8. I Cant Quit You Baby

what a great day. still no remedy for the problem at hand (the great vaio crash of 2011). regardless, i refuse to let you without a dope beat to step to. this next jam titled "I Can't Quit You Baby" has a long history dating back to the mid 50's. it became a regular jam on The Led's set list for two years eventually being replaced by "Since I've been loving you". listening to the track you can notice similar notes, or perhaps its the The Led's own signature style? regardless, this tune definitely ties in with the last track and is most definitely fit for the ULTIMATE BLUES PLAYLIST, which is what we crazies are up to in this section we named, "the jam of the week". please enjoy with a cold-ass brew (serving suggestion)

ya ni el vino mitiga

warm salutations to the kin. dark clouds are rollin over here as you can see. wonder how it is in South Texas. New news: we are now serving philly cheesesteaks! este trago de Jimador va para skryed y su laptop. we've all crashed one way or another before brother.

In Gotham

WWhaaaaaat up?? was gonna put some Fugees to go with these NYC pics but went with Jay Z instead. straight outta marci projects son! fuck jay z, i just put this song on cuz hes from brooklyn but most of all, the music stays true to the essence of Mofo's Bar & Grille. two of the pics are from coney island, the other is manhattan

7. Lies

To those who have been there, this song by the Black Keys may resurface some of those ailing emotions that are hidden within the dimness. The percussion in this jam reverberates those ups and downs, gives and takes, smiles and frowns that won't fade away.The moon, a constant gauge for the wretched and anguished, has stirred this song -- as well as myself.

Toucans II

a couple of these left me and the posse hanging at the famed 17th street in mcal. never a dull moment when its time to oblige the acquaintances. its funny, how i had so many ideas for this rant while i was busy pounding the sauce, now i cant recall. i was gonna talk politics, religion, and self preservation; i even had the meaning of life solved. what can i say, im a sucker for good company and a stiff drink, though i ache for intellectual conversation still. heres to the dark passenger, dirty deeds are best conducted at night.

la femme que j'aime, me crève la vie

Quemando Yeska on whaaaaat up wednesday

Listening to Marley's "Concrete Jungle"* laying on the hood of the ride looking at the lit sky. Nothing but Marley and the Wailers for me on this jaded night America, pun intended. That said, this jam on here goes for those who have ever been in love.

-Alpha Bravo

RELAX AND TAKE NOTES!

well, today the world's supply of oreos, doritos, and little debbie snacky cakes will take a significant hit. as we speak, this strange phenomenon has all your local supermarket chains diverging all their major munchie shipments towards the west coast where sources indicate that the deficit will be at its worst. someone tell the cuz to stop the muthafukin presses! anyway the whole ordeal puts me in quite a melancholic state, and what better way to lift some spirits up than with a strictly selected, slow spiritual jam. so to all our newcommers, welcome, pull up a chair and grab a cold one. to all our relentless regulars keep on pounding'em and putting'em away! heres something that will hopefully put your dark passenger at ease. enjoy

Mad Monday @ "The Drunk's Corner"

one of the many memorable nights at the fo's bar n grille. what is it with me and xx? this was taken back in 09 i think. it was one of those nights you take in wholly; theres no telling when a moment like this will reemerge during this crazy rat race we call life. anyway this is skryed over here at the drunk's corner saying whats what to all the poor bastards at the bar. order another one gentlemen, next round's on me. (hagan rueda, yo reparto!)

EH WEY, EH WEY

Bringing the pain. It's what Doakes does wey.

6. Little Wing

almost a year ago to this day my ears were blessed by jimi's little wing. made me want to close my eyes and float with the music all the way back to when things were different. i then heard SRV's grammy award winning rendition. for those who think that this song should never be covered, SRV shuts you the hell up with his superbness.

a few months back i ran into Clapton's version, which is the one posted on here. it reminded me of the first time i heard jimi's original. every note reminds you of emotions. salud y buena vibra a los miserables.

Y ke echo a pendejiar en Atlantic City

me and the homie Meye at Atlantic City NJ on a frigid weekday.

(Oh yeah, five-O stopped my camarada near the ride for trying to hide a beer in his jacket pocket while urinating. the uniform thought he was hiding a gun trying to break in my grand marquis. racist bacon. you can see the prick patrol the boardwalk while i record)

anyway, this is a record of what happens when two ass-bloods are in A.C., over the legal limit and only feet away from the North Atlantic, sending shout-outs to friends they dont have.

"el mas vurgeson de todos," said Mofo after nine modelos and a shot of jose cuervo especial.

never at a lost for words Meye replied, " ya empezaste a pendejiar."

y ke me apendejo...

as i pan you can observe the coastline of America's Favorite Playground. casinos, resorts and whatever the fuck else. my thing about beaches is, seen one seen em all. the water is what makes the difference, which is why i wanted to go. Finally got to see the Atlantic.

btw i won 10 clams on the slots, which i used on sauce. in case you didnt know, drinks are free at casinos. open bar you degenerates. chuuch.

Toucan's

Y ke se arma!

chillin with el tama, hole in the wall kind of bar when this fat whale starts playin some fukin pop shit. the crowd acts like "its ok well deal with it..." hook the cuz up with a five bill and he walks up to the jukebox. after five minutes of bearing some lady gaga shit you hear "ando bien pedo bien loco!" what a transition! the bar comes alive, la raza echando gritos, i tell tama, "bro, you just brought this shit back to life!" awesome night! y ke se arma wey!

Doakes is bringing the pain.

just like that wey, just like that.

Pause 4 Porno

Homeboy does his homework before surfing the net. nothing stands in this mexiCAN's way when it comes to his porno. same time everyday behind the job, youll find this motherfucker hijacking MY computer in order to get his grip on before he hits the wifa after a long days work. turns out im gay for not wanting to watch the beaver.

as u can hear all i want to do is read the days news yet his pennis has other things in mind.

"Ta buena wey"

btw, if you can't make out what is written in the piece of paper he flashes to the camera, believe it or not they're names of carefully researched porn stars. told you he does his hw. or as he would put it, "aaa huueeevooooooooo".

5. Whiskey Store Live

DAMN thats a good jam! just listened to it right now and im gonna post it as soon as i upload it. aint even gonna give the motherfucker time to marinate in my empty head. Jimmy Thackery & Tab Benoit. heres to the elusive alpha bravo on his first post ever, cheers mate!

ILLADELPHIA

"right on"- somber unpredictable day

"the fire" - hopeful but degenerating day

"how i got over" - promising day

"the seed 2.0" - cruise the streets day

"rising down" - fuck it lets mean mug day

"tunnel vision" - faded or blasted sitting on a bench somewhere day

"hustla" - fuck it day

-illadel's Roots.

greetings to the kin. girasol is checking in for the first time. although off my axis, a change is gonna come. oh yes it's been a long time coming but it is. . .

first post ever part II: secret of the ooze

alpha bravo's D.O.B. on this blog is 4-13-11. what up Wednesday.

4. Double Trouble

it is widely known that SRV named his famed band after this very song written by Otis Rush. here it is interpreted by the Clap & Steve Winwood. pretty good shit if you ask me. heheh, the Clap :DD

Fuck is this?

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