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Holy Models – Lessons (Falcon Punch Remix)

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We *suffered* through about three weeks of incessant rain in Colorado until the calendar turned to June. The whole vibe of the city was unusually bleak and low-key (yes even more chill than usual).

No one was motivated to do much, and everyone I spoke to was just down in the dumps. Then June came, the sun decided to pop out, and instantly girls traded their rain coats for skirts and stopped wearing bras while guys traded pants for shorts and sandals.

Needless to say, Denver both feels and looks a whole lot better right now and the vibe is getting moist at the right time. When this spring/summer convergence hits, there’s nothing like a slice of smooth, yacht music.

And the Holy Models, an Australian outfit that produces balearic pop, has the sound of this season. Our old bud Falcon Punch placed his usual ethereal vibe on top of the original, and the result is a topless dream:


Keep Going

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Being back in LA a feeling of nostalgia has overtaken me fully. Within that nostalgia I found myself in a place where dreams go to live after you’d forgotten them, and now, I find myself in a space where they somehow always seem to get seamlessly blurred right into reality.

Being back here makes me realize how much I’ve grown and how much smaller Hollywood seems to have become. It shows me that only through the growth and progression of one’s self are we able to see those items that are missing within us that will lead us to success. Of course, success for each and every one of us is so different, but in the long run we still need to identify what our characters as human beings are missing in order to fulfill those spaces with precisely the ingredients we need to in order to make it.

We do the best we can with the lives we are given. We do the best we can with what we are taught. But somewhere down the line we have to realize that we don’t know it all, and that in order to get to where we want to be there are things that need to get done because that is the order of things on this earth; you have to do what the guidelines tell you to do, and you must fulfill whatever they tell you the prerequisites are. It is only when we are accepted and in it that we can change things from the inside.

I’ve been fake, and I’ve been free
I’ve been you and I’ve been me, 

But now I stand up tall for what I believe.”

“Keep Going” by The Revivalists is a rock song that reminds us to never give up. I mean, what good has ever come out of giving up on the things you want the most? We sit there in regret half the time, and the other half we brood over it within depression. So I ask again, why don’t we just keep going? Why not move straight ahead in full pursuit of what we want? I guess the only thing I am saying differently is that we have to learn what it’s going to take us to get to where we need to be, and then redistribute and reteach the pieces within us in order to find the best ways to get there.

Keep Going” has the tempo, the harmonies and the strong vocals needed to get you off of your ass today and stick with following your dreams; especially if you were second guessing your paths.

No one’s leaving just yet.
We all want that make-believe.”


The Power of Visualization

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Life is but a dream. Or so they say it is, and I’m beginning to believe it.

Being on the Entourage movie premiere red carpet just a few nights ago, and chatting with Mark Walhberg, Jerry Ferrara and Kevin Dillon for most of the night, along with hanging with Wale, Wiz and B.O.B. for most of that evening’s after party, my life felt like a movie that one could only dream of. Everything that happened felt so surreal, from Jane’s Addiction popping up out of thin air to play for a crowd of Hollywood’s finest, to bumping head on into Nina Agdal as we were both too busy staring into our smartphones while walking around to look at where we were headed, both stupidly stumbling away and apologizing as we did.. I didn’t realize it was her until after the fact.

Today, as I make my way down Sunset Blvd to catch up with friends, Hollywood seems like yet another dream. It’s smaller than I remember it, and somehow because of all the glamour and glitz that I guess I was enveloped in two nights ago it seems more attainable than ever. What I guess I mean is that the dream seems like it’s meant to become a reality for me, and all I have to do is literally reach out to get it.

They say that if you can visualize where you want your life to go, that you can get there by seeing the end line and following the path(s) to that end line. I never imagined that daydreams could become real, but then isn’t that exactly what a daydream is? Visualizing glamorous things that you wish to happen in your life? It is only when they are happening that we realize how much we do actually daydream.

This Coucheron remix of Noonie Bao’s song, “I’m In Love”, somehow puts me in that mood, where everything I can dream up can soon become the world that is taking place in front of me, right now. It makes me feel that if life feels like a dream then it’s because that is where destiny has always tried to tell you that you would be, and that if destiny has always fulfilled itself in your life in ways that make it feel super surreal, then maybe it’s because you are meant to do more with this life than you original even thought.

I don’t know what life has in store for me, but I am starting to visualize exactly where I want it to go, and being able to navigate my own daydreams is a power in itself that I am just beginning to unfold. You can do it too.


We Can Do This

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Today’s sunny day LA vibes are brought to you by the Entourage film premiere that I’m here for, and this four-day old Jean Tonique jam titled “What You Wanna Do” featuring Dirty Radio.

Being back in LA is a lesson in several things, for me. First, there’s a lesson that I needed to learn that was served to me yesterday by someone I respect a whole lot. That lesson was simple: ‘I’m not a kid anymore’. I won’t get into the specifics of how that lesson came to be, but I will tell you that I am disappointed in myself for my very own lack of control over my emotions, and, the lack of control over things that I know have the capabilities of affecting me negatively.

Sometimes, precisely when we are practicing our every day mantra of living-in-the-moments, we tend to take things overboard because we are so desperately trying to stay within that particular moment. We somehow convince ourselves that in order to stick with that moment we must continue doing whatever it is that we were doing when we got there, or, whatever we believe got us there in the first place. Sure, I could be talking about drugs and alcohol, and I most likely am, but it could also be attributed to so many other things. The reason that I dismiss the drugs and alcohol is because I happen to know that our minds are stronger than those things, and that with full control of one’s self, those “x” factors/variables become irrelevant and insignificant.

Anyway, lesson #1 was served and served as a real wake me up to me, in turn, making me question: who I am, where my life is going, and what I want to be.

Who I am? A passionate, very loving soul who is shy when you are getting to know him, but always positive once you do; someone who adores life and its treasures, wants and wishes the best for everyone, especially those he cares for, and who loves love. 

Where am I going? I’m about to embark in the journey of fatherhood in a few weeks, and for that reason it is more important than ever for me to become the most excellent and exemplary version of me that I can become. Maybe that’s why I went overboard a few days ago and partied hard into the way night under those urban stars of my beloved New York City. Maybe it was a tribute to who I have been all these years and maybe it was me letting go of that version of myself in order to let the new one in.

And finally, What do I want to be? I want to be the best dad ever, and I want to be one of the nicest human beings ever. I want to change the world for the better, and I want everyone to have the ability to see all of the beautiful things in this world that God has allowed me to see, if not so many more. Not that they are much, but I have seen enough to know that God is very real, and enough to know that we owe our lives, as human beings, way more respect than we give to them.

Being back here, in Beverly Hills right now, reminds me that my life has been awesome regardless of how bad it had ever been. It reminds me that a little boy’s daydreams can become a strong man’s reality, and, it reminds me of how much the sun truly brightens up the day.

Sometimes, when I want to apologize to the people that I love and respect, I get stuck in trying to figure out the right words to write or say to them that will let them know how badly I mean it. I type a few words down and then erase them because in my mind they still don’t convey the emotions I feel on the inside and in my chest. I guess as a writer, that has always been a consistent dilemma: finding the words that will let the person reading them feel exactly what I am feeling. I don’t know if that’s possible or if it will ever be because what I feel inside is always twenty to two hundred times more powerful than the words I write and read back to myself.

I am hoping to figure it all out soon, and to never let anyone else that I respect or love, or both, down again.

I know I can do it, and if I can then so can you.


For No Reason

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There’s an empty city that reminds me of Burbank. Picture that little city, empty if you can. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a thousand people appear on the streets, at the crosswalk. They’re all dressed the same, in black suits with white shirts and black ties on. The light changes and they start walking towards one another, and somehow you and I are caught in the middle of it all. We don’t know how we got here, but we are the only ones wearing different colors. We walk the same way with no idea as to why, but we keep walking, and no one else looks over to us because they’re similar to robots.

Sometimes I walk around this city feeling that way, as if everyone around me are robots that are programmed to act alive whenever I am awake. I think that somehow, when I get home and fall asleep, they all shut off. I put my headphones on and walk through the city and can almost calculate what everyone else is going to do because nothing is original. Truck driver honks his horn, cyclist flicks off a cabbie that pulled over to let a passenger off in the bike lane, crackhead is begging for money and picking tourists pockets, Fed Ex driver is waiting for a signature at the door. They say that nothing is ever the same, but is it really never the same?

Days go by and hours feel like seconds. The sun rises and the sun sets and sometimes it all feels so rehearsed, as if I have lived this fantasy a thousand times before. I sometimes think that love is the same way. Is it a coincidence that whenever we fall in love we feel like we’ve known the other person for more than an eternity? Maybe we do, right?

The game is to find out what you are doing here, but very rarely are we told that we have a say in deciding that, at any given point in our lifetimes. Why are you here? Do you know?

Life is too short to dance with people that you don’t want to have a dance with. It’s too short to kiss frogs in hopes that one might turn into the princess or prince of your dreams. It is too short to fight and too short to thrive off of the negative. It’s too short for drama and not long enough for true change.

Just thinking out loud on a Saturday…


Nobody Knows

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It’s Friday and the sky is blue, the butterflies are fluttering, the birds are singing and life is bliss. It’s the tail end of May and everyone is feeling that jolt of energy from the excitement of a long awaited summer that’s about to hit. So Misun’s newest release “Nobody Knows” is the perfect soundtrack to an already great morning because of its strolling sound.

what do we care if they always fuck with us
they want us to break but who cares they don’t know us.”

The song is about the inner workings of a relationship between two people, and how the world, filled with its assumptions and theories about that relationship, attempts to affect it, negatively.

When we first met she was introduced to me by a third party whom at first seemed genuinely happy for us. After some time, that third party yearned for the kind of loving and passionate relationship that we had, and, because she did not have it at the time she tried to sabotage ours. That negative energy touched us daily in some form, whether it was directly from said third party, or, indirectly through someone else we all knew in common. Rumors began spreading like wildfire and doubt mixed with fear soon overtook the spaces full of positive energy, filling them slowly with negative ones.

We eventually began to fight back and regain that fairytale-like love, and we would go on for another few years living in our own world without anyone else surrounding us, and it was beautiful. Darkness came in the form of forces beyond this Earth and beyond our control, so that love got lost somewhere in that black hole, but what I learned is that—nobody knows.

For anyone going through a relationship where it seems that everyone else has something to say about it, and where you are at the point where you are over these people and their opinions, and feel like telling them to fuck off, I have some simple advice for you helped by Misun’s tune here. Nobody ever knows what goes on in our relationships. They don’t see the way someone’s smile makes our hearts race, and they can’t see how someone’s touch can make our blood burn with love and passion. Others are incapable of understanding the whispers that are blown into our ears, and they are incapable of seeing what two souls dancing together looks like, because who here is capable of seeing anyone else’s soul anyway, right?

My point is simple, live your life with whomever makes you happy. Perfection eludes us all, so just make sure that what you are feeling is love and being loved. Forget what anyone else has to say about you and your lover, and just live in a world where only you and them exist. If you don’t like what anyone has to say, then cut yourself off from that person because the truth is that we don’t have to pick up anyone’s phone calls, answer text message and emails, and we don’t owe anyone else any of our precious time if they do not know how to appreciate and value it.

What is love if you’re caught in between it?”


Brandyn Burnette — Stand Down

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The world happens in cycles. What once was will become again, and what occurs now once was.

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red in the eyes
life in gangsters paradise
I walk
right through that fire
feel so cold but so alive”

In the 60’s the entire world was going through a revolutionary state of mind led by the youth. Demonstrations everywhere and protests by students reeked havoc on the order of government systems. Globally, the world was feeling the oppression of inequality, but no one could explain why. They just knew that the middle classes were suffering more than usual, so things weren’t as great as they had once been. I’m not talking about one or two towns in Europe or Mexico, I’m talking about the entire planet. The decolonization of Africa, the Civil Rights Movement in America, and the the youth movements in all of Europe. Go ahead and research it for yourself.

Today, the box offices in America are at their worst condition in more than a decade, and that’s with the prices of tickets at higher levels, meaning that it is worse than what they are analyzing it to be. The Middle Class just does not have the extra money to spend on mediocre films that are remakes of remakes. Today, in NYC, homeless rates are at their highest levels since The Great Depression, but why?

The American Middle Class is feeling the pinch of a world they once thought was fruitful and full of hope. It was a world where one could become part of the 1% by simply working hard. It is a world where this is not the reality today. A world full of nepotism and rich cheaters and scammers squeezing every last penny out of the American Middle Class, that is the only truth. A world where the soccer games, horse races and stock offerings are rigged to benefit those at the top and only make it seem as if those at the bottom have lost because of their own vices.

Why should this matter to you? Maybe because you want the world to return to a place where anything is possible, if not for yourselves, then at least for your children and grandkids.

The true destiny of mankind is freedom.”


No Need To Speed

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My friends and I party quietly. We live life on the fast lane because that is the only way to truly live it, but we never speed on that lane. We stay in-the-moment at all times, so if you’re not with us while we are partying then you go forgotten because ‘who has time to think about people that aren’t in-the-moment while we’re having the times of our lives?’

This weekend was another one of those weekends where we found ourselves doing fresh shit with some of the coolest people on earth, the only difference is that you won’t see what we do on snapchat or the gram, and you won’t hear about it on twitter; you will simply know if you were there. Like I said, life should definitely be lived on-the-move, but never speeding.

CAPPA‘s single “Killin’ It” remixed by Eau Claire is similar in that same way. It’s a summer ready record that goes straight to GO! as soon as you hit play, but it never speeds because it simply never needs to. It’s a fun, chill, sexy and vibrant remix that has found the perfection in balance all around. Between the vocals and harmonies in the background to the fast paced bottom, Eau Claire has done it again, bringing us music that is all too perfect on the eardrums to find absolutely anything wrong with it, and to not love.

Life is best when savored rather than devoured. It is best sipped than chugged, and it is at its most beautiful point when it is watched from a consistent pace rather than one filled with erratic highs and lows.


I Don’t Recognize You

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I like the girls on Instagram who don’t have large followings, but are as beautiful, if not more beautiful, than any of the supermodels of the world. I dig the songs on soundcloud that have very little plays, but sound just as big as the hugest hits on radio today. I love the little league teams with the worst records that make it to the championship out of nowhere. And, I love the nerdy shy boy story that ends up marrying the beautiful cheerleader that everyone else wanted.

Brunching in the West Village, just about an hour ago, I sat there and stared at the world happening around me from a distance. As I sat at the bar, in Agave, and watched people that clearly dislike one another take photos for the gram, couples with nothing to say to one another sit on their smartphones the entire time thru, and insecure people with no purpose, shamelessly judging others by what they were wearing, I realized what a weird society we live in. It was then that I decided that engulfing myself in music and living the life of a hermit doesn’t sound so bad since music can’t bore you unless you pay it no mind, and it can’t judge you unless it is talking to you directly, and it can’t dislike you unless to annoy you purposely.

There was something calm and cool about Calan Mai’s tune here, titled “Black Box”. I’m unsure if it was the vocals or the acoustic feel that reeled me in, or maybe the combination of both. Maybe it was something so simple and minimalist about it all that dragged me into it from a world around me that is so busily complex it almost makes itself sick on a daily basis.

Sometimes I wonder where our society went wrong and lost all of its marbles. I try to figure out at which point we stopped caring for the world and only caring for the one directly involved with us. I wonder if Hollywood and the pursuit of fame and grandeur in America took precedence over a world where nobody starves and everyone is happy. Then I remember that this is a society full of fools who never knew better than the fools that taught them. A society where the only progress that matters is in the gym and on your body, rather than for the world and in your brilliant mind.

I walked away from that “happening” brunch spot and into a small coffee shop in The Village to take in an empty Memorial Day Weekend NYC. Somewhere inside, this song makes me wish that NYC were always this quiet and calm because there is nothing like it when it is. It is through this same quiet and calm that I come to see that the NYC that I grew up and once adored is still here, but only the energy that fills it is what can make it toxic. Basically, the locusts and virus that is mankind can ruin even the most profound places, but at the heart of it all, they still exist as you once remembered them, even if they are completely unrecognizable. But, it is only when we can’t recognize something that we love anymore, that we end up appreciating it more than ever.


Letter To The Unborn

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You should never be afraid to push the boundaries that have been set for you by men and women with lesser knowledge of the world than you. You should never be afraid to challenge tradition and spit in the face of invisible oppressors who hide beneath their laws-for-purchase. Whether you live a long and calm life or a short and rebellious one, you should always question the things that don’t feel right and never be scared of defending any logic that derives from love.

The world is full of bullshit and people selling their bullshit, but don’t feel that you can’t call them out on their bullshit because you absolutely need to.

Today is my Fuck It Friday, so I’m going to keep venting, and if you feel like turning me off then just hit play on Teen Talk‘s latest smash “Alter Echoes” because it’s just so fucking good. There’s a militant vibe to it that I love which I guess inspired my ranting; the composition, sounds, vocals and overall production are fabulous. Quirky space age sounds, a smooth pace in tempo and a poltergeist-like feel give this electronic tune a space of its own in a genre that is flooded with way too many clones.

You should never be afraid to fight, even if that fight is against those hired to uphold laws, because fighting for what you believe in is better than living in the shadows of someone else’s world who has no clue what they are doing, and who doesn’t love the world back the way that we do.

At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality.” —Che