"we reppin' haight street, b. this here's ma ro dawg, dino tha sore. don't sit on him. matter of fact, don't sit on neither of us, or i'm fit to suka on you."
here are more pictures of where we live. since NO ONE VISITS US!!! this is the infamous madrid street. our house is the one smack in the middle of the picture with the grey roof, yellow paint with red trim. gives you an idea of the calf workout i get walking to the car.
our incredible view through the back of the house. perci doing his weekend meditation before his upcoming performance. "oh, spirits of the excelsior, may i not forget my rhymes, may my crew be on beat, and may no one be wearing the same shirt i am. amen."
our front door! i have yet to take a picture of gani and lupita in front of the doors. i might just break down and cry hysterically. lupita's is the door to the left, and ours is the one to the right. so you can see that in the morning, we literally walk downstairs, gani steps outside and just turns around and knocks... forever. until someone opens.
at somarts before the "
stop the killings" show to raise awareness and funds around a campaign to stop the political killings and human rights violations in the philippines. one of the best shows i've been to. it was just incredible to see all onstage such strong artists together... native guns, blue scholars, praxis roks, rhapsodistas, power struggle and echo of bullets... but also the pure dedication to put on and support the show was incredible. so many people volunteered their time, their art, their talents and resources to make this truly community-driven, and it indeed was amazing.
"we reppin' haight street, b. this here's ma ro dawg, dino tha sore. don't sit on him. matter of fact, don't sit on neither of us, or i'm fit to suka on you." 
here are more pictures of where we live. since NO ONE VISITS US!!! this is the infamous madrid street. our house is the one smack in the middle of the picture with the grey roof, yellow paint with red trim. gives you an idea of the calf workout i get walking to the car.
our incredible view through the back of the house. perci doing his weekend meditation before his upcoming performance. "oh, spirits of the excelsior, may i not forget my rhymes, may my crew be on beat, and may no one be wearing the same shirt i am. amen."
our front door! i have yet to take a picture of gani and lupita in front of the doors. i might just break down and cry hysterically. lupita's is the door to the left, and ours is the one to the right. so you can see that in the morning, we literally walk downstairs, gani steps outside and just turns around and knocks... forever. until someone opens.
at somarts before the "stop the killings" show to raise awareness and funds around a campaign to stop the political killings and human rights violations in the philippines. one of the best shows i've been to. it was just incredible to see all onstage such strong artists together... native guns, blue scholars, praxis roks, rhapsodistas, power struggle and echo of bullets... but also the pure dedication to put on and support the show was incredible. so many people volunteered their time, their art, their talents and resources to make this truly community-driven, and it indeed was amazing.
like a true fan, standing on his chair. 5 minutes later, he was a true 2 year old and threw a tantrum.
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