  When I need to push myself, I think of all those nicely polished trophies waiting to be lifted up by the winner – and how that winner might be me. 
  I have a very big sweet tooth and I love treating myself to something that I wouldn’t necessarily eat during the tournament such as a nice-sized cake.  
  I love my parents. Coming out to them was sort of coming out to myself. I educated them, and I wanted our relationship to keep growing. I wanted them to be a part of my life still. I wanted to be able to share with them what I was going through. 
  I just want to be myself. 
  Boards and myself get along somehow.  
  I think I should be active politically. Because I look upon myself as a politician. That’s not a dirty work you know. Some people think that there are something wrong with politicians. Of course, something wrong with some politicians. 
  Only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit.  
  Every time I write something, I think, this is the most offensive thing I will ever write. But no. I always surprise myself. 
  I’ve always said that one night, I’m going to find myself in some field somewhere, I’m standing on grass, and it’s raining, and I’m with the person I love, and I know I’m at the very point I’ve been dreaming of getting to.  
  At first, I only laughed at myself. Then I noticed that life itself is amusing. I’ve been in a generally good mood ever since. 
  Writing for somebody else is really fun ’cause I consider myself a songwriter first and foremost.  
  I could party in a cardboard box with people who are funny and don’t care. For me, it’s really about who I surround myself with, so I just try to always be with hilarious people.  
  It took me a long time not to judge myself through someone else’s eyes.
  I was in a queer mood, thinking myself very old: but now I am a woman again – as I always am when I write. 
  I’m grateful to God for His bountiful gifts… He gave me courage and faith in myself.  
  I’ve woken up from dreams and the whole song is there. I’m listening to it in my dreams. I consciously have to wake myself up and get a tape recorder because I hear it like a record.  
  Certainly I’ll never be able to put myself in the situation that people growing up in the less developed countries are in. I’ve gotten a bit of a sense of it by being out there and meeting people and talking with them.  
  I’m not trying to be sexy. It’s just my way of expressing myself when I move around.  
  I quote others only in order the better to express myself.  
  I have brought myself, by long meditation, to the conviction that a human being with a settled purpose must accomplish it, and that nothing can resist a will which will stake even existence upon its fulfillment. 
  I study myself more than any other subject. That is my metaphysics, that is my physics.  
  If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly by the hand, before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer. 
  The future rewards those who press on. I don’t have time to feel sorry for myself. I don’t have time to complain. I’m going to press on. 
  If I make a fool of myself, who cares? I’m not frightened by anyone’s perception of me. 
  The first thing which I can record concerning myself is, that I was born. These are wonderful words. This life, to which neither time nor eternity can bring diminution – this everlasting living soul, began. My mind loses itself in these depths. 
  I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created parasitic wasps with the express intention of their feeding within the living bodies of Caterpillars.  
  O public road, I say back I am not afraid to leave you, yet I love you, you express me better than I can express myself. 
  More and more, it feels like I’m doing a really bad impersonation of myself.  
  When you’re singing you can hear the echo of people in the audience singing every single word with you, and that was that big dream that I had for myself. It’s happening. 
  Yes, and I had pimples so badly it used to make me so shy. I used not to look at myself. I’d hide my face in the dark, I wouldn’t want to look in the mirror and my father teased me and I just hated it and I cried everyday.  
  I am no longer sure of anything. If I satiate my desires, I sin but I deliver myself from them; if I refuse to satisfy them, they infect the whole soul.  
  I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself, just the fact that I was breathing. 
  I care not so much what I am to others as what I am to myself. I will be rich by myself, and not by borrowing. 
  I would describe myself as emotional and highly strung. If something upsets me, it really upsets me. If something makes me angry, I get really angry. But it’s all very upfront. I can’t hide it. I’m also loyal and I hope I’m fun. 
  I’m in trouble because I’m normal and slightly arrogant. A lot of people don’t like themselves and I happen to be totally in love with myself. 
  When I was waiting tables, washing dishes, or mowing lawns for money, I never thought of myself as stuck in some station in life. I was on my own path, my own journey, an American journey where I could think for myself, decide for myself, define happiness for myself.  
  I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense. 
  I’m not a fighter, but in my mind I’m fighting every day. ‘What’s new? What am I doing?’ I’m fighting myself. My soul is samurai. My roots aren’t samurai, but my soul is.  
  I find myself hoping a total end of all the unhappy divisions of mankind by party-spirit, which at best is but the madness of many for the gain of a few. 
  When I give, I give myself.  
  Henceforth I ask not good fortune. I myself am good fortune. 
  I have never seen a greater monster or miracle in the world than myself.  
  The dupe of friendship, and the fool of love; have I not reason to hate and to despise myself? Indeed I do; and chiefly for not having hated and despised the world enough.  
  I never could have done what I have done without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one subject at a time.  
  Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.  
  I felt ashamed for what I had done. I don’t have any excuses. I did what I did. I take full responsibility for myself and my actions. I wouldn’t pawn this off on anybody. I’m sorry it happened. And I hurt people. 
  I’m not going to limit myself just because people won’t accept the fact that I can do something else. 
  If I wasn’t Bob Dylan, I’d probably think that Bob Dylan has a lot of answers myself.  
  Madame Bovary is myself.  
  In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost. 
  When I record somebody else’s song, I have to make it my own or it doesn’t feel right. I’ll say to myself, I wrote this and he doesn’t know it! 
  What you are, you are by accident of birth; what I am, I am by myself. There are and will be a thousand princes; there is only one Beethoven. 
  I could see myself in a relationship with a girl; Olivia Wilde is so sexy she makes me want to strangle a mountain ox with my bare hands. She’s mesmerizing.
  I do myself a greater injury in lying than I do him of whom I tell a lie. 
  Every night on the court I give my all, and if I’m not giving 100 percent, I criticize myself. 
  God has entrusted me with myself. 
  The No. 1 issue in the Hispanic American community is ‘How do I leave my children better off than myself? 
  I pinch myself because of the understanding that I’ve been blessed with a real rare opportunity that few Americans ever get – to serve their government and their people at this level. 
  Earth teach me to forget myself as melted snow forgets its life. Earth teach me resignation as the leaves which die in the fall. Earth teach me courage as the tree which stands all alone. Earth teach me regeneration as the seed which rises in the spring.  
  If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no wars and no poverty. I have made myself personally responsible for the fate of every human being who has come my way.
  Picasso once remarked I do not care who it is that has or does influence me as long as it is not myself. 
  To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.  
  To be intimate with a married man, when my own father cheated on my mother, is not something I could forgive. I could not look at myself in the morning if I did that. I wouldn’t be attracted to a man who would cheat on his wife. 
  ‘Worry’ is a word that I don’t allow myself to use. 
  I don’t follow other players or the tournaments they play. I have my own schedule and do my own thing. I never really think, ‘Oh, I want to be or play like so-and-so.’ I just like being myself.  
  If I take death into my life, acknowledge it, and face it squarely, I will free myself from the anxiety of death and the pettiness of life – and only then will I be free to become myself. 
  I am mindful not only of preserving executive powers for myself, but for predecessors as well.  
  I don’t look to a man to get pride in myself. It’s not about having a black president, it’s about having a good president, and I think that’s the most important thing.  
  I have had more trouble with myself than with any other man.  
  Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself. 
  I have to live for others and not for myself: that’s middle-class morality.  
  I do not concern myself with gods and spirits either good or evil nor do I serve any.  
  I often quote myself. It adds spice to my conversation.  
  I think it’s important to take a break, you know, from the public eye for a while, and give people a chance to miss you. I want longevity. I don’t want to get out there and run myself ragged and spread myself thin.  
  Mickey Mouse popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner.  
  If I seem to boast more than is becoming, my excuse is that I brag for humanity rather than for myself.
  I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human being with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments. 
  When the burdens of the presidency seem unusually heavy, I always remind myself it could be worse. I could be a mayor.  
  There is a lot of pressure put on me, but I don’t put a lot of pressure on myself. I feel if I play my game, it will take care of itself.  
  I’m happy being myself, which I’ve never been before. I always hid in other people, or tried to find myself through the characters, or live out their lives, but I didn’t have those things in mine. 
  I’m undaunted in my quest to amuse myself by constantly changing my hair.  
  I have learned to keep to myself how exceptional I am.  
  I was like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.  

Take rock music. Throw in some psychedelica, a pinch of prog, add a touch of alt, and you still only made it half way to SHOZO. Complex and compelling.

Biography
SHOZO began with the Traveler through Space and Time who lost the one woman he loved while gone traveling through the universe. When he returned to Earth he found the violent dying world of the 22nd century. The Traveler was blinded by a supernova and found The Electric Executive, a brilliant computer genius trapped in a computer body living in 22nd century Tokyo.The Electric Executive gives the Traveler the ability to see through time and space, and together they escape the confines of The Executive’s company, which has taken power from him and seeks to control the world through technology. The Executive and The Traveler’s quest leads them to seek the aid of powerful ex mob Yakuza mob boss turned Egoless Monk. The Monk and his followers give protection and help the Traveler and Executive escape to the Snowy mountains of Hokkaido, Japan, where they seek the help of a clan of Yeti’s who have sworn allegiance to the Monks. One Yeti that is good with electronics offers to help them and joins there quest for justice. All four members seek out the Executive’s Corporation and have hostile takeover of it.In the process they trigger a massive reality altering computer and are shot through out all time and space , with the traveler as their guide. Through the giant cycle of existence and despite being prisoners of reality, our heroes have been reincarnated as a rock band in the 21st century. Now that they have gained enlightenment and their identities back , our heroes seek to take back their empire and end suffering with their music.

Description
Here's how others have described us:

"...I liked the slide guitar on Everything Is Fine and I liked the song, 'Honey Girl'..."
-Kinny Landrum, Emmy Nominated composer. Has worked with Leornard Bernstein, Carly Simon, Jimmy Cliff, and David Lynch


"...good sound, nice [guitar] playing..."
-Andrew Leonard, Nationally Acclaimed Classical Guitarist, Sponsored by D'Addario Strings

"It reminds me of My Morning Jacket. I enjoyed it. It has a ethereal quality, very moody, very chill vibe."
-Kevin Hall, Managing Editor of Georgetown News-Graphic

"...Shozo is delicate and flammable..."
-James Vincent, Lexington Poet, DJ at WRFL 88.1 'Radio Free Lexington'

"Nice stuff, very hypnotic. Definitely, for people who enjoy Psychedelia. I liked it..."
-Arthur Rouse, Has played with such Blues Greats; Earl King, Professor Longhair, and Ernie K. Doe, As well as noted producer Paul Worley


Join your host and quintessential New Yorker Randee Mia Berman for Mia’s World, a weekly radio show that profiles passionate writers, musicians, artists and other activists – all with a savory twist of humor and a pinch of social commentary.

Randee Mia Berman is a writer, performer and on-air commentator as well as a blogger for the Huffington Post.  She created the web series, Mia in a Minute; is a baroque recorder musician, TV/radio host, comedienne, and graduate of Cornell and Columbia University.  Credits include CNN, HBO, ABC News, NPR, Regis, Fox News, Nickelodeon, and gigs at Caroline’s and Gotham Comedy Club, where she performed her one-woman show Mia’s World and the life of silent film actress and photographer Tina Modotti.   Currently a co-host for City World Radio Broadcasting, Mia has a unique linguistic skill – talking backwards. 

We are Pearl Music, a very new London reggae/calypso band, started by Casey Connor and Hugo Bronstein and now luckily including Belen Cagigal Ortiz and David Spring. Our band is named in tribute to and memory of Casey’s granny, Pearl Connor, from Trinidad and Tobago (profile picture is of the house she grew up in). 

She was a one-off woman who championed Caribbean and African arts and performers in the UK and did things her way. We are not strict with our sound when composing, happily mixing up a bit of rocksteady and ska with a pinch of pop.

We love to play our songs and hope you enjoy this little taste. 


Going against the grain...What??!! SAHDAYA is a straight up BEAST!!!! Songwriter, Singer, Performer, Choreographer are the obvious talents but the music combines today's Hip Hop & R&B with the classic soul of the 70's mixed with a pinch of genreless alternative flavor in a hot pot of HIT MUSIC. SAHDAYA goes way past daring to be different. Taking it deeper, SAHDAYA's vision, concepts, vocal presence, blazing tracks are seasoned and unmatched to anything out there today. Call it Alternative R&B or "SAHDAYA SOUL". SAHDAYA is truly a diamond deep in the rough who's raw skills & talents have been sheltered too long, but no longer. SAHDAYA's brilliant songwriting, hot tracks, catchy hooks, harmonies, melodies, unique voice and swag are immediately undeniable. SAHDAYA writes, sings & records to any genre but the classic RnB, Neo-Soul, with a Hard Hip Hop edge is her natural nitch. SAHDAYA is a Musical BEAST and the story behind it all is truly remarkable, inspirational and why she's labeled R&B's New WONDER WOMAN. Without the thought of holding anything back, SAHDAYA uses her god given talents, creativity & music for strength and has been able to endure and sustain her music career of 20+ years through motherhood, living on the system, struggling, fighting, wishing & wanting all while suffering from mental illnesses and battling breast cancer . 
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