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May 29, 2011
It was no secret to anyone who came across him in song or life, that Gil Scott-Heron was two things: A genius and a junkie. I say this so simply, because Gil was this clear about everything he ever said to me.
In the the anthemic and eternally poignant song "The Revolution will Not Be Televised" the genius Gil was able to make us think about the world in a different way, laugh hysterically about the ironies of American culture, and anger at the hypocrisy of our political system, all to a beat that kept us on the dance floor, with a voice and flow that...
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May 26, 2011
Even with all of Haiti's pain and problems, the people here are strong, beautiful, optimistic and hardworking. I met dozens of people working here drop by drop, to move an ocean of change.
This very high level math was chalked onto the exterior wall of a broken building. A make shift, sit in the dirt high school classroom in a refugee tent city. Although it may appear as though I was teaching or even comprehending this science, I assure you I was not.
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May 25, 2011
The situation in Haiti is far worse than you could ever imagine. No clean water, sanitation, security, money before the earthquake makes rebuilding impossible today. Add a cholera epidemic which has taken 4000 lives in 6 months and you can clearly see It will be many decades before Haiti sees a solution to any of it's myriad crises. People are literally fighting for their lives everyday, all just 90 minutes flight from Miami Beach.
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February 4, 2011
This is an epic and vast song about intensely personal experiences.
At it's core it is a love song, but not in the classic sense of the phrase.
It is a song of searching, failure, growth and healing.
It is a love song between a friend who is addicted to heroin and his lover who is desperately waiting for him to clean up.
It is a love song for a single mother who has just seen her teenage daughter run away to the city, only to come home pregnant and alone.
It is a love song for an over-demanding father who's son has gone off to war only to come home broken...
