Asides

I was already egregiously ecstatic this week because the Last three /grievechronic\ revisionist art monographs finally set themselves, body-wise. But this Album has wrought a joy nothing else on earth was gonna be able to strum. Talk about an Independence Day weekend. Sheesh. My heart is so fucking full right now.

Let this be the line. If you don’t get this stay the fuck outta my life. You have no Life Expectancy with me if you don’t get this and move accordingly. This is the sonic vetting my actual Mother has thrown down and there will be NO discussion.

The line will be held.

See how fast the fuck you comes if you come around here talking nonsense about this fn drop- I may hit you Lol in your fucking mouth! JAIL! Jail, I Say!! Omg! -This is why Lourdes was like “I wish a Mothafuckah WOULD!!” Maaan!

…& I LOVED Beyonce’s Renaissance…but she’s my gen pov to the sonic world Madonna wrought inside of all of us running ’round free due to her ass. & Bey’s younger than me. This is like… sonically perpendicular.

…and I feel like my not…going “traditionally forward” with /grievechronic\ until these guidebooks that have been part of the vision from book one… found their true form as outfitting tools…has always been rooted in me wanting to give my battalion the tools their asses are gonna need to dig up the landmines left in them that gc addresses. I know the baseline of who is being entrusted to me for gc. That i am called to equip.

I was attracted to him for how he works for years before the peachgate 🍑mess. But this…is different. He’s fucking openly battalion-minded.

I’d been celibate for YEARS when I met him. God had me so trussed up I didn’t even see he was walking around as the physical manifestation of the epitome of happily guttural, ride you for fackin’days, horny, heavenly me for another like 18 months. Yeah yeah yeah, he’s a fuckin genius too. Does his own thing etcetera. Like…he fits. All that. The specs. Below. Like it makes sense.

… But this …is different.

I loved Lenny like a big brother from the moment he hit because I was a Black Rock chick in Cleveland (Rock N Roll hall of fame is there for a good reason) and he was the truth of what Rock music was from jump, no matter wtf mofos screamed from the sidelines as he came up. The dude who momentarily became the bane of my existence on the heels of being a muse for me? All our beef stemmed from him saying some raggedy shit about Lenny to his own harem( that I was cool with, fulla cybernetic crazies tho it was)in front of me and my popping the fuck off so brutally with the “I will beat your fucking ass over fn Lenny if you Eva go there again when yo ass has Two fn songs you’ve been fully true to you on to his Albums of having the balls to be true to himself-” …in ‘front’ of his bitches ( who, once again…I loved). [Being on-linewas so much more fun back then] In fact, the only other time that guy got me close to upending his Lil “imma stalk you for deciding not to play no more” years later mess was when he threatened LK in the backrooms. Like cut yo throat pissed, I got. #funtimes. Artemisian Anger rebirth, all “this motherfucker wanna die? Because iii have my license up to Date!” Evil Angel mode.

…but it was because I simply loved him. Had nothing to Do with schtupping him then lol.I hated that jealous Black people tried to lowkey bully him via peer pressure for touching down looking like that, being like that. & it made me wanna box because I’d lived through having to box’em too. There’s a lot more altBlack folks afoot these days.

In all honesty…I believe to this day that Kravitz is quietly the best Tailor/Designer his generational wave produced, All-Around. He leans into his designhead like no other genX dude out there. It’s all exquisite maximalist/minimalist craft with him. & I watched people try to discount his skills. At it. Box him in to music. But even his music is painstakingly Designhead. My crush( I mean that sexually lol) actually grew out of respect for That unequivocal expression of all that. It is ALOT to take in as an ouevre… there’s art still to do in that key for me too. and that insane #designhead of his kept me randy once it hit for years with his Lil mean-pretty, Satyrian yet true God Loving ass. Punchdrunk. & God had both of us walkong out celibate seasons respectively too. The more I flung me into relishing every aspect of getting to DO /grievechronic\ to my true spec… the more the crush shifted to just love that out lived the lil nonsensical whathaveyous that also were keyed to it. I’d still beat an ass over Lenny tho. But all this time later, I also know that he might beat me To it. Which makes me happily be able to stand down.

IT still stands. My love for John Frusciante… but as I moved deeper into honoring /grievechronic\the way I hear & see it, the way it was and is given, it shapeshifted. It was all about not just embracing my art, it was about loving and living out my artistic 🫀, here. And knowing… how debilitating going into all that nonsense raw as a celestial could potentially be. To be able to be heartbroken by this place …and then to heal, to get you can’t be stopped By it all in horror and disgust, but instead that’s why your ass got sent in, to shore up clean hearted kindred barreling into this plain so they can be soothed seeing you Doing it…and you gotta steel your way through the nonsense To give Them that… he’s been composing the soundtrack to that for me since breaking the girl.

&what’s weird in hindsight for me is that when I was in my early 20s, before launching the line, in underground princess mode my love in nyc was this Italian dude from northern Italy who was a a young, classical guitar phenom who looked just like this. He kept me company after iii came back from my dalliance in my own pocket of hell in 96/97. Spitting image of how John looked when he came back Up from underground in 99.

Shannon Sharpe showcases how wrong all that$got his head allatime, the corruption that came with it or was magnified by it. It’s like always tha wrong tings,maan! But…I appreciate him showing it aloud So he Can be enlightened. If he takes the passionately offered correction in.THAT waking up to the BS the game has you on is a gift to others playing blind and dumb consciously, whose hearts want to wake the fuck up from moves their minds keep making trying to win in rigged games.