“Now I ain’t never tell you to put down ya hands.” — Note: This interview was conducted in the summer of 2022. As with most thoughts around Kanye West’s ever-evolving persona, not everything he HAS done, is CURRENTLY doing, or MAY do in the future, align with myself or Shayla’s views on morality, spirituality, or artistic expression. …

For Lack of a Wetter Bird—Issue #12 Need to catch up on some missed issues? Everybody’s got a favorite cousin, right? I know I don’t know y’all like that, but I know y’all have one. Maybe, it’s not even a cousin, or perhaps you even have two favorite cousins. …

find something that’s beautiful to you — Find something that’s beautiful to you. What’s beautiful to me? A nicely made bed. Lovely. Lonely. Cool. Comfy. Warm. Welcoming. Home. Familiar yet fresh, and foreign all the same. This bed is my bed. After all. You may have known it well yesterday, but yesterday ain’t today. The truth is…

For Lack of a Wetter Bird — Issue #11 — Want to subscribe to For Lack of a Wetter Bird and read more of my sophisticated musings? YOU SHOULD. I’m sorry… you’ve all been tricked. You have just walked into a candy corn bashing session. The doors have been locked behind you. So sit on down and get uncomfortable, because…

Did somebody say dominoes? — It was a Friday, the sun was shining, and I made a call. It was my boy Mitch on the line, a really pleasant cat with the type of inviting demeanor that makes random calls like this fun. One of the good guys, and an all around music fiend. He…

For Lack of a Wetter Bird—Issue #10 — As some may remember, FLoaWB began back in 2020 as the opening monologue to our pandemic internet talk show, Hot Grits, Cold Drinks. Part life advice, part amateur comedy set, they were a fun little way to set the table for every episode. …

For Lack of a Wetter Bird — Issue #9 — “Wake up, wake up, wake up, it’s the 1st of tha monthhhh!” I know what you’re thinking, and yes, “tha” is not the proper way to spell that word. But that’s how Bone Thugs-N-Harmony spelled it back in ’94 so that’s how it’s gon’ be spelled. At least on days…

woke up to a stretch and a coffee bean, black and hot, ain’t need no cream. working my way through my morning routine i’m wide open, now, like 9:15!

For Lack of a Wetter Bird: Issue #8 — It’s that month again. The worst month of the year. August. Now, I understand that might come off weird to some of you. But I mean it. I did the math the other day. Actually I did it several years ago, but for some reason I wanted to revisit it…