so here are my quick thoughts, the behind the scenes of Friday night.
I (tried to) mentally prepared myself for the show. I thought i would be performing 4-7 songs. Songs i really wanted the world to hear like really bad. 4 of which the "Most Likely II Succeed" project contains. Pretty ill joints. Who ever has heard some of it (David) keep it on the hush, for real. I want people to be surprised by it. Anyway, back to what i was saying. I was practicing basically all day, especially after i busted my teammates asses in practice but then an hr or so before the show i got O.D. NERVOUS. 7 songs?????
I've only performed like what 3 before back to back, especially BRAND NEW. NEVER BEEN HEARD. Shit. I froze. Ask David, he was in the car when i started spazzing. lol. Then like 2 minutes before i go on stage and start shitting myself, Mike goes you can only do TWO. Yea, i was tight. Time and organization took over and fucked what was my first performance in a year OVER. I felt like 3 large porno star dicks with in my butt. lmfao. PAUSE. ()
j/k.
So i said fuck that, i'm doing 3 at least. WHICH I'M STILL WAITING ON TO SEE (cough, cough you know who you are) lmao. So i did "Pick it Up" (my semi-new single) and "My Ode" which i particularly love for some reason.
I just feel like the music i'm doing now, is officially REAL.
NO more kids shit. Don't dare compare me to Bow Wow, Soulja Boy, Young Berg.
I am a grown man, in my own right and insight. For real. And with the last song/freestyle.
I aimed to do that. I announced i was 18(dumb move i thought after) but people need to know
"I'm young and i'm black and my hats real low"-Jay-Z "99 Problems"
Holla HoV. lol yea, but i'm here and TO STAY.
"Underground or mainstream nigga take me serious"-Jam Young "Unreleased Track"
Anyway, so i sharted my pants right before i went on but it wasn't so bad.
I GOT O.D. Compliments. It's just i'm a perfectionist for the most part and i pictured it going smoother and more official. Not me not being able to breathe right. I've gotten cotton mouth before but not like ran out of breath. Whatever. If everyone says i did good i must've done something right.
Mad people were there. Family, mostly. Shout out to the 8 people that came and for the people who couldn't come but WOULD have.
Marc, you don't seize to disappoint me, we were best friends till the end, and well the end is here. I still got love for you and still would jump in to protect you but it doesn't go much deeper than that. Couldn't even get a text or a phone call saying "I'm not going and good luck" FUCK IT.
I got a little tipsy after and my uncle/brother/competitor is dropping an album on Universal Records. CONGRATS MAN. You earned it. You're becoming more of a man and so am i.
I love you to death. Just know i'm coming after you and refuse to be behind your spotlight. I'm creating my own, period. I was destined for something and i'm achieving it.
"I swear to god when i was little
I heard a voice tell me
I was born to do this music thing" -Jam Young "Shine"
Sorry this entry is all over the place just needed to say some shit. I'll post the videos ASAP. Tell me honestly what you think, seriously. I won't get better without it. JUST DON'T HATE. There's a difference between HATING and CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM.
Ya Dig?
Get with it. That's it. And oooohhhhhh 93 Downloads for "Bad News Remix" lmao.
I feel like a rockstar. DEAD ASS.
Oh so everyone in my family was surprised how good i did. They said that i have the "look" because i'm "handsome", my voice and energy. =)
That's mad cool. FAMILY SUPPORT? HOLY SHIT. My HEAD SHOULD BE ON PLUTO RIGHT NOW.
AND PART OF MY FAMILY WENT TO MY BBALL GAME.
(I Should be in another GALAXY RIGHT NOW). lol.
YEA. Might write more later.
Fin de entry =)
"It's all good even when it aint
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~Jam Out~ =)
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