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Tokyo Would Have Been Nicer.....

I could have stayed longer....


Tokyo

August 26th 4:09pm

I'm headed out!! About to leave America. LOL!!! Sounds funny. But in a way I almost want to leave for real. The way things are going in the states really makes me contemplate that thought. I think America is one of the best places for a black American to live in terms of opportunities. However, is it worth the injustices committed on people because they are of color? All nationalities have been mistreated, but I've never seen so many unaccounted for injustices and crimes committed against one people, black people, like I have in this country. And I've traveled the world! America is a blessed country. We're all blessed to live here. But in 2014 racism is alive and well. Anyway..... Japan!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!

4:43pm

Why do they make these seats so little? Sure I'm a 310 pound, 6'3 tall giant, but these ticket prices are too high for me to be uncomfortable! Shouldn't they make seating a little more roomy? These seats are for very small people. The seat belt is hugging me so tight that I feel light headed! LOL!! And then the bird feed and free soda that you get is unacceptable!! Y'all can see that I'm a big dude!! Let's make with the deep fried chicken wings. smothered in bacon gravy! 

C'moooooooooon!!!!!! And God forbid if I ask for the seat belt extension thingy. They have to make a big deal about it when you ask for that. They can't just discreetly get the thing and give it to you. No, they have to announce it over the PA system. "Brad. Can you please bring the seat belt extension to 34B." And then they repeat it in case someone didn't hear where the fat dude is sitting. "BRAD. PLEASE BRING THE SEAT BELT EXTENSION TO 34B. THAT'S 34B."
Wonderful.

4:50pm

Right before take off, this child kept asking her father "are we flying yet daddy?". It was the cutest thing. She had to be 6 or 7. Soooooo excited to be on a plane with her dad.

5:01pm

OK. If I had some boiling water or battery acid, I'd pour it on this kid. LOL!!!!!!!!! Just kidding folks. But enough already. Daddy this and daddy that. Shut up already!! Yes we're flying!! Don't you see the clouds in the window?!?!? Somebody put a shot of Jack Daniels in her sippy cup. Jeez!!!

5:39pm

So now I'm freezing and hungry. And the little TV's aren't working. I'm annoyed.

8:11pm

So I go to the bathroom and there's this little Japanese kid waiting. But because there were two bathrooms, it was unclear who would take the next available bathroom. When the bathroom became free I nodded my head giving the child the ok to go. And the most respectful thing happened. Before he went in, he put his arms at each side and bowed down to me in almost a perfect right angle. Wow!! Where I'm from, some kids will show no gratitude for my acknowledging them. Some will disrespect and curse me, thinking that I'm trying to jump in front of them. This child was willing to sacrifice his place so that I may go. It's beautiful to witness that kind of courtesy and respect from a child. Yeah yeah. I'm soft hearted. Whatever.

10:06pm

Last airplane thing, I swear.
So everybody is chillin. Watching TV or sleep. And this child is running up and down the aisle. I get it. Kids need fun activities. Sure. But am I wrong for thinking of tripping this kid? I actually imagined it! I could see him getting up off the floor with a knot on his forehead, and blood trickling from banging his head on the edge of the metal part of the seat. Sweet! The thought of it gave me joy. Am I wrong for that imaginative bliss?

August 29 5:08pm

I'm in the train station about to go to Nagoya. This trip is going to take an hour and 45 to get there. So we grab some food to go. In the states there's sandwiches or even fast food, like McDonalds and such. Here they had a store with these small boxes. No sign of food on them. Just Japanese fonts. The boxes are all so neatly stacked together. People seemed to know what they were getting. So I asked my Japanese road manager to just get whatever.

Well. When we got on the train and I opened my little box, it was like a small cold dinner. There was rice, shredded beef with sesame seeds, sautéed Japanese vegetables, ginger, pickles, a small chunk of egg.
This was a small piece of heaven!! And the flavor!!!! My goodness. What's in this?!?!?!? And it wasn't greasy or anything remotely close to that. This is what we need at home.

7:15pm

We're here in Nagoya. While we're driving to the hotel I see a Yamaha store. I immediately became a 9 year old. Yamaha!! In Japan!!!! I must go.
If I could have stayed there for hours I would have.

August 30 3:04am

Just got off stage. God blessed me.
The people were totally with me. Some didn't speak English but knew the music. That's always a great feeling. But the real test comes in a few minutes. I have to DJ!!

6:43am

Here's the thing. I played well. People danced all night. Even when I played my disco and James Brown stuff. But when I played a small Blaze set, the crowd really amped up. It was as though they were waiting for that. Funny thing, I never never ever never play Blaze. No reason in particular. Just not what I want to hear and play. When the 5:00am hour approached, a Japanese man came to the booth and said "DO YOU HAVE A BLAZUH". I figured he was trying to ask me to play Blaze. I don't go by Blaze. But this Promotor didn't get the memo and the flyer says Josh Milan(Blaze). It's always going to follow me. And I get that. But it's not something I hold on to. I feel like there's some things in life that have seasons. And that season of my life is over. But the Blaze stuff was the high point of my set. Who knew? I was signing autographs on old albums and what not. LOL. Good times. After the lights turned on and I played my last record, Rolling Stones "Miss You", I went out into the daylight. And there it was. Two dudes drunk in the street. They were both standing in a box and the box was pulled up to they're waist. The box served like a skirt on them. One of the guys starts to take his clothes off!!!! Yea! He got naked. Of course we couldn't see his private parts for the box. But I saw his underwear hit the ground. His junk was out!!! And his friend started taking his clothes off. The first guy was kissing and licking his friends back!!!!! Here's the kicker. The people were telling me that one of them has a girlfriend that was there laughing with them. Now sure, I enjoy a good laugh like everyone else. But if me and my brother Moses are in a box clowning around and he pulls his junk out...... The laughing would immediately stop. Anyway I'm going to have some breakfast and sleep. In a few hours it's back to Tokyo to perform with Chieko Kinbara renowned Japanese violinist.

This whole time I'm thanking God because he's blessing me with these kinds of opportunities. And parenthetically speaking, if you're reading this and you're an artist that hasn't really blossomed like you want, let me say this. There's levels to this music game. The ultimate level for me is to work on my terms and not because I have to. Like Sting or Paul McCartney. I believe in being consistent. That is the only way you will see your growth. As you grow in life so will your music. On the other hand, if you do the same things you'll get the same results. I say this on my Internet show every week. "Every Man Must Die, But Not Every Man Truly Lives."

There's no way you're really living repeating the same steps in anything you're doing. ANYTHING. Switch it up. Preachers you don't have to hoop every sermon. Singers stop riffing on every song and try singing it straight sometime. Order something different from the menu. Challenge your own ability. LIVE people.

1:56pm

Random thought. I need arch supports.

11:07pm

Doing sound check and I really must speak to Lisa Fisher about vocal control. I have good days but sometimes I lose it and I can't tell if I'm pushing too hard or if I'm in bad voice. Anyway, this gig is sort of a Japanese conference. I'm the headliner along with Chieko Kinbara. The thing that I love about these people is that they're celebrating a violin player in a club setting!!! You all know how we are. We have no time or attention span for anything other than a Quarter note kick or a chick half naked on stage. I know everyone is not like this. But it would be difficult to sell out a venue with a violinist headlining.

11:28pm

My favorite part of this trip is about to happen. I'm so excited, I almost want to run to the place. We're eating at a Korean BBQ place.
They have ox tongue, sirloin, beef intestines!!! Delicious! If you don't hear anything else I've said in this blog, listen to what I'm about to say to you. There was a time when I would have turned my nose up and made faces at the mention of Ox Tongue and such. But I've learned how to live. Trust me folks, I'm from Brooklyn. THE PROJECTS! I'm down with the get down. But there's more to life than chicken wings and fries from the Chinese store. Try different things. Open your world a little. I'm about to have an amazing dinner!

Aug 31 12:43am

I think I need to repent. I had some of the best tasting food I'm going to have in this life time. The flavors, spices, herbs, and seasonings were all over my palate dancing in harmony. It was almost sexual. I almost feel emotional. Man I feel good right now. The meat comes to the table raw and marinated. We cook our own meat at our table. The give us all of these little dips and things for the meat. We had Japanese veggies and salad. They told me that David Morales and Louie Vega love this place also. I'm really feeling high. Ecstasy. True happiness at this moment. They gave us a Korean cold soup with noodles, meat, and melon it and finished us off with green tea ice cream. I'm supposed to perform at 2am. About an hour from now. Can I do this???

August 31 1:36pm

I did the show last night. It was awesome. We had such a good time.
I was in good voice and Chieko was awesome. The crowd was wide open. I couldn't go wrong. God is good. Today I'm chillin. Just enjoying Japan. I'm going to shut my phone off now and enjoy the Japanese culture. Thanks for reading.

Tel Aviv & Nick Blow's Birthday were both....

ABSOLUTELY INSANE!!!!!!!

It's Feb. 19th, 1:57pm

I'm at the airport. Louie is meeting me here. I believe we're on the same flight.
Over 30 years in this business, this is my first time going to Tel Aviv. For me, this is a big deal. I'm excited. God is good. Usually when I tell someone that I'm headed to Tel Aviv, they say "Be Careful!!!" with great concern. But honestly, I don't know anyone in my circle that has been. I have a weekly Internet Show. And at the end of the first half I recite my favorite quote by William Wallace in the movie Braveheart. He says "Every man must die, but not all men truly live". For me, part of living is experiencing WORLDS outside of your own. God has afforded this opportunity to me through Louie Vega and I'm grateful. Very very grateful. Thank you Father.

3:41pm

I'm on the plane. I think the reality of "Tel Aviv" is starting to set in. Everybody on this plane is wearing a Yamaka or a head covering. No disrespect, but seriously,
I suddenly have a craving for some smothered pork chops. Man!! What is wrong with me?!

Feb 20th 12:07am

We've been in the air for 8 hours or so. I slept for the most part of this flight. The moment I decide to wake up I see most of the men standing in the aisles with some sort of shawl over their heads, a leather strap thing wrapped around their arm, and little box looking thing strapped around their heads. Some are reading out of a book. Others are bobbing back and forth in some sort of prayer position. Interesting to say the least. I do believe that cultures, faiths, and religions should be able to coexist. So this doesn't bother me. It's just interesting to see. The feeling that I'm getting is that this is some sort of custom. Something like a recital. Almost like a ritual. Hmmm.

I wonder if this bearded man put his little book down and prayed a prayer that came from his own heart and mind would he be breaking any laws.

And do they do this daily?

8:50pm

There are Black people here!! LOL. Oh my goodness. I couldn't believe it. There's a lot of different ethnic groups here. Vietnamese, African, some people from the Philippines. It's amazing. And please understand, I live in America. When we see Tel Aviv on TV, we see the guns, the blood shed, political wars, and such. But to see Black people there working and seemingly running barbershops and things I'm a little blown away. I thought I'd only see Caucasians.

When we arrived for the sound check, I noticed instantaneously that the sound was out of this world. That alone let me know that we're going to have a good night. Amichay is part of this club. He's a DJ/Promotor/and all around good dude. He showed me around the club and there is another club within this club. It's called the Squat. It was smaller and more intimate. "This area is my baby" Amichay says to me. The sound was just as good as the main room. But entirely intimate. Jam packed, this area could hold maybe 120 people. I'm blown away. This is where I need to be. They informed me that this club is heavily NY influenced. And it really did remind me of the original Shelter. The barely painted black walls, the big sound but factory feeling, NY all the way!!
I didn't bring the clothes I wanted to wear tonight. So now I'm feeling slightly nervous and insecure about how I will look. But I should be fine. We'll see.

Feb. 21st 5:02am

The club was just as I thought. Amazing. The people were into underground soulful house music. I missed Amichay's set. But I heard he killed. And they say he kills regularly. This guy is young, I'm not sure if he's even 30 yet. Louie was awesome and had the crowd amped. They were ready to see me. I have to get sharper on keys. I could feel my rustiness. But the show was cool. We all enjoyed it. The sound was kicking!!! Yuron is the club owner. He was there at Cielo to hear me DJ for the first time ever! That was my first set in a club. And that opportunity set me off to start a career in DJing. Another branch to what I already do musically. Glad to know he was there that night. Yuron and Amichay were very generous host. They treated me well. And Amichay makes the best Arabian coffee in the world. It doesn't look pretty, but it tasted like God put his finger in it and stirred it.
Well, Brussels here I come.

7:02am

OK. Guess where I am. The driver took me and Moises(Louie's assistant) back to the club because Louie is still playing! It's 7am!!!
My flight is in 2 hours!!
I think I'll be ok. Louie doesn't mind cutting it close. But I'm a worry wart with this stuff.

7:21am

Waiting in a cab for Louie. Crazy thing. I just saw a random soldier walking around with a really huge rifle sticking out of his bag. It wasn't like he was patrolling the area. He was on his way somewhere. It looks so strange to see a gun that size protruding out of a duffle bag. As I'm staring at the guy, the cab driver asked me am I a muslim. Now this is awkward. I'm not sure if I did something wrong or not. He seemed agitated.
And he's getting impatient. Louie and Moises are taking a while. Now I'm getting uncomfortable.

8:53am

I made it to the gate. Thank God. Let me tell y'all what happened on the way here. When we got to the airport, the cab had to go through security, which was very similar to going through a toll booth. The guard came to the window and made eye contact with each of us and wanted to see our passports. Louie and I had our passport in the back of the car in our bags. Moises handed his over. I just so happen to look a few cars away and there were guards making a family open their luggage on the street with a rifle in his hand! Now is definitely not a time to get tough. I started to say "I don't feel like getting my Passport! It's packed, you idiot!"

But seeing the guns convinced me that this isn't the time.

"I need to see your ID" the guard repeated to me and Louie. Now this is feeling slightly tense. We get our passports for the guy and he let's us pass. As soon as he said "have a good flight" we see another guard holding a huge sniper rifle with his finger on the trigger. Louie asked the cab driver do they really shoot. The cab driver said they shoot without thought. And we all felt an emptiness in our stomachs. Because you can sense that there is a detachment in these guards. They look like they've used that rifle plenty of times. Now there's a definite chill in my bones I've not felt this whole trip. At the same time, I do appreciate security. These guys are here to protect us. Having said that, it was worth the slight discomfort.

1:05pm

I've got a two lay over in Istanbul Turkey. But on the way here, while in the air, I was really uncomfortable. Sitting in this tight seat. My knees were grinding in the chair in front of me. I felt very annoyed. I thought to myself, "Try to relax. This is a short flight. Maybe if you think about your musical plans and fall asleep, all of your discomfort will go away." And it was working. I have a few new artist that I'm working with. Lamone, Crystal Johnson, Dawn, even T'Zelle and I have been talking about working again. Sandra has a remix I'm about to drop. Yea. OK. I'm getting sleepy all of a sudden. Perfect.

But then, just as I feel my mind about to travel to some distant euphoric, land of sleep, I'm harshly awakened by a toxic, poisonous smell. It seemed to grow. If I'm not mistaken, there's a slight burning in my eyes. Everyone was complaining. My sleep was traveling at a rapid pace away from me. WHAT IS THAT?!? I'll be honest. At first, I thought I farted in my sleep. I've done that. So I was acting like I didn't smell anything. But then when the smell started to really thicken, I knew it wasn't me. I was still dry. I'm just sayin.

Anyway, after my neighbor sprayed one third of his cologne on the both of us, the plane smelled like somebody poured some cologne on some doodoo. This is becoming a nightmare. I look a little to the right in front of me, and there it was. A young couple and their baby. The mother was changing the child. RIGHT THERE ON THE PLANE! This kid was huge!!! At least 3!!!!!!! I'm thinking "why doesn't she take the child to the bathroom?" It smelled like he just got finished eating Thanksgiving dinner twice. This child needs to see a Dr. There's no way anyone can convince me that the child isn't sick or dying of internal damnation. Why did it smell like that. And isn't it appropriate to change a child in the bathroom? Well anyway, I got off of the plane and I had to go through a transfer gate. The TSA guy asked me who was the person on my shirt. I was wearing a Donna Summer Tee. The guy didn't know her. Can you believe that? Apparently it was a question all of the TSA workers wanted to know. They were all saying it with their accent. Donna Summer. LOL.

6:42pm

I've landed safely in Brussels. My friend Nick Blow brought me here to help him celebrate his birthday. Gloria is meeting me there. Nick was gracious enough to purchase a ticket for her as well. But let me tell something very embarrassing that happened before I landed. I was sleeping on the plane. And when I woke up the people around me were staring at me with contempt in their eyes. Again I thought I farted. But I didn't smell anything so hey. No harm no foul. But the stares weren't going away. I almost said something. But an older gentleman offered me a pillow. I humbly declined his offer. "But sir, you're snoring." And he said it so gently. It was as though he was my guardian angel. I took the pillow. But now I can't sleep. I'm too afraid that I may snore. And I snore really loudly. I have sleep apnea. Give me a break.

Feb 22nd 6:19pm

Nick and his wife are super gracious host. They invited Gloria and myself over for a dinner gathering at their place. We arrive and the first thing I noticed is that Nick has the ultimate man cave. Nice console, all the vinyl that any collector would die for, cool knick knacks everywhere. And seating!!! I was in heaven. The ceiling is at least 18ft. high. At least. They ordered a bunch of Lebanese food which was really delightful. The whole thing was just more than what I could ever imagine and then we went to the local bar which was like a mini club. Very nice. Martin Lodge, Dr. Bob, Ket, Patrick, and a few amazing DJ's were there and ready to play. I saw some of my Facebook Londoners there. Drinks were off the chain. Nicks wife Claudia and I had a beer together. That was sweet. It was getting late and I was getting tired. So we left around 1:30. Nick wouldn't stop doing things for us.

The next morning I couldn't get out of bed. I must have gotten up around 2-2:30. Nick sent a car for us around 3:10. So I was a little behind. He spent the day showing us around Brussels. We loved it but Gloria was in H-He-Hea-Heaven. All of the European architecture was beautiful! The history and the stories were all overwhelming. The boy statue taking a piss, was interesting. The Louboutin shoe store was sexy to look at, but we didn't go in. LOL! Nick bought Gloria some chocolates. That's all she talked about for a good while. The sound check was ok. I think tonight will be good.

Feb 23rd 4:02am

Ok. I'm not drunk. But let's just say this is my third time writing this sentence. LOL!!!!!!!!! This party is awesome. I'm having the best time. I must apologize to you(the reader) because I'm going to stop blogging to finish partying. Good times.

6:30pm

Last night was off the chain. I had a great time. My performance was cool. The people enjoyed it. Nick was happy. Martin, Steve, Trevor, and Nick all played wonderfully. The drinks were beautiful. I discovered a new Tequila that was A FRIGGIN MAZING. So life is good.
Things are winding down. We're going over to Nick and Claudia's place to have a bite and just chill. I'm going to enjoy his man cave again with all of that vinyl. Sweet!!

Feb 24th 5:02am

Nick and his lovely wife were yet again super gracious host. Nick turned me on to some music that I really should have known about. Teddy Douglas produced a vocalist named Marcell Russell who has some real gems that I can't wait to purchase. It's this kind of music that I want to record. I'm very much inspired.

9:14am

OK. You know the saying "___t happens. Well it's happening. Originally I was supposed to fly to Belgium.. Yada Yada, the opportunity to do Tel Aviv popped up. So we took it, of course. We figured we got the ticket to Belgium sorted. All we have to do is purchase a ticket to Tel Aviv and then to Belgium. The return should be the same. But when the airline saw that I wasn't on the flight going to Belgium, they canceled my ticket altogether. And it's a non-refundable ticket. Isn't that just perfect?!?!? What this means is, I HAVE NO TICKET TO GO HOME. If I want to go home, I'd have to purchase a new ticket altogether!!! The only available seat is first class. And that's a $4000 ticket. How's that for you? Sometimes you have to bite the bullet. Things happen. There's nothing you can do sometimes. I'll be on the same flight tomorrow. Gloria had to go home without me, but whatcha gone do. None of us knew. I'm back at Nicks house with all of his vinyl. All good. God is so good.

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