How about them Canadians, eh? Those guys are just living the good life above our border aren't they. Must be nice, eh? They finished with 29 medals in the Winter Olympics, they don't have any school shootings, and the 23rd Prime Minister aka His Excellency Justin Trudeau is doing a pretty good job from what I've read. The Toronto Raptors are currently in first place in the NBA Eastern Conference, and in a recent interview with their coach Dwane Casey talked about how safe he feels having his family live in Canada everyday as opposed to what America is going through right now. This next duo are some pretty dope Canadians, so lets dive right in, eh?
July 24, 2012
Whenever I do #MusicMondays I try not to give the artists a genre. I'm sure if you asks the artists, they'll always give you some kind of answer as to how they wish to be described. But this happens far too often, and artists end up in a box. Being labeled as such leaves artists stuck within a certain style that people feel they must supply their sound, and I feel like this duo breaks down certain boundaries that would have otherwise been put up for them. Just from watching a few interviews from them, they are somewhat indescribable within their own personalities which just adds to their ability to not get stuck in that box.
I had never even heard of these guys until my wife played their music in her 1993 Honda Civic, back when we were "just friends." This was back when I used to be a little pothead, so this album made me feel like "Whoa, who is this? What planet do they record their music on? Do you think they got their sounds from dreams?" But you don't gotta be a pothead to like this album. It's got that perfect mix of I can listen to this and chill and I can workout to this. The first song, "Crawlersout" comes in hard and shows you every side of their versatility. The duo perfectly mashes strong poetic waves that crash smoothly into the sounds of the beat. You can easily read their music as a poem and equally enjoy it.
they'll weave their long souls
into the frame
to grow their foliage in
sew their long hairs
into their beds
to keep them crawlers out
As I'm writing this, I'm finding that it is hard to put this album into words about how it makes me feel. When I hear the sounds, I feel like I'm lost in the middle of the forest, not looking for a way out, but looking for a way to stay in this sanctuary for as long as possible. When I hear the words, I can feel the pain, sorrow, happiness, and acceptance that is coming from the writers soul. Basically what I'm saying is that this album is some deep shit, and if you don't listen carefully, you can miss out on some vibes that you may be needing in your life. It's inspirational to me as a writer, because it helps me put into perspective of what is deep inside me that I need to get out to the world. We all have our own form of expressing ourselves, we just need to find the right platform. So listen to this album and think about what you need to do to express yourself.
Here's a trip vid from the album, eh
I remember in like, I want to say maybe like 2008, Kanye had his whole crew at G.O.O.D. Music and every Friday for like 20 weeks they would drop a song and they called these "GOOD Fridays." Now I figure if Kanye did it, it's probably a pretty good idea. So I'm starting #FOODFridays for y'all, where every Friday I will talk about a different food, drink, or any type of fuel you can enter into your body spots. This first spot is about this bomb ass daytime food truck turned restaurant in Kauai.
4-1101 Kuhio Hwy., Kapaa, HI 96746
7:30am-2:30pm, Wednesday thru Monday
Hours may vary due to restaurant growth.
I've never had a restaurant be so good that it made me want to move to where it's at just so that I could eat it all the time (Well actually, there is one other place but you guys will read about that one in the future). NOM Kauai made me contemplate my future. Their breakfast and burgers are all made with fresh Kauai ingredients, and the island never tasted so much better. I don't know if it's the ocean air, the Hawaiian sun, or the beautiful sandy beaches, but there definitely is an indefinable quality in these delicious ingredients. It could also be a product of the environment. When you walk in, you instantly feel welcomed by the friendly hosts. As they make the recent transition from a popular food truck to a dine-in restaurant, they make it look like they've been doing this for years.
In my one week vacation to Kauai, I ended up eating at this spot twice. Once was just my wife, my son, and I, and the second time was with like 13 people. The first time we went, we ordered breakfast. I had "The Fluffy," which is scrambled eggs, cheddar, bacon, lettuce, tomato, and lemon Herb aioli served on a brioche bun and comes with purple sweet potato home fries. The presentation of the food was a beautiful sight to see, kind of like waking up and looking out at the endless ocean. The purple sweet potato home fries were cooked to a perfect crisp and the tapatio aioli was a tasty match. That first bite into that breakfast though! The best way to describe it was like this;
*Looks at plate with wide eyes* *Smell of lemon herb aioli makes my mouth instantly start watering* *Steam from the heat of the bacon fogs off the side of the bun and invites me in* *Takes a super slow motion bite* *Looks at wife with unreal happiness* * Says really loud "BRUH! TRY THIS!"*
Thinking back on it now, I wish I hadn't shared that bite because it was so damn good. Honestly, just thinking about it right now is pissing me off that I don't have it in front of me. But the fact that I did want to share it at the time is the exact reason I'm sharing this story with you right now. I want everyone I know to be able to enjoy NOM Kauai at some point in their lives. Now the second time we went I ordered "The Hangover" which is a burger with cheddar, bacon, sunny egg, lettuce, tomato, and Tapatio aioli. Now I could go into this one too like how I did with the breakfast but . . . actually yeah fuck it, let's do this again;
*Burger arrives to the table* *Mouth begins to water like the Wailua Falls* *My pupils begin to dilate as I know I am about to get high on food* *Takes big ass fucking bite, I mean like a quarter of the burger is donezo after one bite* *Egg yolk runs everywhere and my face is a disgusting mess* *I shed a single tear* *This time I don't offer to share* *Thinks about how life is beautiful*
Look guys, this is my first time ever reviewing a restaurant so I know it may not have answered all your questions. But I can tell you this, I ain't lying when I say this is one of the best restaurants I've ever been too. Now it is very possible that I only felt this way because I was on vacation in Kauai, but honestly that's the best part of all of this. You can travel to The Garden Island and know for a fact that you will be able to find one of the most unique and delicious restaurants out there. And this was just my review, I have about 12 other people close to me who can all share their great experience too. If you want to learn more about the owners, check this link. And if you want to make your mouth water, follow them on Instagram @nomkauai
And if you're reading this, WHAT'S UP D-NICE?!
It's 9 pm on a Saturday night. There's a crapload of clean laundry that is just waiting to be folded. The kitchen is clean and smells like Fabuloso. There's three candles burning in separate rooms in the house because one of our cats decided to poop on the carpet right next to the litter box, her way of saying that she is the boss and she can do this shit whenever she feel like it and there is not much we can do about it. After spending all day cleaning the house, doing yard work, and hanging out with some family and friends, we're really just trying to chill on the couch and not do shit. My wife and I are sitting on the couch watching Forensic Files while my son is playing with a receipt that he found on the ground in the middle of his 1,000 toys that he'd rather not play with. This is a glimpse of the married life.
This isn't exactly how I envisioned my Saturday nights at the age 26 would be. But in an incredible way, I know this is the ONLY place I want to be on this particular night. My mind doesn't have much on it besides wondering why this guy in Omaha, Nebraska decided to randomly go into this old lady's house and murder her in cold blood, and then be stupid enough to have himself a glass of soda and leave the evidence. Now I'm not saying that I wish the guy would've been smarter about how he went about things, I'm just saying that if you're going to be a criminal and a murderer, don't be stupid enough to leave the evidence. But anyway, I know that the only person who could really understand where I'm coming from on that topic is my wife.
There is this indescribable wavelength that my wife and I are on together pretty much all of the time. I mean of course we have our differences, but at the end of the day it always seems as if we know what each other really wants to be doing. For example, (and I'm sorry to any family who is reading this but I gotta be honest about this shit and open because it's fucking hilarious and also awesome) that same night we found some time to have sex when our son finally fell asleep after what had felt like Mission Impossible 3 to get him to go down. After we both had cleaned ourselves up and got ready for bed, I asked her "You know what I need right now?" and she instantly grew a huge smile on her face and said, "McDonalds?!" and you bet your ass that is exactly what the fuck I needed right then.
Now this may not sound like what most people would consider a sign of love or togetherness or whatever you want to call it. But it is exactly what WE describe as being on this weird level that only each other can understand fully. Love is whatever you want it to be. It's not a race, a battle, or an achievement. It's like... how do I put this in words... It's like when you were in high school and you asked someone for a piece of gum, and the other person would be chewing a piece right in front of your face and be like "Awe sorry man, this is my last piece." knowing damn well they have a whole pack in their backpack. You need to find that person that you are not only willing to share your gum with, but you will go to Costco and buy them the year's supply of Extra gum and tell her that "The name of the brand is how you been acting, but idgaf I still love you so take this for your stanky ass breath."
I could go on forever about weird shit in my relationship that gets me hyped. Like when she gets mad at me for leaving my dirty clothes on the floor. Or when she asks me a million times "What's wrong?" just to irritate me because she knows its annoying. Or when she is like "HAAA Lebron lost the Finals again! Are you gonna cry? You're mad huh? You're hella mad huh?" and I have to tell her that we're Sixers fans, and we only cry when the lottery ping pong balls don't bounce our way. These all may sound like annoyances to you, but they're the little things that remind me that she will always be there no matter what. And although she is very annoying, I wouldn't trade what we have for anything in the world. So I encourage you to find that happiness you're looking for. Because at the end of this life we need to look back on all the right decisions we made, and know that we had someone there for us for all the wrong decisions we made.
Just a man trying to make the most of his time on this planet.