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So it’s been a few days since my last blog…  Time to quickly get y’all up to date.  For starters, I’ve totally redone Detrevolution, from start to finish.  Fear, Divine Intervention, call it what you will…  I have totally redone my new album.  Why, you ask?  Because I wanted to make VERY SURE that I did not release another Uncloseted.  Mind you, Uncloseted is a great album.  It served its purpose.  But I just couldn’t come out to the world with the SAME shit to say!  With Detrevolution, I’ve done a LOT of soul searching…  I’ve played certain songs to my friends, some even to the public.  And for those who are afraid they’re not gonna hear anything NEW on this CD, you’re wrong, honey…  Think again.  This shit is FIRE.  But I’ll let y’all see for yourselves…  

Of course you know, Hateful, Ghetto Life, My Stranger and 21 Positions are on the CD.  BUT…  Each song (along with all the others) have been tweaked, mixed, REBORN – now I’m proud.  The album goes to the pressing plant next week – I’m so nervous!  This is where all the promotion kicks in… It’s time…  

Outside of producing music, I’ve still been dealing with my share of drama.  Since I’ve calmed down after my birthday incident, things seem to have gotten better.  In fact, they’re almost back to “normal.”  (A fatal mistake, since that’s the reason I even had to go thru this bullshit?)  My eyes are open, so pray for me.  I’m taking that road again…

The boys are FINALLY registered for school, thank God!!!  They start school Sept. 7, which means that in ONE MORE WEEK, Daddy will have DADDY time!!!  Yes, lord!  Regular schedule, here I come.  I’ll be able to start a nice workout schedule again, cuz you know I’ve been slacking…  Staying up all night, sleeping half the day…  It’ll age you very quickly!  

Question… for Detrevolution, should I use DIGIPAKS, or JEWEL CASES?!  Ah, the dilemma…  

Tori Fixx, a friend of mine from Minneapolis, has a CD (series) called Black Out.  Although I only have CD#1 of 3 (damnit!), I’ve recently started bumping it again.  The song BLACKOUT is the fucking shizzle!  For real, it’s on fire.  Although he jacked every beat possible, I LOVE it.  But the part that gets me the most is the sample he uses during the verses, and at the end…  “whoaoooooh….   Oohhhhhhh… Talk 2 me….”  WHO THE FUCK IS THAT???  WHAT RECORD IS THAT???  I want that bitch!!  Somebody needs to hunt Tori’s ass down and tell him to write a ho!  Doesn’t he know I recently had a birthday???

All music aside, I just recently learned that my great-Uncle Leroy is in the hospital.  Kidney failure (or liver, I can’t remember).  But he’s expected to have a LONG recovery, and right now he’s not doing so good.  How ironic that he was JUST at my house, leading us in prayer before we ate dinner!  I’m going to say a big prayer for Uncle Leroy, and look forward to his recovery.  Tomorrow, I’ll head up to the hospital with Mommy (yes I still call her Mommy…) to see him.  Hopefully he’s conscious.  I want him to know how much I appreciated him coming out to my house to celebrate my birthday with me…  And I appreciated the card that he gave me (complete with $30 – they didn’t realize I was actually 32, so they insisted that I take 2 extra dollars, hahaha!!!).  Granted, Uncle Leroy is 83 years old.  But still, I want to be there for him.  After all, family is family.

Alright, y’all…  Time for bed.  I’ve been sleeping in Jevon’s room for the past 2 nights.  He’s so funny…  He asked me if I would come to his “house” and stay the night.  And I feel so honored – my 5 year-old son just wants to be near his daddy.  And when we sleep, he lays right up next to me, just like he did when he was a baby.  You can tell that my presence means so much to him.  He even told me tonight, “Daddy, you can SAVE your work and finish it tomorrow…  Won’t you turn your computer OFF and come upstairs with me?”  You know, I became a daddy for THIS REASON…  My son adores his father, the same way I adored mine.  This special bond is one that can never be broken.  I pray that I live long enough to see him grow up and have his OWN children, so he can raise them with the same love that I gave HIM.  On that note, I’m off to bed.  I’ll stop over at Jevon’s “place,” just to make sure he knows that Daddy’s here.  And he can smile…  And ask me to stay with him.  

Love on y’all…
AC