Name: Blackened Rose by Jayrock
Duration: 3 min 23 s
Description: I saw a calendar with this powerful image of a red rose in full bloom just at the early stages of deterioration. It hit me that that flower had to live its entire life in a desert. I though how sad but how brave of this being to have survived and bloom.

It was about 4AM after a gig. I was in my apartment and couldn't sleep so I turned on the tube. Other than infomercials, the other typical programming at that hour is some religious zealot or some self serving save the children infommercial. Sorry for the jaded commentary. I just get angry when these so called "philanthropists" live in mansions and drive a mercedes. How much is really going to thise that need help?!?! In any event, this particular program focused on three kids in different parts of America that were poverty striken. Part of the theme of the piece was around it being great to help underprivelged kids around the world but lets not forget there are many in our own backyard. As I listened to their stories, I began to cry remembering a time when I was in similar circumstances. As heard the statistics, I felt a wave of overwhelming helplessness think, there is nothing I can do. I Aplogize became a premetive apology to the unborne child that I cannot help

I Apologize

Roadkil

Former band mate Keith Williams had this very cool riff he actually wrote from a Bugs Bunny cartoon of all things. Dug it immediately. Earlier that day we had spoke "deep sixing" another song we weren't fond. I was like, poor song doesn't know it's getting buried. Imagine if it was aware. ooh ooh (yes I did say that_ Imagine if it was one of us.

Under

Tired Of You

I was on Church St in lower Manhattan during 9/11. I was on an uptown bus when my mom called me and informed me of a plane hitting the WTC. Knowing I was in the area I popped my head around and saw nothing. In my mind it was some small craft. It wasn't until the bus made a sudden stop thinking it had received a flat. We all had to get off and felt this wierd heat and dust and looked up to see this black cloud. My mind connected it to my moms call but wasn't sure what had happend. It was the second plane hitting I realized later as I sprint towards my apartment. As I got far enough and looked back, I saw the huge plume. In my apartment TV on, reaity hit home. I wont get into more detail of what happened from that day over the next two weeks simply because I dont want to remember it now. In any event Phoenix rose from the ashes in this song and that Phoenix, was an American Eagle

Something Cynical

Phoenix

I good friend of mine came to me needing an ear and whatever advice I could muster as he was afraid his wife was falling out of love with him and he didn't know what to do. I asked if he had a frank conversation with her. He said, he doesn't know the words to use to have that conversation. I thought about myself and thought, yeah, that's tough. I can see getting bogged down by your own preconceptions, experiences etc. I said, just speak and the words will come if love is behind them.

No Words

Also written by the illustrious Carlos Cabrales

Ignorance

I saw a calendar with this powerful image of a red rose in full bloom just at the early stages of deterioration. It hit me that that flower had to live its entire life in a desert. I though how sad but how brave of this being to have survived and bloom.

Blackened Rose

Jayrock

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