Love Your Modern Lovers

Visions and Dream can take years to develop. This is why I just said “No!” to Alleybelle when they threatened to destroy me and my reputation. Reputation was meaningful to these two young and radical women. They didn’t really have one, until I continued to write about them, because they were a part of the ‘Love Dance’ I had been working on. I still love Belle Burch whose e-mail has “starfish” in it. I have love for Alley Valkyrie after seeing her – going to the river in France to make a video – video. I wondered if she was on LSD. I think Belle was up all night on LSD before we met at the Wandering Goat.

I am impressed with the song L$D by ASAP Rocky. Is he pretending to be on LSD when he made this video, or, was he on LSD? What is Rocky demonstrating? He is showing two worlds that come together in him and The Music, and, the choice of drugs by two races. Having dropped LSD in Roxbury, a all black neighborhood by for our commune and Mel Lyman’s commune a few blocks up the street, I can report on the divide. White dudes took LSD and acted bad. Black dudes took – what?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jonathan_Richman

One night our commune got in a car and drove out to Beverely to hear Johnathan Richman do his first gig in a little bar – for squares! The owner was introducing music to bring in customers. We sat ten feet away from Jonathan, and we were blown away. This is 1971. Jonathan would be called the “Godfather of Punk Rock”. I say he is the Godfather of Rap. I had the privilege to hear this genius sing “Hospital” almost accapella. I was in Ireland hearing Dylan Thomas. Jonathan had lived in Warhol’s loft, then, he comes home to his hood, and composes a Love Opera. We got with him to the museum with his girlfriend, who may be bi-polar. They break up, and he goes to bakeries all day to get her sweetness back into his life. This is his world that is not another cheap imitation of my neighborhood. This is what I told Jonathan when we talked for an hour after the amazing performance.

‘We loved our bands that got started in garages. Then, they started to make money and got booked in coliseums. You needed binoculars just to see them. We tried to force them to play in the park for free, now and then. They did this once, and, it was all over…..until I heard you.”

John Presco

https://www.highsnobiety.com/p/trump-impeachment-asap-rocky-sweden-trial/

A$AP Rocky‘s (Rakim Mayers) arrest and incarceration in Sweden have been cited in testimony given as part of an impeachment inquiry into President Donald Trump’s alleged Ukrainian dealings.

During Rocky’s trial, Trump was a vocal champion of the #FreeRocky campaign. And during Mayer’s incarceration, Melania Trump reassured the press, “we’re working with the State Department, and we hope to get him home soon.”

My Vision Dance – Pasternak

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I asked Jeff Pasternak to help me with a screenplay about my famous sister.

Jon Presco

When I took the train to Santa Rosa I played a Best of Love tape and choregraphed a whole dance routine. I made a mental movie. I love Bollywood dancers! How about you? Are you mad at me because I loo

04/19/14 at 10:33 PM

John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com> On , John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com> wrote: When I took the train to Santa Rosa I played a Best of Love tape and choregraphed a whole dance routine. I made a mental movie. I love Bollywood dancers

04/19/14 at 10:34 PM

John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com>

03/28/11 at 12:21 PM

Jeff, I am looking for an agen to promote my screenplay about my late sister.

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evil_Empire_speech

L$D
Song by A$AP Rocky
Lyrics
I know I dream about her all day
I think about her with her clothes off
I’m ridin’ ’round with my system pumpin’ LSD
I look for ways to say, “I love you”
But I ain’t into makin’ love songs
Baby, I’m just rappin’ to this LSD
She ain’t a stranger to the city life
I introduce her to this hippy life
We make love under pretty lights, LSD (Acid)
I get a feelin’ it’s a trippy night
Them other drugs just don’t fit me right
Girl, I really fuckin’ want love, sex, dream
Another quarter to the face system
Make no mistakes, it’s all a leap of faith for love
It takes a place in feelin’ that you crave doin’ love, sex, dreams
It started in Hollywood
Dreamin’ of sharin’ love
My tongue at a loss for words
‘Cause my feelings just said it all
Party just started up
Dreamin’ of sharin’ worlds
Held this feeling for way too long
Said, “I really wanna let it go”
I’ve been gettin’ fly because the gimmick’s so dope
I’ve been getting high ’cause I figured Lord told me
I’ve been drinking, driving, now we’ll never go home
I gon’ stay in doubt because the weather’s so cold
Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down
Makes me high
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feeling low sometimes when the light shines down
Makes me high
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
For all them hoes that was frontin’ on niggas back in the day
(This for my broke jiggy niggas) Excuse me, fuck out my face.
They say wealth is in the mind, not the pocket,
I learned that from a very wise man
Okay, excuse me, Mr. Bill Collector, I got problems
My cheque arrive mañana, Imma pay my debt, I promise
I spent 20 thousand dollars with my partners in Bahamas
Another 20 thousand dollars on Rick Owens out in Barneys
I said, “excuse me, why the fuck you looking, what’s your problem?”
I swear we gon’ have drama if you touch my tailored garments
All you see is niggas here, so that mean it’s triggers there
What you mean? We got weed, and codeine and bricks for sale
I bet a lot of niggas plottin’, so you know I got that heater, bruh
Drive my side in Harlem, catch me ridin’ with my nina, bruh
She got a apple bottom that remind you of Bonita, bruh
Oh, you mean like Q-Tip? Now that girl my new bitch
(Excuse me) No, I believe the proper term’s “excuse you”
I could switch up on you niggas and start shittin’ if I choose to
That’s when the new you, become a different since they knew you
I guess the new me is just gon’ take some gettin’ used to
It started in Hollywood
Dreamin’ of sharin’ love
My tongue had a loss for words
‘Cause my feelings just said it all
I look for ways to say, “I love you”
But I ain’t into makin’ love songs
Baby I’m just rappin’ to this LSD

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