You are still here. You’re still breathing. You’re still functioning. You matter. Your life matters. Don’t let anyone tell you differently.
There are always (and I mean ALWAYS) going to be people who try to tell you your worth and that you don’t mean as much as you actually do. Guess what? Those people don’t know shit and don’t let them make you think they do. You have a purpose.
Laugh as loud as you want. Dance as crazy as you want.Embrace every part of yourself. Everyone is different and that’s nothing to be ashamed of. You are beautiful and special in your own and you are loved for it. You are loved for just being you. You are enough. Don’t let this world and all of the material things in it bring you down.
Let your voice be heard. Leave your mark and every day make it known that you were here and live your life to the fullest. Be yourself because no one else can.
“You were born for the dance not the fight”
This post is honor of some friends of mine who just released an amazing album and had an awesome album release party: P-Funk North.
To those of you who aren’t Plainfield or North Plainfield natives probably have no clue who I’m talking about. Well let me clue you in.
P-Funk is reggae band placed out of North Plainfield, New Jersey and have been together since 2013. Their sound is a mixture of early of Sublime, Slightly Stoopid, and something all their own. Their album ‘Buds Won’t Break Your Heart’ (which was produced by Weilhouse Productions) captures not only the energy but also the fun that is always vibrant and alive at their live shows. With lyrics that make you laugh as much as think, this album is something for everyone as well as something everyone needs.
Dave’s raspy/fun voice transcends your mind into a place of relaxation, as well as, a part of your state of being that needs to be awoken. Joel’s guitar playing is something that the best dreams are made of. Between him striking the cords that make you feel something deep within, and him playing the cords that make you feel like you’re on vacation his guitar playing is a major part of what sets the tone for the album; making it different from certain Generation X reggae albums. Pat’s drumming (live or on the album) never fails to make you feel it in your bones.
Besides hitting every mark perfectly , his drumming makes you wanna get up dance. Together they make a group of not only true friends (which shine true on this album and on stage) but also true musicians. Musicians on a mission to bring true music back as well as songs that not only make you feel good, but make you think about the world we live in.
Do yourselves a favor and buy the album off of Itunes or listen to it on Spotify. It’ll do your mind and soul a world of good
P-Funk North consists of:
Dave Sloyan on bass and vocals
Joel Oviedo on guitar
Pat Tucker on drums
The album features
Bruce on the trumpet/flugehorn
James on vocals
Lou on trombone
DJ Redrum on turntables
‘Buds Won’t Break Your Heart’ was produced by Weilhouse Productions
So far this week just sucks.
I was feeling good and I guess a little too good cause the universe just seems to drowning me right now. I’m trying to remain hopeful and positive, but right now I just want to lay in bed and cry. You’d think I’d be used to this by now.
You’d think it stops hurting. Your chest stops feeling like there’s a massive weight on it. Your tears won’t well up when it’s all begins to feel like. You’d think but it doesn’t.
I won’t quit. I’ll finish out this week as strong as I can and as positive as I know how and just pray for better days. After all the storms do come to make us stronger.
You’d think that after all these years with shitty guys I would have learned my lesson. But no. I finally decide to feel a little and open up again and I do the same dumb thing I did before.
I like a guy and just forget how to think. Another reason why it’s just easier to be alone. When you’re alone you don’t have to worry about letting your walls down, letting someone in, and them possibly throwing it back in your face.
At the same time: being alone gets pretty damn lonely. I’m just tired of taking all these risks for nothing. For once I just want a guy who sees me and treats me like a person. For once I wish I’d make a guy really work for it like I used to.
Another bitter lesson taught to you by 2016. Presented by my dumb ass.
Hello all. Did you miss me? Probably not but oh well I’m back. Deal with it.
When I decided that writing is what I want to do with my life I had so much fire and passion. I knew it was what I wanted. I still want it. It just feels like somewhere along the way that fire started to die. I think I know when, but it doesn’t change the fact that I need to ignite something in me again. Something has go to change.
The only permanent job I want is to be a writer. I’m not very good at much else, but writing makes me feel better. It makes this life beautiful and I seem to be able to help others and that’s what matters most. That is what I want most.That’s all that really matters.
I keep getting other jobs and I get comfortable because it gets me by right where I want to be and I just put everything else on hold. Then I get pissed at myself because before you know two months have gone by and I haven’t even attempted to write a single thing. I know me being afraid to fail is apart of it, but I’ve already published a book. I have my foot in the door. Why is it always so hard for me to get my shit together?
Something in me has to change. I want my old spark back. I just wish I knew how to get it. Whenever I have some sort of a real life starting to form it seems that I find a way to muck it up. I’m 23. I can’t keep mucking things up. I don’t know. I guess I just needed to vent my frustrations. It’s only a bad day, not a bad life.