It Only Takes 3 Seconds for the Title To Change Hands (2021 Remix)

I found myself missing real life and getting trapped inside my own thoughts. Sometimes the thoughts I get are so wild I forget that there is a whole world around me. I get tunnel vision when I am marching down the streets of Chicago. The only thing I could hear is the music in my head. The only thing I can see is my twisted past. When I walk down the street it feels like people are staring and laughing at me. The only thing I want to is get a little bit higher because if I slow down enough I should be able to find what I really need.  I was rocking NO LENSES...ROCKIN them HARD on about day 3 and I had a feeling this is where I needed to be but I had to wonder where the fuck I was even supposed to be. I felt like I was moving towards a very bad place in my head. The level of difficulty as crowded sidewalk has be questioning my reality but committing to this probably just my imagination, so I should just probably get to that moment where I can have a glimpse what I needed from me. Every set of eyes around is in conflict and I am pretty certain it's because of me. I am being filled with doubt and if this my imagination then I am sure there is something wrong with me but I am going to listen to song because the little part before the hook is just like me. The words get a little angry but they are real as fuck this the straight up truth. The beat has that momentum to it and it's going to have it's own moment and if I listen close I may find two. I started to feel pretty new. I looked everyone directly in the eye my path reminded what my personal vibe could fight through.. I dared them to laugh and left them with much to desire.- Revised 05/01/2021

   I will work on the next paragraph soon and I know exactly what moment I was looking for and guess I decided and this was just not something ends in place that is true. I remember the day and it was one of those days where all the noises and voices just echo all over the city. I remember the kid and the sunglasses hitting falling off and hitting the ground. I placed the glasses back in the kid's hand but this was my attempt to give you a happy ending even though I forgot to make you cum. Never trust anyone that points out the symbolism in their moments. I am not sure how I am going to fix this one but something really has to be done. I need to crash for a few hours put I am going to return, I changed the top a bunch to bring a little bit of clarity to the story and give it some a sense of direction but I did not save the original. I will start adding commentary and highlight what was originally published in a different color and keep it around for a few to see if it really was something worth telling and hopefully show what has improved. See you soon.-The 8r8 

  I guess I looked like a machine that would run anything down in its path. I could hear a Mom and Dad pulling their little son away from about 20 steps away. They yanked the kid out of the way just in time. That's when I had to slow down. I watched the Dad grab the kid and mangle his little shirt. He put his hand close to his chest. This all happen in a span of 3 seconds but felt like slow motion in my head. I saw fear in their eyes. The little boy’s sunglasses fell off his shirt and they hit the ground. The sunglasses had a little circle of nothing around them and everyone paused. The music in my head stopped. I watched everything that I was working for end up in question. Symbolically those shades were everything I was fighting for but I lost focus of the world around me. I stopped and I apologized to the little boy. I grabbed the glasses from the ground and put them back in his hands. The parents said thank you to guy that was minus the lenses. That moment in time changed my entire attitude about my day. I knew that at any given moment I could   just stop and change. I am trying to bring Definition to a Generation Undefined. I don’t want to strike fear in the hearts of those who walk among me in the process. I say let them laugh out loud. I will take a smile any day versus a hurtful frown. I told the kid, "You cannot rock these if they are on the ground." He didn't say anything back but he contributed to the moment that put me back in focus. I could have just kept walking but I am glad I stopped. That moment was too surreal I was glad that I found it. It could have easily been missed.

Common People

This is from my Facebook post on August 17, 2010.

I was on North side of Chicago last Saturday night. I started asking a lot of questions about the origin of House Music. There are listeners in the Gay Community that have confirmed they are the source of it all. They had mixed emotions when the word Mainstream was put into the mix. They didn't like the question I asked, "Do the ...Gay clubs have a responsibility to finding what Hot in the Music world is?" The gay clubs don’t feel like the trendsetters anymore in music. I explained the scene was never changing and there was a time where these clubs set the tone for mixes months ahead of the other spots. I stirred up quite conversation when I took control of their jukebox with Electro. I let the bartender explain it to them. He did a good job but I had to drop the Genre's name. The best part of night was finally being bumped 4 tracks into my 5 dollar set. It was funny listening to them cling to anything they pop. They talked shit under their breaths about everything they didn’t like. I got called Gaga, and they used typical tactics to attack what they could not define. When I got bumped for Hotel California this guy ran up to me and said I bet you have never heard this song before. I told him the difference between you and me is you didn't know a single word of the music I played because at some point you stopped listening...however I know every word to my songs, your songs, and the beat too. I felt so righteous saying that because it was true. I suddenly felt very close to this Generation Undefined.
The 8R8

ARE U HAPPY 4 US?

This is from my Facebook post 1 night after the Steve Aoki show in Chicago...

There are moments in time that become etched into the fabrics in our minds. They feed us substance with the sharing of our souls. They change our perception of society and give us light. VLIVE in Chicago was an oasis of Electricity. Just imagine contained energy pulsing through images and sounds that at any moment will start a revolution. Faces and eyes were lost. You can see the lack of confidence and uncertainty in Generation Undefined. This was a different party. They were drones trying to find their way back towards humanity. Tonight one leader rained down light and enlightenment to help restore the kid's confidence. This was no longer about reviewing a club or concert. This became a personal struggle for every individual to remove all their insecurities and LEAD in the fight.  The war on traditional thinking will spark change. This is my story. This is my struggle. The night before the show I continued to battle with life. The hints of depression were multiplying with the evils and monsters that are trying to keep me from being heard. My days are drawing to an end. I want to bale on everything. Fate stepped in and reminded me this is who I am and what I do. I walk in with a sense of urgency but I feel confident again. I am happy that the elements of my music are still alive. They have been injected with beams of light that can take me there without popping a pill. I have a connection with music that is so strong that I know how to produce a feeling of euphoria from feeling the music. My glasses were instantly zapped off my face. I needed to see my dream come to life from every angle tonight. Steve Aoki is a leader in the Digital Revolution. I was in the back of the club centered for war. When tiny ticks of Warp drizzled down on us everything changed. I was finally starting to relax but still felt intense. This wasn't the music on radio. Every fan in the Electro-House knew it wasn't easy dismantling our play-lists. I sacrificed relationships because I believed in the music more than tired words. This shit is personal and best believe it is deep.  I became the 8R8 for moments like this. I wanted to get as close to the stage as possible. I lost control. The music and lights took over my body. I questioned myself every step of the way. I felt like I was in line at heaven. Steve Aoki was my musical god. I had questions that I needed answered. He answered them all. There was no sense of time in this world. I kept getting closer and closer. It was a bath of champagne, sweat, and raw emotion. This is love. Closer and closer I made it to the stage. No judgments because I felt this group. We understood each other. The permanent smile on my face made me sing when Generation Undefined spit word for word not the song but the remix like it was the alphabet of Pursuit of Happiness. My Green Lantern ring ended up on stage. There was part of me that wanted to give it away because a kid next to me gave it respect. I think this was the universe communicating a real message to my heart. I never saw anyone pick the ring up. Aoki was the only one stage. One flash of light and it vanished. I was happy. This was a special night. Steve Aoki pulled out all the tricks tonight. We are growing in numbers. Sometime very soon you will be joining us. The moment isn't lost. I hope you can see it all through my eyes and help me. Live the Music with a Universal Appeal to Define a Generation through Visual Style and Sound. LOVE.