“Grab the pen
And place it on some loose leaf
Nothin’ soft, always the tough meat
The white paper and
Blue lines excite my mind
Not allow’n me to stop the rhyme
Until the whole motherfuckin’
Then I write on the
Back of the sheets” (Ice-T)
This is what I grew up listening to. I’m taking a trip down memory lane.
I feel like all I need to do to be happy is not have a job, eat a serrano pepper (or something equally spicy), run for an hour, and write about two-thousand words. And listen to music I love. And be around one (or more) of my favorite people. And, yeah, that’s it.
Holy shit, where would we be without this man?
“Bosques de mi Mente is my solo project. It started by mid 2007 when, for diverse reasons, I decide on creating music on my own, to reflect some restlessness and feelings that were in my mind. The idea behind “Toy Trains” was rounding my head for some time. For me, it was an attempt at capturing the melancholy i felt trying to remember -without much success- my childhood, a happier epoch of which I keep very sparse remnants…”
Suzanne and I both got a laugh on that one just now.