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Sunk Cost Fallacy / “Where We Going For Breakfast?”

This last weekend I went on a wackness elimination purge like never before. Going through my apartment with the truth or naw googles on and trashing anything and everything that didn’t make the cut…

The two most dangerous words in the English language are: ‘Good Job.’”
– Whiplash

My twist on that this weekend was – good enough. What have I allowed in my life simply because it was good enough? I literally deleted my entire iTunes library because a large portion of the songs were me reaching to like something instead of my usual ruthless dedication to only the flyest shit, to only intaking and keeping things I’m truly in love with. So I asked myself, why am I holding on to this mediocre crap? Why am I allowing it to take up space on my hard drive? That’s when the metaphor hit me and I realized that we do this all the time. Ruled by our cognitive biases we hold on to things for reasons we’re totally unaware of, one of the main reasons is a thing called Sunk Cost Fallacy. You may not know it but it’s something we all fall trap to almost every day. How many times has this happened to you?

This TV show is starting to suck but I’ve already watched half of the season, I might as well finish the rest.” (AKA another 5 seasons)

You know it sucks, you know it will suck but our emotional investment traps us into believing we should continue doing something when it’s clearly against our best interest. Combine that with fear, marketing, the matrix, social influence, hype, biological programming, crazy people and you’ve got yourself some thick waters to navigate on your journey to maintaining and cultivating ultimate flyness and love.

If you want to live your life in a creative way, as an artist, you have to not look back too much. You have to be willing to take whatever you’ve done and whoever you were and throw them away. The more the outside world tries to reinforce an image of you, the harder it is to continue to be an artist, which is why a lot of times, artists have to say, “Bye. I have to go. I’m going crazy and I’m getting out of here.” And they go and hibernate somewhere. Maybe later they re-emerge a little differently. – Steve Jobs

My flyness was at a record high at about the time I started EMPT. I looked back for a second this weekend and saw that in between then and now I’ve accumulated a lot mediocre shit and now it’s time to axe it all and set a new record. The only thing I’ve ever been is an artist, everything outside of that has been problems dealing with people who don’t love that about me or me forgetting it myself. But it’s all good and I’m just about done resetting, the me who gave into good enough and good job is dying and when he’s gone a new me will come from the ether…

Sorry boys, all the stitches in the world can’t sew me together again. Lay down… lay down. Gonna stretch me out in Fernandez funeral home on Hun and Ninth street. Always knew I’d make a stop there, but a lot later than a whole gang of people thought…

Last of the Moh-Ricans… well maybe not the last. Gail’s gonna be a good mom… New improved Carlito Brigante… Hope she uses the money to get out. No room in this city for big hearts like hers. Sorry baby, I tried the best I could, honest… Can’t come with me on this trip though. Getting the shakes now, last call for drinks, bars closing down…

Sun’s out, where we going for breakfast?” – Carlito’s Way

Say Lou Lou – Feels Like We Only Go Backwards (Tame Impala Cover)

It feels like we only go backwards darling.”

This was the story of my life for too long.  My love life, my music world, family, friends.  Nothing seemed to be going my way, it was like a black cloud was following me around everywhere I went, pointing the finger at me and making sure that everything that was going right would inevitably go wrong.  I think we all go through periods in our lives like this where one thing after the other is piling onto your back even when your back breaks and you feel as though you cannot take one more step.  This was me the past few years and honestly who can I blame but myself, I didn’t grow up with a mother or father that let me get away with anything thankfully and taught me that all my problems were something that I was able to control and the only person I could truly point the finger at was myself.  Unfortunately I cannot say that I have come across anyone that has been taught these same lessons I have and I can only instill these lessons in my own child, luckily I have this power.

Now this black cloud seems to be disappearing at a rapid rate.  I have everything that I want right in front of me, I really cannot complain, I mean hey there is always going to be something that isn’t going exactly how you want it to and that is what keeps us on our toes.  I have a beautiful baby girl on the way, and yes I know she is going to be beautiful already because she is a product of two beautiful intelligent human beings, my work life is taking off, and I have great relationships because I have chosen not to take an ounce of bullshit from anyone, not family, not friends, not my dog, not anyone!

I am writing this while sitting in a beautiful home in Sag Harbor, my first weekend out in the Hamptons, just hangin’ with my big bro and our dogs, soaking in the beautiful harbor breeze, the nature of the country, cooking good food and just laughing our asses off. (Oh excuse me the baby girl just kicked, clearly she is the boss and needed to be appreciated!)  As I was saying, I am surrounded by beauty right now, so many things are happening at a rapid rate, much work to get done this week, California in a couple weeks for some fun and a little escape…

It’s all happening…” – Almost Famous

This track has put me in a serene calming trance with it’s lulling vocals, synth pop energy, and it’s zen like flow, I can definitely get with this on repeat for the rest of this beautiful Sunday.  I’m out, catch you this week my lovelies!

TEA — Funhouse


Only music has the power to overwhelm us immediately with spontaneous emotion. It can immediately empower us just as fast as it can instantly break us down into tears. But it is only when we connect music with our lives that it has the power to do this, and then, it is up to our minds, and for some of us our writing, to directly link it to our souls.

Sometimes we connect with music and we feel sorrow, and other times we connect with it and feel complete bliss. And then there are songs like this one by Tea titled: “Funhouse” that simply connect to some part of us that just loves it when it hears swagger mixed with quirkiness delivered in musical artistic expressions so different than the cookie cutter top 40 shit all over the media today. The formula is unformulated and the traditional is untraditional, but it’s still so good that we listen, we remember and we embrace. That’s what today’s tune has going for itself.

Hit play with zero expectations and listen to a solidly produced two minute and twelve second ride through a Funhouse outfitted with trap music, eery clowns and a ghostly girl possessed with singing demons that enchant our ears, making us follow her until the ride is over. And then like that, she is gone.

Starling — Misfit


It was a Friday and Vanessa had just left for work. We had not been talking all week after her birthday dinner at home that Sunday. Every morning she would go to work and every morning I would wake up on the couch as soon as I would hear the door slam. I guess I was tired of the silent treatment, but maybe it was just being tired of being in a relationship that I knew wasn’t good for either one of us. The argument had just been an excuse to have a reason to leave, so I packed all my shit up on that Friday morning, put it in my car and left, never looking back.

We had met almost a decade before that and it was such a pretty love story when you cut out all the bad shit that happened in between. I guess that’s what our minds do in retrospect of our lives, and so the world calls us delusional when we choose to forget the worst parts of our existences and just focus on the positive. But that’s our right the same way we have no idea if the histories we are taught even occurred because we just have to take some books word for it, and so our minds are like these history books that we continuously edit, and then the stories we tell from these books become the only truth we know.

She was a homebody and all I wanted to do was go out and party and eat at a different restaurant every night and dance on a different dance floor until every morning. I wanted to explore the foreign countries we just landed on whenever we were on vacation and she just wanted to bask under the same exact sun we had back home. Love made us blind to our own misery with one another, until that misery was too much for the bridge to hold, and then it was a feather from a dove that flew over that bridge and landed on it that made it collapse, and then I found myself in supermarket aisles shopping for groceries all alone, and wondering if I would ever find another love again.

Starling says of the track:
Driven by such a hunger to be understood or accepted that most of my life has meant a kind of compromising. Anything to be loved or liked, leaving myself behind,” Starling said of her inspiration behind the track.

“I wrote ‘Misfit’ in an instance. Guess it was like an emotional sickness, a turning point inside, and I hope that if this sounds familiar to you, that you, like me, will fuck it all off and just be you, no compromise.”

Hansmann & Klausing — Who Are You (Radio Edit)

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Social Media and the Internet have become the modern day Ministry of Truth. Through them you are able to become anyone you want the world to believe you are by editing who you have been. But does who you are today really have anything to do with who you were?

We live in one giant High School here in America, where the popular kids are the ones with the most Instagram “likes” and followers, and the nerds (the .001%) are the ones that are actually out there curing diseases, saving the planet and finding solutions for homelessness and hunger; the popular kids controlling the masses of sheep, and the .001% hiding in the trenches. It’s sad because society runs with whatever the social media geniuses, who barely have any smarts whatsoever, tell them to run with. And when anyone doesn’t agree with them, in what happens to be the biggest piece of hypocrisy, then the High School of America bullies them and publicly shames them until they repent their sins or vaporize their existences on the internet and in social media. It’s pathetic how we have relinquished all control to a bunch of below average minds who have gotten famous because of outstanding fellatio skills or because their dads helped them become rich with their own riches and the masses truly believe them to know what they’re talking about. It’s gotten to the point where material matters more than soul, and it’s just plain wack.

We can do something about it. We can stop fearing people for their reputations and stop respecting them for the accidents they claim to be successes, a.k.a: “dad’s secret funding“, which they will have you believe they did with zero help and their own”bare hands”. We can begin to disregard and even forget about our editable histories and pasts, and just stay and live in today and in the now. We can release all anger and opinions too because tomorrow may never come anyway, and why should you let someone else affect your mood today anyway? Isn’t the day much too gorgeous for that? And let’s not even get into sadness and depression, which are just more things that are caused by not staying in the now… I write all of this because of this “Who Are You” jam that you are about to play or are listening to now, and what it mentions about itself in its P.R. release:

Hansmann & Klausing created some polymorphic hybrids that are always able to surprise. Their music comes into being in the moment, that’s why their melancholic pop copes without gimcrackery, their modern soul without retro charm, their purist electro beats without pathos. The quartet stands for present time music that receives its aesthetics not by a fixed target, but this open-minded path they’re constantly re-creating. Hansmann & Klausing prooves that harmony isn’t emerging by equality, but the perfect complement.”
I couldn’t have said it all any better myself. Enjoy the moment, dance if that’s what you feel, and forget about what the world thinks, because as you have been seeing and experiencing it is one nutty place anyway.

Quincy Jones: Honey, We Have No Music Industry

Jones, left, goes over material in the studio with Michael Jackson and Steven Spielberg. Jones had encouraged Jackson to sing rock-oriented material, which resulted in ''Thriller,'' the biggest-selling album of all time. Jones nicknamed Jackson ''Smelly'' because whenever the music became extra funky, Jackson would say ''give me some of that `smelly jelly.' '' pn07 Quin_Michael Story ID: Previous UID: 0406221245

“If you don’t like the system simply create one of your own.” – Our Band Could Be Your Life (Book).

Ever since getting my Masters in Music Business I have been so inspired to do things that I never thought I would be doing beyond just making music for myself and artists alike.  It feels great to be an artist and have so much respect from my peers for the hard work and determination I have had in creating my own system and my own freedom.  The quote from “Our Band Could Be Your Life“, is a catalyst for for the future of music and the future of our planet.  I think we are all definitely making strides in creating new systems. It’s pretty amazing to be able to say that my child will be born the same year gay marriage is legal and now just simply, MARRIAGE…Amazing!   I wanted to share with you all this article from FORTUNE, interviewing one of the masters of the “system”, Quincy Jones.  I agree that we might not have a music industry but I know I am creating my own every single day.  Please enjoy this piece if you haven’t already.


Taylor Swift isn’t the only outspoken skeptic in the music industry. As legendary producer Quincy Jones tells it, the record biz is broken—though not beyond repair

Before Apple and Taylor Swift and even the Moog synthesizer were born, there was Quincy Jones. Over the last six decades, the legendary composer and former record company exec has amassed 79 Grammy nominations (winning 27 actual awards) and produced hit albums like Michael Jackson’s Thriller. Today, he is involved with several projects. One of his latest? An online music-learning tool called Playground Sessions, which recently kicked off a fundraising campaign via Crowdfunder. But his role as co-creator of the self-proclaimed “Rosetta Stone” of music doesn’t mean he believes the Internet has had a positive effect on the record industry—a topic he remains as opinionated as ever about. Fortune caught up with Jones to ask for his take on new digital music distribution models and why he got involved with Playground Sessions. Read below for an excerpt of the recent conversation.

FORTUNE: Is the music industry better or worse than it was 50 years ago?

Jones: Honey, we have no music industry. There’s 90% piracy everywhere in the world. They take everything. At the recent South by Southwest [an annual music festival in Austin], they had over 1,900 musicians, but fans didn’t know where to go. You can’t get an album out because nobody buys an album anymore.

What about some of the newer, online distribution models. Doesn’t that give artists more ways to get music to fans?

That doesn’t mean anything. They sell 4.5 million albums and they think it’s a hit record. It’s a joke. We used to do that [sell 4.5 million records] every weekend in the 80s. Today, you don’t get paid.

Why did you help create Playground Sessions?

You want to see kids getting into music instead of shooting each other. I’m very frustrated with America. After being creators of jazz and blues, we’re the only country in the world without a minister of culture. Americans don’t know the sources of their own music, from bebop to doo-wop to hip-hop.

We have only 12 notes. From Beethoven all the way to Bo Diddley, all of them had just 12 notes. That’s all we have and Playground Sessions is the perfect platform for teaching what we want to do with them.

Do you remember learning music?

Of course. I started at age 13 in Seattle, and met Ray Charles when he was 17. He was an amazing musician. It was never about money or fame back then. We just thought about what gave us goosebumps.

You must get requests from various music startups and projects. How do you decide which ones to pick?

I just go with Malcolm Gladwell’s book—Blink. And I’m not one of those “back in the days” kind of guys. I think when it all pools together it [the music industry] will be twice as good. And Playground Sessions will help bring it all together, it’s all there.

It was never about money or fame back then.  We just thought about what gave us goosebumps…It’s all there.” -Q.J.

It really is all there, so let’s listen and dance with one of the greats and see if we can bring “IT” back to life!

NoMBe – Miss Mirage

Miss Mirage…if I had a nickel for every one of those.

Lovers who fade in and out of our lives like translucent visions in incalculable distance. Funny how we assign meaning, value, and STORY to love before it actually exists. We construct it like a pyramid in our minds prior to any tangible evidence — it is the fairytale trophy we all crave.

How many times have you met someone, or dated someone, or f*cked someone and given the relationship the fantasy of a real future, only to realize it was as far from love as earth from the sun. A million miles. Incalculable distance. Another hallucination, as real as a lover’s lips but evaporating when you lean in for the kiss.

And yet the inherent darkness, the loneliness, the solitude of love’s mirage also demonstrates the beauty of the spectrum of human emotion. The heartache of love’s lack assigns us the duty of finding love. Which after all is the quest of the human condition is it not?

Why do we exist? Why do we strive on this planet? Not for money, not for glory ultimately…but for love. To fail a million times as mirages confuse and twist us, but to finally find love — to finally arrive.

Nombe’s song encapsulates this profundity. The shambling broken soul of the first guitar twang is as familiar to us as realizing the man or woman we’ve been dating is NOT the one.

So we grudgingly return to the task at hand, embrace our old friend Miss Mirage, knowing that days or years down the road love’s truth will sit in our hearts, and she’ll be gone to plague someone else.

The Beach — From Above (Boehm Remix)

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Yesterday I was talking to DJ Swivel out in LA about the enormous amounts of music I have to sift through daily in order to find one that sparks some inspiration to write about. Sometimes it’s about finding the one that can go on repeat, or a bassline that bumps and that I can groove out to while I’m sitting here typing. Sometimes, it’s all about the vocals or the lyrics or both that can pull me in and show me another world the way a great film does. The lyrics become the cinematography and the vocals are obviously the performance. And sometimes it’s all about the quality of the mix and how everything sits in the spaces that it should—basslines bumping in the bottom atmospheres of the mix, saxophones popping in the upper quadrants and synths and claps in the spaces behind the vocals tucked beautifully so that the centerpiece becomes the singer’s performance followed by it’s band (production). Talking about all of that led the way to today’s pick which is Boehm’s remix of The Beach‘s sophomore single: “From Above”. 

For anyone that needs to extend this weekend’s getaway, just hit play on this sonic conch, put it up to your ear and escape back to whatever the last memory of being on some beautiful you have is. Let the sax become the musical vessel that carries you over the peaceful waters and just close your eyes right before the bongos begin [2:08] to feel the smoothness of the slight waves just as they hit. Then just listen to the entire production come together to take you into full dance mode and get you right over any of today’s possible humps.

If you are here in NYC it’s super easy to become extremely aggravated with today’s scorching hot weather poking at our backs, but if you feel any sudden anger or aggravation just throw this puppy on and let it play because it will soothe and calm and cool even the most heated spirits with the remix prowess of Boehm‘s colorful ears.


K-os – Crucify

Holy holy hell it’s hot outside in Brooklyn.  I am not a hot weather girl unless you have me in some exotic place like Costa Rica or Thailand where I can strip off all of my clothes, run into the ocean and then dry off under an umbrella with a coconut and a nice little tropical shower to end the day.  Otherwise I would choose a beautiful mountain covered in fresh snowy powder, snowboard in one hand, Go Pro in the other, and a delicious Bloody Mary to end the day.

I could day dream about all the places I would like to be right now rather then the concrete chaos of the city right now.  The day dreaming has brought me thinking about my younger days in Seattle and the hip-hop influences I had from my older brother.  This track definitely brought me there with kind of an old school underground Northwest vibe if you know what I mean.  Easy on the ears, not too much fancy irrelevant noise, great lyrics, some authentic scratching which you don’t get a lot of these days.  K-os isn’t trying to hard to fit in to the mainstream, he is kickin’ it old school in my opinion, keepin’ it real, reminding me a bit of Tribe and Slick Rick.  Makes a lot of sense too since his name is an acronym for “Knowledge of Self”, fuckin’  love that, know thy self and don’t forget it, don’t let anyone make you forget it!

I’ve definitely been feeling like my old self lately speakin’ of old school.  I have basically eliminated every negative person from my life right now and let me tell you I am chillin’.  I am working so hard, being an entrepreneur and dabbling in a lot of different exciting avenues right now, not distracted by anything except giving my baby girl inside me the best life she can possibly have, when she comes into this world in exactly 4 months,  surrounded by more love than she is going to know what to do with.  She’s been kickin’ a lot this weekend so apparently she likes my jams!

Hope everyone is having a chill weekend, press play on this baby and get some of your old school vibes resonating within you.

Harrison Brome — Midnight Island


Yesterday I celebrated another year of life. Yesterday I got to see how important I am to the people in my life, and how unimportant I am to the people I have to purge myself completely from. It’s funny how sometimes it’s the most unexpected people who end up treating you better than anyone else has. I guess what I have learned about life is that attaching a label to people should be done with extreme caution. It’s like those people you know who constantly have a new “best friend” every other month. I mean, the term best friend should technically be left for that one friend who will always be there for you and has always been there for you, right? But people have a way of trying to speed things up all the time, finding themselves in whirlwind love affairs that go awry, and best friendships that only help grow their list of enemies.

and I feel that I’ve wasted all the wisdom that I know.”

I think that’s what I like about Harrison Brome’s super smooth tune: “Midnight Island”, today—that it never rushes. It’s a super chill jam with just the right amount of spunk and attitude to be able to keep it on repeat for a while. It’s such a reflection of what yesterday felt like for me, and even today as I look back and see the world just a bit differently. The mood is a festive one in its production of summery lo-fi sounds, yet reflective in its lyrics and harmonies. A perfect balance all around, and a perfect song for a beautiful NYC Friday afternoon.

Let your body escape, take a breath for your mind.”