So the Tings Set...Another Year Under the Belt (Part 1)

"See it deh," like Black Rhino, a so the tings set...I can't believe it's going on two months since I had my born-day celebration and album release at Vagabond in downtown Miami.

That weekend was crazy, because there was three events going on that weekend, a retirement party, baby shower, and my album release, so crazy isn't even the word. There was airport runs, people flying in from out of town, yard and abroad, ex-amount errands to run for each event, phone calls to make, confirmations to be made, plans to be executed, flyers & albums to be printed up, and the list goes on and on like a Erykah Badu tune.

By the time I got to my thing on Saturday, I was done. I was so exhausted, I was going on like three or four hours of sleep over four days...I was just trying to focus on getting through the night. As a result, I wasn't really able to mingle with everybody, and relax, because I was constantly running back and forth to make sure that musically, everything was on point. For example, make sure the band had everything they needed, wires, plugs, monitors, etc., then make sure the soundman dem (the djs), were hooked up, that all the artists who were performing were ready and available, get everyone in at the door on the guest list, and so on, and so forth...but in the end, it was all worth it.

Luckily, I had a lot of help with everything else, as far as setting up the food, the CD displays, album sales, and everything else. So big up Saran, Christine, Gwen, Renee, Reagan, Khemisha, and everybody else who I didn't name, it took a village to make this happen, and the help was greatly appreciated...

As far as the night itself, everything for the most part, went well. It wasn't until a week later, that I could really appreciate how good everything went. As an artist, you learn that there are two versions to everything you do, the first being your vision of how you want it to be, and the second being how it actually turns out, or how it really is...in other words,things don't always go the way you plan...

Coppa "Pebble" Stone to the World

When I first started this blog ting through Real Vibez, with David Mullings backing it, I envisioned giving people a behind-the-scenes look at the day to day life of a underground artist, striving to make it in this here music business...over time, it has developed into a sort of travel blog filled with personal recollections & reflections...a little bit of social commentary, and I always vowed that I would never mix my personal life with my musical life in my blogging, (no so dem call it) because I'm a very private person by nature, which like Alanis Morissette, is ironic, don't you think, because I keep a public blog, but sedway...


I decided to break that tradition, for the first, (maybe not the last time) by crossing over into my personal life; and why you say, because something happened this year that changed me forever...drum roll please...I became a father for the first time, and I wanna thank my breddren J-Kizzle, Jerome from Killa Squad International for the nickname...

I am now the proud father of a baby girl: Coppa "Pebble" Stone to di world, she is officially in the building, three weeks and counting...

I know we've all heard the cliche, having kids changes you, your whole view on life, yadda yadda yadda (like George & Jerry on a Seinfeld Reunion Special)...but breddren & sistren, it is the truth, so what does that mean for you if you're reading this, (I'm sure that's what you're asking yourself)...Well here's what it means...now you can expect more entries, more music from me, more shows on the road, (okay, more shows on the road after her first three months or so, I got responsibilities homie) because I am officially back on the grind, harder than ever, because if I want to be able to tell my daughter: "Follow your dreams, there's no limit to what you can do," I need to lead by example. Oh yeah, there's also that whole "mouth to feed" thing, so the hustle just got serious king...

So right yah now, I feel like Vybz Kartel, but for different reasons: "Nah, nah, nah, Life sweet..." Nuttin sweeter than her, trus me breddren...

So it's official...nobody can't seh I neva tell dem...