I spotted this over at DJ SMP’s site, really good list of articles that teach and/or elaborate on different aspects of DIY culture in hip-hop music.
I suggest everyone who’s reading it to pay some serious attention to #8:How Can I Get More Gigs?
So far on the list, we’ve been overlooking the most important part: live shows. Start with How Can I Get More Gigs? For more to chew on, check out this series on the question “Is Touring Still Necessary?” Basically: yes, but not until you’ve got enough of a fan base to be turning a profit on the road.
This is the lifeblood of the music business right now. Basically, the oldest and most traditional form of entertainment there is, the live show. This dates back to medieval times, I’m sure even cavemen had some sort of live entertainment. If you can’t play live, get out of the business NOW. You will not survive.
A few weeks back I was the guest of honor at what was then the coming out (pause) party for Elliott Wilson’s Rapradar.com. I think I was the first writer outside of Elliott and Bdot to contribute to the site, and it was the Charles Hamilton vs. Black Spade beatjacking incident that caused me to come out of retirement.
Here’s the entry in full:
Ah yes, I’ve finally made it onto my own site. After lending my blogging services to notable music sites like MTV.com and XXLmag.com, and even some other less credible ones, I’ve decided it’s finally time to do it for delf. And unlike my personal blog that I update rather infrequently (www.errokay.blogspot.com, shouts to Eskay at Nahright.com for inspiring that name some time around 2006), I intend to keep this site more up to date.
Anyone who knows me knows that I’m a man with many interests. More often than not I can go from talking about the smallest detail of a hip-hop beat to the message behind the medium, to the benefits of putting money in a Roth IRA. I’m into music, art, culture, business, finance, science. I’m just always learning, trying to acquire more knowledge and understand the world better.
So this website will be about those things. Specifically though, it will serve as a placeholder for my writings, both online and in the real world. I’ll also use it to promote whatever I have my hands in at a given moment, be that magazines, music, marketing, blogging, concert promotion, production, engineering… the list goes on and on.
I hope you all keep visiting and enjoy the site.
Since I posted that blog about reaching 199 pounds on the Fat Smash Diet, I’ve gotten a lot of feedback from different folks I know within the entertainment industry. It’s been pretty random actually, considering I didn’t really send that blog entry to that many people, and I hadn’t been writing too frequently anyway. This internet thing, I tell ya boy.
Anyway, everyone has shown a lot of support, and while they don’t comment (god knows why, I guess they aren’t the commenting type), they do tell me they wanna try the diet. I say go right ahead! Hit me up if you have any questions, I encourage you to.
But here’s the thing, the diet alone is not going to lose the weight for you. It’s up to you, the person, to stay committed, stay disciplined, and keep yourself inspired enough to reach your goal weight.
What inspires me is how I feel when I wake up in the morning, how I feel during the day, how I feel at night. The energy I have is so great, and I don’t ever want to lose that feeling. It’s beyond weight loss at this point, like it was beyond weight loss after my first 9 days on the diet. It’s a lifestyle change. It’s about feeling better more than it is about hitting a certain weight (although that always helps).
People who know me know i’m a fan of words. The words I use to work this diet’s magic are the following- Diligence, Perseverance, Tenacity.
Diligence because you need to keep working at it, and working at it hard.
Perseverance for those moments when you think you wanna give up, and you have to make it through.
Tenacity for the way you should treat your exercise.
So that’s it people, today is the last official day on the diet. It’s actually been a couple more days than 90, but like I’ve said before, phase 2 started on a Wednesday for me, so I wanted to make sure the 11 weeks following the 9 day detox were carried out evenly.
Hopefully I don’t pass out tomorrow, cause I got a feeling it’s going to be brutal. A few tips from Coolrunning.com.
- Slow down early – The later you wait to slow down, the more dramatically you’ll slow down at the end and the longer it will take to recover from the run. Walk breaks, early and often, help you lower the exertion level, which conserves resources for the end and reduces heat buildup.
- Wear lighter garments – Loose-fitting clothes allow heat to escape. Don’t wear cotton clothing. Sweat soaks into cotton, causing it to cling to your skin, increasing heat buildup. Several materials will wick the perspiration away from your skin: Coolmax, polypro, etc. As moisture leaves your skin, you receive a cooling effect, and these types of materials are designed for this
- Pour water over yourself – Up to 70 percent of the heat you can lose goes out through the top of your head so regularly pour water over your hair (even if, like me, you are hair challenged). Regularly pouring water on a light, polypro (or a similar material) singlet or tank top will keep you cooler.
- Drink cold water – Not only does cold water leave the stomach of a runner quicker than any type of fluid, it produces a slight physiological cooling effect – and an even greater psychological cooling effect. But don’t drink too much either.
Oh, what I wouldn’t do for a donut…. *cue Homer Simpson drool*
That’s actually a picture of Krispy Kreme’s whole wheat donuts, as if them being whole wheat makes them any better for you. Hey, it’s whole grains, so it will only get a little less clogged in your arteries! Fuck outta here.
At the end of most days I try to just sort of mentally make note of what it is I ate throughout the day. I don’t actually note it down, cause it’s not like I’m a writer or anything. But I try to just see if I ate anything that was particularly bad for me, and nope, I can’t say that I do. Today alone (mind you, it’s almost 6pm), I’ve only eaten a bowl of Corn Flakes for breakfast with a cup of coffee, and I just had a grilled chicken salad that I made myself (thank you George Foreman). On an ordinary day I’d probably have eaten a piece of fruit or two by now, but since I woke up at something like 2pm cause I live such a care free life like that, obviously I’ve only had time for the two meals. I’ll probably have some steamed vegetables, brown rice, and a buffalo burger (sans the bun) for dinner. That’s if I even eat dinner, which for the past two weeks or so I haven’t been doing so much of. I just haven’t gotten around to cooking, so I eat another bowl of cereal and call it a day. Not the healthiest thing in the world, but what can ya do.
What’s ill is how I see people- some of them friends of mine- who eat like Tony Soprano. Meaning, they eat dinner 5 times a day. It’s like they have bottomless stomachs, they never get full. Turkey egg and cheese with hash browns or home fries for breakfast, with a snapple or coffee. Cookies for dessert. Chinese food for lunch. Some chips for a snack. Then a sandwich for another snack. Then pizza for dinner, washed down with a big 20 oz. Coke. And they do this every day. How? Well actually it’s not that hard, I’ve done it myself at times. But eventually it catches up to you.
So as much as I say I’d love to have a donut, the reality is I walk past dunkin donuts and country donuts every day (they’re both a block away from me), and I never get anything. Maybe a coffee at most, but even that’s rare because I rather brew my own. I never thought it’d be so easy to turn down junk food, but it’s amazing how I don’t even think about it anymore. It’s like once the sugar is out of your blood stream, the cravings are gone. I do think the more you take account of what you eat, like where you actually write it out and analyze how unhealthy it is, the more opportunity you have to see just what you should eliminate. So ask yourself, what have I eaten today?
One of the craziest things about losing weight is noticing the little nuances of how the outside world reacts to this new version of you. When I was about four weeks in on this diet, I’d dropped something like 25 pounds, and while the weight loss wasn’t incredibly noticeable to people who didn’t see me everyday, I was definitely more svelte and overall just a bit smaller and less imposing. I’d be on the train and out of the corner of my eye I’d notice someone staring at me. I might look back at them, and in the past they’d look away, but now their gaze remained steady, and we’d match eyes for a moment. It could be a girl or a guy, it didn’t matter (pause!), it was more the principle of it. I’d walk into a store and instead of being greeted by any scowl from the person behind the counter (as in, “What the fuck do you want from me, fat boy?”), they’d now smile and be happy to deal with me. Even in my building where I live, I rarely had many conversations with other residents, but now I was noticing that everyone who passed me in the hallway had a word or two for me. Everyone wanted a moment of my time. Nothing crazy, but just being more friendly. I guess a red head fella weighing in at an imposing 250+ pounds doesn’t look too friendly. A little thinner version of that guy does though.
The biggest change I noticed was when I was walking on the street. I admit it, I pretty much look at every one on the street. I’m an observer when I’m out in public. I watch people from distance, see how they move, how they’re gliding down the street as they’re walking in my direction, how their arms sway back and forth, the gate in their stride, and then I notice whether they lift or turn their face for that brief second where we can make eye contact. Before I lost this weight, very few people would look at me in that brief second. I chalked it up to being a New York thing, people are just too busy to pay attention to others. But not really. It’s not that people don’t pay attention, it’s that I wasn’t catching anyone’s eye. Or at least not in a positive way.
And then I had to give it some thought. When I’m observing people, their could be 20 people on the street, and my eyes scan what’s available to look at and I subconsciously just pick whatever it is that catches my attention, usually a hot chick, if there’s one available. I wouldn’t be a guy if I wasn’t looking, bottom line. The fact that my eyes disregard everything else says a lot about the way my brain works, and I think it’s the same for other people.
It’s not that people weren’t looking at me before. No. It’s that they saw me from two blocks away, assessed me for what I was, and decided to disregard my fat ass!
It’s all good, because like I said, I do the same, and when I was some big fat schlub I’d have ignored me too. From two blocks away I can see what’s what and sort of make that decision in my own mind that I’m going to focus on the most eye-catching person in this throng of people walking around. If that happens to be some bad bitch, then that’s just what it is. It doesn’t always have to be that way, just saying.
I think we need to just get this whole idea out in the open though. Let’s not pretend like we don’t size people up via their looks in like two seconds, or as I’m pointing out, two blocks away minimum.
What do you think, does this idea hold any merit? And if you’ve lost weigh and reintroduced yourself to the world at some point, did you notice a difference in how many eyes now look at you as opposed to before? I know I do.
One of my biggest pet peeves when I’m out in public is when someone calls me “Big Guy.” Like, “Hey, Big Guy, what can I get you?” I think that’s the most impolite shit someone could possibly say to another person. If I said that to a female, like “Hey, Big Girl, what can I get you?” There would be hell to pay. But guys get away with it for some reason, because there’s this social more that has been passed down from generation to generation that made it cool to be a big guy. Think of the guy from the Brawny Paper Towels. At one time, people wanted to look like that guy! Or at least have their paper towels be strong like that.
But seriously, I’m not really sensitive about much in life, particularly the way people speak (have you ever heard the way I talk? I fucking curse more than Eddie Murphy), but when I walk into a health food restaurant I don’t expect the guy behind the counter to call me Big Buy. I think that’s in poor taste, particularly in a health food restaurant. The one I usually go to is down the block from me, called Healthy Grill, in St. George, Staten Island. It’s like right up the steps from the Ferry on Stuyvesant. It actually opened recently, I want to say something like three months ago. But all in all, I think the language you use when you speak to customers is so important to making them feel welcome, feel good, and want to come back for more. Fuck the food. The food should be good, bottom line. If you make something decent, half the battle is won. Now win the other half, treat the customer right.
All in all, I hate being looked at as a Big Guy. I know the guy behind the counter can’t help but call me that (at least for now he can’t, while I’m still well, sort of a big guy), but soon he’ll be singing a different tune, as I continue my drop in size. I no longer want to be looked at as a big dude, which I will elaborate more on in a post soon to come.