I’ve been listening to Lecrae since day one. That was some ten years ago. Last week, he made some history. What I appreciate most about his music is that it is real hip hop. Real hip hop stemmed from a people whose voice wasn’t being heard. It was supposed to be real talk, and music that lifted a generation. Unfortunately, it morphed into something else. In so many ways, it’s diminished the potential of another generation……
Remember when it was suggested teachers shouldn’t use red ink to grade students’ work? According to the idea, red creates nervousness and may even contribute to poor grades. Even though everyone knows a teacher means business like nobody’s business when the red comes out, I’m not quite sure what I think about that. I mean how powerful would Jesus’ words have been if he spoke in purple letters? Here’s my red ink story. It was group time during a typical 2nd grade…..
Truthfully? I caught the final 10 seconds of the song Motown Philly back in 1991, and wasn’t won over by this new group, Boyz II Men. Their debut was soon after we first heard of another group, Jodeci. Long live 90’s R&B! Jodeci had the look most people I knew wanted. Their music surely had a great sound and feel. They sang love songs, but the kind you didn’t have to be embarrassed to listen to in…..
My first heart break didn’t involve a girl. No, it had to do with a bunch of sweaty guys. One day I was choke slammed by the truth: Wrestling is fake. Go ahead and laugh. You just don’t realize how serious I was about becoming a professional wrestler! My career was to include every championship title, a smooth entrance song and a killer finishing move. I could never decide for sure what kind of wrestler…..