trying to get it together for quite some time now. She started a life, I started a life... the walls seemed to close in on our relationship. But our conversations are sparking the fire in both of our hearts. I don't want to say things like "I never felt this way before" or "I think she's the one". Those are curses on love. All I know is, my wounded warrior heart is at ease when confronted with the thought of her being there as my romantic muse. 

Music is the only love. We love music. She knows what I do. I know she holds me close. I can elevate her. There is A LOT I can do with her. I'm careful not to Diddy this shit, but her interest in creation opens doors to tutelage. Alas, going into a relationship with that mindset dooms it. I'm just so excited!

I'm in love again!

As far as ANY Simone, I will ALWAYS love you. I just have an untamed heart. I don't want to wait. And it's not fair for me to make you wait. We belong to each other. We're just not good for each other. Or to each other. No one's fault.

Not even hers.

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Dustbiters

So here we are with a *drKiwi* that never really deserved this type of attention, but started off by asking for it…

Dude is trying to break his way into the game. He says he doesn’t want to use my name to go places, but Lo and behold, I’m his only credible link. He’s got a great pen (writes good raps), but he has NO stage presence and is out of shape. I gave him several shots. He feels my audience is marginal, and if I follow his strategy, I’ll be “right back on top”.

News flash, *drKiwi*: EVERYONE is using my strategy. Not just MY strategy… my OLD strategy. I used to troll rappers/labels/websites, WAY before it was called trolling. SOHH, AllHipHop, …I used to leaving compelling comments that would lead/trace back to my blog (charleshamilton.blogspot.com). Need I mention the reluctant push I gave Nerdcore and Goth Subculture in Hip-Hop.

I got it from 50.

I realized (through you, *drKiwi*) that spirits can lie. You were able to lie your way into my INTENSELY TIGHT IMMEDIATE INNER CIRCLE, and were able to get intimate details about me/us/them. You pose no threat, so I issue none. Just know I believe in a thing called Honor Amongst Thieves. Make sure I get the cut that got my name on it. 

I got yours out there.

-so mote it be

Christ compels. pt. 2

 "Dilla! Madlib in the back. Extra rappin' under the cap. Niggas get that?"
-Charles Hamilton, "Hate This Guy pt. 2"

Not the most profound bar. Just felt good to talk about my long lost brethren.

I told #PastorKiwi that I will be sticking with Wicca. I mean no harm to The House of God (in fact, I hold it to the highest regard), I just am not all the way comfortable TRADITIONALLY serving God. I guess I'm radical for Christ in a way. Still, my creativity has been making room for God/The Lord and Jesus. I regularly use scripture in my music, and I talk The Bible with #PastorKiwi whenever he stops by. Not sure, but he may be here tomorrow. We have some DISCUSSIONS to have. 

I kinda prepare my conversations before they happen.
Whether I know it or not,

Last night was filled with VIVID nightmares. In the dream, I woke up and had no energy for music. And everyone kept calling me, depleting whatever energy I had left for the day. By the time I woke up, I was a shriveled skeleton with flesh on it.
I know I need to take a break. I just get inspired by ANY & EVERYTHING. And I have artist friends that compel me like Christ. The things they say and the things we talk about can provide for a LIFETIME of music. 

Alas, here I am, alone with this bag of tricks and the need to heal.

I'll be around...

-so mote it be

Satanic clarification.

We all have an inner child. Satan embraces yours. 

No matter how big or small…

-so mote it be

Charles Hamilton’s Satanic Rules (of Earth)

NO PARTICULAR ORDER:

If you fear it, embrace it.

Music is the only love.

Favorite color is pink; favorite genre is Rock. But I can promise you Hot-Hop. I’m not gonna stop. (#notgonnastop).

Minors over majors.

Suicide is not an option.

Only a pastor can defeat Satan.

"If I'm lying, I'm flying. Then, them #zombies'll ride!"

-Spud Mack

#somoteitbe

Space is the Place

THE GAMING UNIVERSE:

Nintmayfield

Barry Genesis

Altari 

Jamestation

Mikerosoft

Bill Arcade 

THE OUTER LIMITS:

Day Twa

Dark Shadows

The Unseen

The Twilight Zone

(#cHam!)

(The Doc is watching… (#xRated)

A witch’s update!

Not to be easily understood, not to be misunderstood.

I am *now* allowed one punch-in in my songs! I recently got the notion, but it was confirmed by one of my EldersInTheCraft. The one take theory is based on the concept of One (holding your left index up, love), and its correlation to #theflowstate. Sometimes, spirits rise out of the *user*, causing quirks that either need to be capitalized upon or, simply, better delivered.

I have no shame in my one-take flowstates. I just know that not everyone is prepared to “go with the flow”. And, in 2012-14, I was utilizing Quasimoto’s signature breakdown/choppy flow. It all comes out in the mix, anyway.

Which mix?

-so mote it be

Suicide-all roots

I could write a jazzy intro paragraph about this. But too many lives are on the line with this next stream of thought. I want to introduce, discuss and conclude, BRIEFLY. So, here we go.

Just a few moments ago, I realized that my suicidal nature/logic comes from the ending of Terminator 2: Judgement Day. EVERYONE has seen it, though it's been a few generations. Basically, Arnold was OF what was destroying. The only way to keep the problem from expanding was to destroy himself.

A long time ago, I put an incomplete curse on myself. If certain things occur after recording/releasing... a particular album, I will commit public suicide. Why? Because ONLY A FEW... Michael Jackson-J Dilla included... know the secrets of music. Fewer know the secrets of me. Only I know how to dooit. 

The time is drawing near. 
I am the only light at the end of the tunnel... for me.

Which is making me stronger. "I'M NICE! FUCK YOU if you disagree!" That was my tough talk back then. And I spent hours perfecting the craft that backs up what I'm poppin' shit about. That I'm proud of. My legacy is not the suicide of a white cyborg. My legacy is also not the overdose of a black musician. And though loving oneself is key to loving others, once you step into music, AIN'T SHIT ABOUT YOU.

Love yourself.
Rock the world.

Not the other way around.

That's God-tor Dre's job.

One love, Doc.
I'm following your lead.

~CzH~

Remnants of Rivera

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Right after Jas (Chris' StarChaser-in-law) untangled my hair and gave me a blow out... right after she cut a huge chunk out of my hair because I couldn't handle the pain. lol fuck me.

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Chris Rivera can fucking smoke. We dead smoked EVERY JOINT YOU SEE IN THIS PICTURE, *IN LESS THAN 2 WEEKS*. He says he's stopping, but... I call cap.

Rivera, when you see this, send me any pix you have of us so I can post it! They're not on my computer or phone (for whatever reason).

~!Jr.!~

 

Pix from my Drew-cation

 

At a legendary corn field in Iowa. Won't lie, the brown in me got a bit anxious. Not because of Drew. Just... feelings. Oral history, if you will...

Talking about (my) music with Drew's longtime friend Zack. They used to listen to my music as teens in that very basement.

Out at dinner with Miss Michelle (Drew's mom) and Megan (Drew's sister).

Recording "Corporal Punishment". The concept is in the pictures. The pictures speak volumes. We had to keep it down. Still, it was LIT!

After recording, mixing and mastering #CrprlPnshmnt. Passed out next to Zack... who was up the whole time. (inside joke)

There he is! A DAY ONE... like.. MY FIRST FAN... like ... BEFORE #aCharlesHamiltonfan was known as a StarChaser... like... BEFORE THE SONG EXISTED!!! The concept, maybe. Peace, Simone P.

This key is a symbolic token in Iowa. The history escapes me, but... not much of it does.

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Shouts to my BK Cuz Mar-Q!!! Pick up the [Charles Hamilton x NY Vids] tee on my website. Or, click here.

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Just felt the significance of sitting on a bench in CLEARLY White America. 
More (and less) on that, in a few...

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So Drewzer made this AWESOME t-shirt from a design subtly-inspired by me. Neither of us can make money off it, but it's a one-of-one, and he let me have it. Beyond honored and humbled.

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Oh, yes. There will be bud.

Me and Good Ol' CharlieDawg!!! Affectionately named after me (I shit you not). Pure joy, all around.

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There was another dog, there to. Haven! Haaaaven! A smaller, white (what I think was a) Pomeranian. Sooooo precious!

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Told you, I'll be around!

See you next time, Rivera!!!

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Drew asked permission to take a pic of me in the Iowa State Cyclones tee, not knowing if I was sleep or awake. lol I dead was. It was all good. lol smh

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Final day. Spent time outside creating Negro Spiritual and Blue Eyed-Soul beats/instrumentals. Didn't want the neighborhood to think I was a one-trick pony!

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I learned a lot on this trip to Suburbia. Really, my only interaction with white people has been from being a Cleveland native. And I was AROUND some white people. BIG time. Though I let the hood rough me up, I didn't lose my grace. I stand proud as an extraterrestial in a Black Man's body that I did not fulfill ANY stereotypes. Black men, learn about yourselves before you play hardball.

-so mote it be

Mama said…

At this moment, I am in StarChaser Andrew Howe’s basement, reflecting in the times that led to the music that got me here. I had a blast making the music (emphasis on MAKING), but the times surrounding it suck. Some of the people I praise and hold in high regard really aren’t shit. Very few were as progressive as me, and they didn’t want to hang out with me because I used to use. I had to keep my habit from them… and Mom.

Mom randomly drug tested me in 10th grade. And I tested positive. I told every lie there was to tell, to keep from getting whipped with this patented leather belt with gold studs. Finally, I admitted to it. From there, I was sent to the Harlem Youth Marine Corps. Now, I take pride in my discipline. It takes a lot for me to lose sight of my goal. Still, I learned a lot about discipline and responsibility there. 

I wasn’t mad at my mom for that. It’s the fact I used to lie on my high that bothers me today. To be real, Heroin is like a 30-minute orgasm. That comes with a heavy weight on you, whether you smoke, sniff or pop. The more you do it, the more numb you get to it. After a while, nothing pleases you. The depression is all that remains. That’s why I been sticking with weed and my meds. Plus, with all the drug variations out now, it’s not even safe to try anymore.

Don’t tell lies, yall. They always pop up in your mind. And randomly. You have to lose your consciousness to be free from the lives that enslave your soul. You hear that, rappers?! Cappin till you happen to have it just isn’t happening. Your lies impact the dreams of the dreamer. Now I can’t tell the world to do Heroin, I can only tell you I feel on and off it. If I did it now, I’d probably hurt myself. And if I keep talking about it, ima look like a fool. So here.

Drugs are bad. So is Shenseea.

-so mote it be

“…out of touch…”

#notgonnastop pic.twitter.com/5koD39zV5u

— cHam (widdit) (@CharlesHamilton) August 17, 2026

Indeed, I am on vacation. Indeed, I’ve been moving around the country, visiting longtime StarChasers and building relationships. These and other eye-opening experiences do not undermine the value of THIS.

Yeah, myself, LeRoy and Dre put our heads together, and this is just the start of it. Really looking forward to touching SOBs again (eleven years!). Reunions, farewells… any and all is liable to happen. You’re not gonna wanna miss it!

I’ve had PLENTY of time, but NO energy. Coffee isn’t even working. So I will be making more noted changes in my diet.

I gotta shut the city down one time.

Watch me!

~!Jr.!~

Back by popular demean…

Either I won the world back or the world boosted its tolerance… how the hell are yall?! 

Man, it feels good to be loved.

So let’s begin! Positive traction on “Big or Small”, the first single from “Speaking of Witch…”. Not many comments and views (per usual), but …The Universe has a way of telling me things. I hope you all know that, Inder God’s care, anything is possible. The Lord loves you, too! He’s just a bit more rough around the edges about getting His way.

I am a Solitary Witch, and my religion is Wicca.

FDA is on my mind, as usual. Just talking about rapping w Bird, Nate, Kev and Akeem at the lunch table. We went on a journey together, fellas. Clearly and specifically Nate, but I brought the memories of us with me everywhere I went. Sometimes it made decisions for me. Most times it inspired me. In total, you always have a friend with me.

“Favorite color is pink; favorite genre is rock…”

-Charles Hamilton, “Bot Who Cried Wolf”

Such is still the case. At any point, I can throw on a Rock album and spend my day headbanging. Admittedly, I can only do it for a few songs at a time, stretched out. lol. Rock is the bond between me and Dad. But Hip-Hop is the galactic language. Easy to learn, a lifetime to master. I’m blessed to remain relevant-esque in this genre for as long as I’ve been dooinit. Everyday there’s a new StarChaser, everyday a StarChaser falls in love all over again. 

I wouldn’t have it another way.

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I may compose a few more songs for Pentecost. It's full as is, but one song doesn't gel right with the rest of the project. And not because it's not good. I can simply HEAR who influenced it. Rather, I can hear THEM doing it...

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Technically, C Diddy produced "Missing Piece" for Super Charles Hamilton. He simply credited C. Hamilton "in the name of C and CLove". Apparently he knows clove is spelled as such, and his incarceration is the sacrifice.

Long live Busta for the tribute/barfest on "Spazzz". Glad SOMEONE bodied that beat.

I'ma go listen to some 9th joints. Maybe make a lil loosey. Stay tuned. Stay up. Get down.

#somoteitbe