Support the making of this documentary on Baltimore Club music! There’s only 10 days left to back its Kickstarter so make sure to donate! Even $5 helps. The doc is being made by TT the Artist a blogger/musician/documentary maker. Follow her on Twitter @tttheARtist
Here’s the description of the documentary:
Through the voices of a community overshawdowed by hate, drugs, and violence music and dance have become symbols of hope and a way “out of the streets.” Due to the lack of recreation, safe places, and resources for Baltimore city artists to explore their creativity, vacant parking lots, basketball courts, closets, and bedrooms have become the breeding grounds for rising talent. For Murder Mark , a young aspiring producer, Baltimore club music is a reflection of the state of mind of the city “Rough, Dirty, Hard-Hitting…The Struggle.”
Dark City features the raw stories of a community that has been robbed and overlooked by the mainstream music industry. The sounds and influence of Baltimore club music and hip-hop can be heard throughout some of today’s billboard charting records. Major label artist and producers such as Will I Am, Kanye West, P. Diddy, MIA , Beyonce and many more have kept their ears to the brewing streets of Baltimore city anticipating Baltimore club music as the next big musical genre to hit the world.
Dark city sponsor Artistland Productions has a diversified, talented network composed of writers, artists, graphic designers, videographers, entertainers, fashion designers, web developers, philanthropists, and business professionals. Artistland supports youth and provides networking resources for the community at large. We are a community of driven, dedicated young people with the support of well-established community members who have shown interest in our endeavors.
Due to production costs for video equipment rentals, the completion, promotion and success of this project will rely on your donations. Your support will contribute to promoting and encouraging the exposure of the talent of Baltimore City and placing Baltimore club music on the map along with other major musical genres!
We appreciate your willingness to help us in this positive venture to make dreams come true. As a supporter, you can assist us in some of the following ways: provide guidance on how to effectively market our vision to others, suggestions on how to make the many things that we aim for a reality, financial support, and advice on how securing more funding through grants, donations, and sponsorships.
Dark City is scheduled to premiere June 7, 2012 at the Creative Alliance Patterson Theatre in Baltimore, MD.
“This film is dedicated to a city that has impacted my life and inspired me to share its story .” -Tt The Artist, Director Dark City: Beneath The Beat
For more info email artistlandproductions@gmail.com
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: so this one dude i used to bone back in the day
so this one dude i used to bone back in the day
had this entitlement thing happening
like, because we’d had sex before
lot of times before
he was gonna get more without asking
like, this one time (at band camp lol)
Nah, really doe.
I went to pick him up at his house because his car wasn’t working, so I could show him how to use my Mini-Disc player, since I decided I was giving it to him. I was listening to some music in the car, which was like normal shit because driving music okay?
At the time, I think that song by Truth Hurts was popular. I can’t remember the name, but she and Dr. Dre got sued or something? Y’all know the one. If you don’t, Google it. But itwaskinda sexual. But it was my SHIT at the time, okay?
So I’m in the car, and I’m mini-twerkin’ in my seat (what’s a mini twerk? it’s that bounce you do when you can’t actually twerk okay?) and shit, and singing along. Good times, good times.
So we get to the house, and I’m offloading some songs, and putting some shit he requested on the player for him, and showing him what to do, and how to record and whatnot. Once he got the jist, he sat down out of my sight. I ain’t know what that nigga was doin’. I figured he was just sittin’ his ass down and listening to the music that was on, or maybe watching TV - it was on, so maybe…
Then I glanced to the side, and I noticed something was missing.
Okay, so there was this really pretty table throw I had bought a couple years before. It was deep red and gold satin and silk patchwork, satin jacquard and textured silk, very pretty. Not very expensive, because Marshall’s yo. But it was nice. And it wason my side table.
I turned around and saw it on the couch.
UNDER THIS NIGGAS NAKED ASS AND SWEATY FUCKING BALLS
yes, chile. Dis nigga had stripped his ass down to his hairy fucking balls and sat my pretty fucking cloth on my leather couch AND PLANTED HISSELF ON IT.
So I just turned back around. I ain’t say SHIT. Not word fucking one. Because what the fuck do you say to that shit?? I mean, I was torn between cussing him the fuck out, throwing his clothes out the window and him after them… all that shit.
And then I saw he still had the do-rag on. And some sweat socks. Them white Fruit of the Loom shits.
Nah, nigga you ain’t sexy. Even if I was down. EVEN IF. How you gon’ try to seduce niggaz witcho do-rag and socks on??
So yeah, I turned around and went back to what I was doing. I thought It’d be rude to laugh in his fucking face, and I couldn’t think what else to say besides AHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAAAAA
Anyway, that’s the story of the worst fucking seduction in the history of ever. At least for me.
I’m always reblogging stuff like this because stories about niggas lacking in tact are always hilarious.
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