Saturday, November 21, 2009

My Canadian Experience (When Brothers Speak)

Being from Michigan, going over the border to Canada was nothing new to me. Well, aside from the changes being made when with what you need to have to cross the border and all, but Windsor and Toronto Ontario Canada were places I had seen before and sorta liked.

So I finally get a message I had been waiting for, "Future, we have the budget to bring you to Toronto and Ottawa for shows!" YES, I thought as I wondered what it would be like to perform for our northern neighbors.

November 13Th 2009:

I leave Flint early thinking I'm going to be EARLY for check in at the hotel in Toronto, but upon reaching the boarder I was stopped (as always). I guess once again I fit the description, so I was sent to immigration to be searched and questioned. This cop or Mountie or whatever leans into my window telling me to get out, so I step out and walk to the front of my car like I'm told. Next thing I know, this lady comes out with a search dog, the officers start pulling all of my belongings out of my car and patting me down asking me if I'm smuggling anything. So they send me inside where this lady ask for my passport and license, then she tells me I'm not me! She asked where I was born and I tell her, then she says, "yeah, well we'll see about that!" So after a 2 hour sitting and arguing period they let me go and I was on my way to Toronto at last!

Upon arriving at the show there was food backstage (which was GREAT!), all the poets performing in the show were relaxing and eating. We get the line up of the show and we are off!

I step out onto the stage, and the crowd goes wild. "That's the guy from YouTube," says someone close enough to hear in the theater. Instantly I felt that this would be one of the best shows I have been a part of. I started the set by sharing my story about being held up at the border, after they laughed themselves to tears we got into some poetry.

I never knew that art and poetry were/could be appreciated like the way it was at When Brothers Speak. These people paid $35 to $45 dollars to get into the show, then purchased EVERY album I had! I had never been apart of anything like it!

Night two was even better than the first night! After the audience screamed themselves hoarse, the CD selling frenzy began! I had to run back to my hotel to grab my whole box of albums! When the people leaving the venue saw me running back with my box, they ALL ran back in and cleaned me out! That's a GREAT way to make a brother feel GOOD! The show in Ottawa was no different. I actually took more pictures after the Ottawa show than both night in Toronto, although I did get to hang out with a few Zombies in T dot!

Out of the country love, you have to get some

Saturday, November 14, 2009

An Honor

Recently I performed at the University of Toledo. I was invited by a young lady who (while in high school) learned about my work from her African Studies teacher. Not only was this the first class of its kind at her school, but I was the first Spoken Word artist she had heard of.

Its always an honor when someone approaches you after a performance or even in the street to let you know that you are hot, dope, bloody brilliant or anything else that lets you know they appreciate your work. Whats even better, is when you find out that your work has been studied and used for lessons in creative writing as a part of an instructors course work!

When I first received the phone call about the show I didn't really know how to feel. What do you say to a person that holds you in such high esteem? What do you say when someone tells you that you have helped them get through tough times in their life? Thank you doesn't seem to be enough.

It ceases to amaze me when I'm told that my work did something for someone. I always think, "wow, you're really listening to me?" For some reason I always feel like I'm just Ed, just a brother, just a friend, cousin, son, writer. I have always believed in putting my best foot forward in all that I do. I have always believed that I should be responsible for what I say to people, whether on stage or in regular conversation I am mindful of I you say because I never know how it may affect a person.

Years later, my phone rings, 4 weeks after that, she is standing on stage introducing me to her classmates, telling them how she never thought she would ever meet me, much less bring me to her school to perform. WOW

Friday, August 28, 2009

You would think that being an artist from Flint Michigan I would frequent the open mics and spoken word venues of Detroit more often. Well the fact is I don't. I am out of state for most of my shows. Rarely am I ever in Detroit to perform or take in the craft the way it’s done in Motown, but after the way my show went last night that MUST change!

They Say restaurant is home to The Main Course open mic, hosted by Marsha J. Carter. I must say, the vibe when I walked in was marvelous! It feels good to walk into a well hosted venue. Knowing that the people have been groomed and your platform has already been set makes it easy to concentrate on connecting with the audience.

My intro was pretty dope! Marsha told a story about her and I performing at a venue together some time ago (the name of the place still slips my mind), I had not thought or even remembered I performed there! It made me think about how much of my poetic history is linked to Detroit (that's for another day, another blog). Walking to the stage I felt the energy in the room change. It wasn't the typical, "I have been waiting to see him perform" vibe. It was a rare, but always welcome, "who is he and what is he going to do." I felt like a stranger in my own back yard and it was GREAT! There is nothing I love more than the element of surprise when dealing with an anxious crowd of people. All I have to do is read the vibe of the room and NOT BLOW IT. Lights. . .Camera. . .ACTION!

The right piece at the right time is a powerful thing. It's like the wind hitting your sails head on, all you have to do is ride the wave and steer the boat in the direction you want it to go.

I felt nothing but acceptance the entire night. Not only were they hungry for it, they were excited, energetic and more than responsive! They made me feel as if they had been waiting all year to see me perform, like I was saying all the right things at the right time to the right people! It’s hard to describe, but it feels wonderful.

Thank You Detroit City, I am sorry I stayed away for so long


Sunday, August 9, 2009


An infinite number of things run through my head before stepping on stage. Things like, me wondering what pieces to perform or what piece to start off with. I check the tone of the room and wonder how will I be received... The list goes on. If I don't feel like performing, I don't. It's a rule I hope I never have to break. Going into Cincinnati this past week it had been over a month since my last performance. I had not held a microphone or even thought of putting on any type of show prior to. I didn't want to get back on stage until I felt I was ready.

During my "layoff," I got a chance relax and do some writing, thinking about the tone of my work and where I want to take it. After thinking about it all, I felt recharged. I was ready to be the spark on stage someone may need to see in order to make their evening or week go by a little bit smoother.

Upon showing up at the MIXX on Thursday, everything about the show felt different. I had to perform on a different stage then past acts. The microphone stand was "missing" and my performance time was earlier than normal. This time when I took the stage I didn't have a thought in my mind other than, "I'm going to be holding the mic my whole set, this sucks!" It didn't! The energy I felt on stage was amazing! I have never felt so good performing and moving around with the mic in my hand. Plenty of times I've had shows where I felt like every word fell from my lips with perfection, but THIS, this was nothing like before.

I almost felt as if I was putting on a show for myself. Like, God was reminding me that HE blessed me with this gift to be a blessing to others. It was as if HE wanted to show ME how HE gets down! The rush was great! I didn't even feel that my FIRST time on stage! OR my first time in front of THOUSANDS of people! I feel hungry all over again. Not my normally determined and strong willed self, but HUNGRY, like I have something to prove not just to myself, but to everyone who has supported me from day one.

This is the recharge, and is only the beginning...

Stay tuned!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009


This week I will be stepping on the stage to perform for the first time in over a month. The past four weeks off have indeed been good for me. I think a recharge, refocus was in order for my writing and performing to grow.

Cincinnati will be the back drop for what feels like a "new beginning" of sorts. I have been writing new material, practicing old poems for new delivery and the whole nine. I'm actually interested to se ow this goes

Stay tuned. . .

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Clear skies and ocean waves

It's amazing how beautiful the beach is at night when no one is around. You can break out a nice chair or blanket, look up into he heavens and listen to the sound of the ocean meeting the land.

It's rare we get moments to ourselves to think. Moments where we can wonder, ponder or think about nothing at all. Tonight I found that if you stare up into the stars long enough you almost feel as if you are looking down into an abyss. Pretty cool

Tuesday, July 7, 2009


What is it about some people that makes them dream? Chasing what they want instead of following suit?

During some much needed down time out here in the beautiful Washington DC area, I have been thinking about my dreams and things I want to accomplish. Sometimes when my back is really against the wall it makes me question if I'm on the right path, or maybe I should consider being something else. Just when I get down on myself for not being more "successful", someone steps in and reminds me that things wont always be easy.

Who helps to motivate you when you need it?

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Adventures in LA LA Land!!

What can I say about LA that you haven't already seen on TV?! It's a great terrible beautiful ugly city! There's everything to get into and most of it is trouble! lol

Upon arriving at LAX my first mission was quite clear. . .Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles! That craving was quickly put on pause as I drove past a Wing Stop!! Those wings are the bizness!

So I hook up with my frat brother and hit a backyard BBQ that turns into an old school battle dance contest which turned into a drunken soul train line that turned into what seemed to be a TOO serious Micheal Jackson dance move contest. Yes folks, Micheal Jackson's best moves were performed by a 6 foot woman in booty shorts. . .that is all.

It was great kicking it in LA and Hollywood. I met Rufio from Peter Pan! The leader of the lost boys. lol Between politricking with suites and "up coming artists" I had a ball. Ate on sunset blvd, road through the hills, walked through Long Beach and slid out to a few mics in the process.


Do not feed the birds

and now, SLEEP zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Dissed by ANGRY blogger. . .

For those of you who think the grass is always green on the other side, heres a hole in my wooden fence, take a peak. . .

This is a blog from a guy that attended my show in Saint Louis:

Allow me to start by saying that the Future, the Michigan based poet, is not wack. Nothing that I’ll say in this blog will change the non-wack view people may have of him. Surely, a few words won’t dim his, umm, future.

Let’s start with the positives. He’s a handsome guy. He’d tell you as much during his set. He’s a clever punch line artist. He’s engaging when he spits his verses. His locks looked manicured. He has a cool looking CD (I didn’t get around to buying one). He knows his Nas albums, which is a plus for those who dig Nas. It seemed like most sistas liked him or at least liked looking at him. Did I mention that he’s a handsome guy?

I had a chance to check out Future at Legacy CafĂ© during SWG last Friday. I wanted to support the brotha because he’s my friend on MySpace…but really, because I like to hear spoken word artists do their thing. I mean, with a name like Future, I was sure his flow would be unique and his lines would be, umm, futuristic; ergo, original. Ironically, Future’s flow is very much a reflection of the current style of spoken word (rap-esque with sermonic tendencies), and clichĂ© at that. By reflection, I mean that it only reflects the light of other poets who may possess the light that Future reflects, like a star or a moon would with the sun. I don’t want to speculate on whose light Future is reflecting, so I won’t.

Beyond his originality-challenged flow, his transition between poems needs scripting. It was like hearing someone talk on the phone when you’re waiting for the point. After a while, you get distracted by TV or paint drying and just want to hang up. Some folks did hang up; by leaving. For instance, before dropping his last poem, Future gave a five minute introduction about his looks and about some other self-absorbed ish.

As for the content, one piece sticks out in my mind. It was an anti-intellectual rant about “deep” poets whose lines are littered with jargon and obscure references. I don’t recall if he said this in the poem but he wanted the crowd to “get” one of his punch lines that may have floated over their heads. I don’t know if they did because I had to get off the phone.

If you want to see this on the original site (to ensure i haven't embellished this blog in anyway) copy and paste the link below:

please send your HONEST thoughts and opinions ;-)

Thursday, May 21, 2009

7 days

So, I have been back home for 7 days straight. Its a weird yet restful feeling. Anyone who knows me or has been following me this year knows I have been away from home all year with the exception of about a month, if you add he pit stops between tour to say hi and bye to family.

Outside of working out theres not too much going on in Flint Michigan, but hanging with the family.

Stay tuned!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Barber Shops

So im in Houston Texas and I have been sitting in tthis barber shop for wha seems like an eternity!

I'm watching the hustlers run in and out. The local alcoholic has come in and made himself comfortable. The local crackheads (yes, that's crackheads with an s) are trying to sell random items like socks, batteries, oh, Barrack Obama thongs! Yes people, Obama is in that butt!

All in all its a pretty good day out in screwston

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

What Happened?

So, im sitting outside of the car insurance spot, kicking it with my daddy, when I see an elderly couple pull up.

They appear to be well into their 80's, yet they don't seem to have been slowed down by life much at all. All except for the Husband helping his wife out of the car and into the dialysis office.

I'm thinking to myself, when was the last time I witnessed something like this? More importantly, when have I seen folks my age treat each other with the same kind of respect and love?

I want to ask you all, when was the last time you saw such a thing? Were you on the giving or receiving end? Or was it something you saw that made you feel like TRUE love still exist?

I wanna know

Monday, April 27, 2009

Contact Info

Here's to making new connections and booking bigger shows!


I have good news and bad news. The bad news is I sold out of albums.

The good news is, I had more pressed and printed so...BUY MY NEW ALBUM!

thank you :o)

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Helping Others

So as I sit here getting ready to go out, im thinking about all the wonderful people I have been meeting on the road. Here is a random thought im having right now....

Its AWESOME to receive things, be it money, toys, gifts or whatever, but it is truly better to give.

I recently had the opportunity to help a friend find a way out of a bad situation. All it took was some talking and some time.

Often times when we give to people we immediately think physical, but the best thing you can do for a person is give them your time.

Its great to feel like you had a part in the growth and flourishing of an individual who looks up to matter how hard headed they are :o)


Monday, April 13, 2009

Break Dance Killer!

First off I want to give a big thank you to Cleveland Ohio for bringing me out for a weekend of great shows! We did a lot, we learned a lot, and what we didn't know was that we were about to experience one of the funniest moments in Spoken Word history!

What you are about to read is strictly confidential and for your eyes only!

Location: Cleveland Ohio USA
Venue: The B Side!
Date: Tuesday April 7th 2009
Time: Approximately 12 midnight

All was well at the B side, the poets were ricking, the crowd was buzzing, everything was as it should be, I mean after all this is Cleveland's premiere spoken word venue and one of the countries best! Little did we know that a young man that turned out to be high off of more than beer and liquor was about to change our lives forever!

At about 12:30am, there's a small commotion in the room. People are beginning to talk amongst themselves as opposed to listening to whats happening on stage. That's when we notice a guy in a beige jacket, cup of liquor in hand, dancing like he is auditioning for the film, "You Got Served!" YES ladies and gentlemen! He was break dancing to the words coming off stage! NO music, just dancing hard while the poets were rocking out.

Now I bet you're asking yourself, "who does that?" Well that's what we wanted to know, but first we had to get him out of the venue.

The Break Dance Killer caught the attention of security pretty fast, but instead of your typical grab and throw out situation, the powers that be tried to settle it peacefully. A few words were exchanged with the friends of the BDK, but they would not control their friend so matters had to be taken into the hands of SECURITY!

Upon realizing that the jig was up, the Break Dance Killer began his escape, but this wasn't your normal run away. Oh no ladies and gentlemen, he was break dancing away from security! That's right, pop locking and shaking everyone who attempted to grab or corner him. He was like a mix of Omarion and Carl Lewis! Spinning and ducking and waving with a little hip grinding in the face of those who wanted to beat him to a pulp, and HE GOT AWAY!

The most memorable act was when he was headed straight for me, i'm thinking, " I'm gonna clothesline him WWF style!" Before he could reach me my guy Frost took a dive at him! Clearing the table in front of him and the people at it! But that didn't scare the Break Dance Killer, oh no, he just wiggled, pop locked and moon walked around the corner! YOU CANT MAKE THIS STUFF UP!

Finally he ran up the stairs and out of the venue never to be seen again. Where is TMZ when you need them

Monday, April 6, 2009

Album Release Show!

April 4th 2009...the release of my new album Spit Personality!

First off I have to say thank you to everyone who came out in support of the show WHILE Michigan State was beating Uconn! We had a packed house and that shows me that there are plenty of people in Flint Michigan who are not only looking for good quality entertainment, but are willing to support! Thank You!

To all of the NON support of the local media I ask...why is it that you only come out when someone is laying dead in the street? I'm thinking next show we'll stage a brawl in hopes to get all of you yellow journalist out of the house AND you all STILL owe my brother Anthony Dirrel a formal apology!

So back to the show...FIRE!
Allen Imagery and Nsaychable represented HARD for the spoken word scene in Indianapolis, Jon Desir drove from Chicago and wrecked shop in his home state! Truth B. Told shut it down as always. And to my mentor and arch enemy Avery Brand slash Prose showed why he has been thee staple for writing and performing in Flint since he was in middle school.

To my "ghost producer" for the show...I love you for all the work and selfless acts of kindness. I love you but I don't like you lol

To everyone else, I love you all and your support means more to me than I can say

Stay tuned...

Birthday Weekend

What can I say about my beautiful family, other than they're beautiful!

My aunties put together a semi surprise semi private birthday party for me at a nice spot and it was great! I got to see all my cousins and family members for the first time since I left for tour at the beginning of February!

Here's to the people who love you just because

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Rock City!!!

What better place to rock out than rock city?!!!

Yeah so as you can see i'm going hard on the air guitar before and after my piece lol. I love rocking with bands and my man was AWESOME on the electric so we rocked out after my initial set was over, gota love when people ask for encore performances!!!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

from the Bay to NC

So I apologize for the gap between blogs, I have been making adjustments out here on the road.

So I left you in Oakland (yeeeeee) which was freakin great! Little did I know my flight home would be an interesting one.

Ai fly from Oakland to Vegas no problem, quick and easy, but Vegas back to Raleigh NC is a hike!

After about an hour in the air this little girl gets sick. She's fainting and what not at first, then she starts throwing up all over the people next to her! It was great! You should have seen them grown folks jumping around like they were avoiding the plague, AWESOME!

So after an hour goes by, this guy close to me starts having heart issues, something about too much fun in Vegas For the first time in real life I heard, "is there a doctor on the plane!" no lie! The funny th rs on the plane!

So the docs are checking this guy out, they have the blood pressure thing for the arm and all. One of the flight attendants pulls out these huge head phones so she can talk to this med unit on the ground!

So the guy turns out to be okay after a little fainting spell and we land safely, best flight ever!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Good Day Gone Bad

So last blog I left you on a high note...riiiiight. Well, upon arriving at my performance venue im thinking to myself, "self, ima tear this show up!" Negative!

Not only was the club packed, the club was packed full of people who had ZERO I repeat ZEEEEROOOOO interest in listening to poetry!

The first artist hits the stage, the mic is 100% static, she yells at the crowd to shut up, the crowd yells back, people walk across her as she tries to perform, I mean, this is easily one of the most disgusting scenes I have ever been apart of.

Second cat gets on stage and yells, "if I offened anyone tonight I sincerely do not apologize!" this was funny and was about to get funnier as he spit while the audience danced and stood in the way of his film crew while they tried to capture video f br>3rd cat gets on stage and starts freestyling a coon song for all the idiots in the audience, its great! He then goes into his second piece, the crowd gets so loud he walks off the mic, jumps into the room full of noise makers and starts yelling, "get your hand outta my pocket!!!" It was the most beautiful ugly thing my eyes ever did see! I honestly don't know if I would have wanted to perform had it not been for the other artists who banged out regardless

Finally I am called on to close out the poetry. So, me being the idiot I am, i'm slow to the mic, shaking the hands of the brave performers before myself, I decide to act up a lil bit. So...before I even decide what piece to do, a group of girls walk across my stage, so I pause and tell the audience to clap for them as they needed to be seen. I cracked a joke on a cat drinking patron out the bottle all alone, and some fat dude with a muscle shirt HA! They hated me, some cat booed but F him, he was wearing skinny right

At any rate, at least im in VIP!

Question, is it ballin to buy a bottle when you don't have anywhere to sit?


I just saw the biggest girl ever drop it like its hot...WOW

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Interview on Ozcat

Good evening good's about 10:09pm on the west coast and the Golden Gate bridge is looking good.

So today I had the pleasure and honor of being interviewed on Ozcat radio in Vallejo California (the valley jo as E 40 calls it).

A good radio interview can make you feel like you're worth money you don't even have! (
) I love a good interview, a chance to open up about my wrriting in a way you may not hear from the stage or listening to my albums.

Oakland has been very receptive of me and I am loving them back! Not only was the networking great, but I broke the new album "Spit Personality" for the first time!

What else can I do but quote Ice Cube, today was a good day...and it's not over yet. As I type this im headed to downtown San Francisco fo r>Stay tuned

Friday, March 13, 2009

Dog Tired....

Okay so...I am trying to catch up on sleep after another rock star like show scheduling on this tour.

Last night I was in Charlotte NC performing at the Wine Up (best show ever by the way) and the show let outt at 1:30am, I sold CD's till 2am, immediately hit the road to Raleigh NC and rrived there at 430am, was then dropped off at the RDU airport at 5am, hopped a flight to oakland at 6:15am.

Landed in Oakland at 10:45am. Left the freakin airport at 11:45am. Stopped to eat at Wing Zone at 1pm. Made it to my beautiful hotel with the hottest view (see pic above muahahahahaa) at 1:15pm and finally got to eat my delicious wings and fries.

My homey that plays pro ball comes to pick me up for a work out at 2pm and I am just now back in my room laying down. And after all that i'm not even freakin sleepy eater is across the street! I think i'll see "Last House on the Left"

My first official act in Oakland....stop and eat at wing zone, half lemon pepper wings and half Cajun!

Im fly...

that is all

Best Show Ever!

Last night at The Wine Up in Charlotte North Carolina I put on what I feel was my best show ever!

Have you ever had a moment where everything you did worked? No matter what you did or said every shot dropped and every answer was yes?

That's how I felt during my show last night. The crowd was stuck on my every word as if I could write no wrong. The stage presence was fierce, the audience wanted an encore and the CD's sold out! The show was so good I was almost scared to get on the plane to Cali lol

Tell me, what was your moment of invincibility?

Monday, March 9, 2009

The Waffle House!

So, im sitting at the counter waiting for my order to come up at a Waffle House in Atlanta Georgia right...this cook is singing hard!

I mean singing Lenny Williams like he's on tour! You know the song, "I Love You!" hitting all the notes! Ooooh oh oh oh oh ohhhh oh! While making grits and eggs lol

Now he is going hard at the Gap Band!

Gotta love the south

Saturday, March 7, 2009


So, we're in Tallahassee performing thursday night...great show, great crowd.

The show ends and we are selling CD's like candy to fat kids! Everything is great, things are smoother than they should be.

So, we leave the venue and make it to our car when we notice that 2 of Cuban's CD boxes are missing. The door to the car is not open nor is any glass broke, when I notice my book bag is missing!

We have been robbed! Cuban lost over 5'000 worth of product! Who steals CD'S ?! I lost a camera and my best underwear! This really sucks!

At any rate, we are ok, the show must go on and we will be in Charlotte North Carolina soon enough.

Thank You to everyone who voiced their concern

Donations! Lol

Stay Tuned.....

Thursday, March 5, 2009

A touched listener...

So, here is something that has me pumped up for my show tonight. This email comes from a satisfied customer to say the least lol...

"So it is about 10pm and I am driving to Riverview trying my best to not fall asleep. I reach over to my CD case and your Cd comes tumbling out. Oh Yeah I think to myself, I forgot about this. I pop it in. I hear the smooth voice of Future fill the speakers inside my car. I being alone, turn my radio all the way up. Now Riverview is a cool hour and 10 mintute ride from where I reside so I have time to sit back, unwind and listen to your cd in peace. From track one to track eight I must say that I was beyond impressed, I was thoroughly entertained. I laughed out loud with the studio crowd. I oohed and ahhed, stifled a moan when you totally messed up my mind with that lavishly er h respect is due. You captivated me with your flow, your use of imagery is wonderful and the knowledge that you drop is refreshing and not affected. Only $10.00? Yep that is what I ended up saying to myself, cause I would have gladly paid more knowing now what was in store for me. The next time you head up this way (Tampa or St. Pete) I have got to be in the audience and I would love for you to perform that erotic joint, "Baby? HUH? I know it's not polite to talk with my mouth full" WHAT?!!! Oh and you owe me an apology because when you busted out with "and your eyes roll up so far into your head you can see what you thinking" I promptly choked on my coffee and almost swerved into the car next to me. He cussed me out, I tried to tell him it wasn't my fault but he just flipped me off. My feelings were hurt so yeah I think you owe me a quick Sorry Ma for that one. I did manage to make it to Riverview and back home in one piece by the way, no thanks to you...LOL!!!&q ost making you crash ms lady!

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Jacksonville Mic Ripper

So im in Jacksonville Florida at this festival called "Art Walk." There are artist and vendors everywhere! I find a guy to get some time on a mic and its on!

After a brief 2 poem set I head over to this dope burrito spot and order a blackened fish burrito complete with the franks red hot hot sauce and some GHETTO SWEET sweat tea! No lie, it's like diabetes in a cup, JUST HOW I LIKE IT! All of a sudden I'm approached by a guy that's wants to offer me a sit down with some "wealthy investors who have started a label." Future the superstar? I have been down this road before....but it's always fun to stay tuned...


Right before I could press send, I was approached and told I was frickin awesome and that I'm about to blow! woohoooooo

Tuesday, March 3, 2009


You can't put a price on good people. You can buy comfort in the form of a nice house or even a plush hotel room, but to have it feel like home is priceless.

Heres to good people

Monday, March 2, 2009

What a Day!

So it's 4:40am and I am just now getting to typing this blog. I have wrestled with ideas and stories and how I was going to let you all know about one of the most eventful and entertaining Sundays I have had in a long while...if ever! Well seeing as how nothing overly creative is coming to mind, I'll just "keep it real."

So I woke up around 10:30am. Quick shower, teeth brushing, lotion and clothes. Make it to church around 11:45am (right on time), leave service and hit the parking lot at exactly 1:04pm.

Upon heading back to Tampa I get a call from my fellow artist and tour mate Cuban about a meeting with a lady (who will from this point on be referred to as our "contact") who was touched by our show and wants to help us out. I agree and quickly call an audible. It's about 1:30pm when I stop and eat at this GREAT pizza spot called Ledo's not too far from Tampa. After eating a personal size buffalo chicken pizza I jump back in the car about 2:15pm and notice a health food store so of course I need some muscle milk and alkaline water so I stop again. After a quick look around of the store I'm back in the car and back in Tampa at 3pm.

So Cuban and I have a brief conversation about how we want to approach this potential business opportunity and I am informed that our "meeting" is pushed back 30 minutes because our "contact" will be late, which is cool with me because I'm watching Family Guy and I don't feel like moving. Okay so fast's 5:15pm and I'm pulling up to Maggiano's Italian restaurant prepared to talk business. 5 minutes later I'm at the table and everything seems kosher, Cuban is there, our "contact" is there and we are all ready for something great to come out of this dinner. Mind you, I am full of pizza, water and don't let me forget about this awesome key lime pie from J. Alexanders of Tampa!

It's 5:45pm and the "contact" is asking our preference in wines, we all settle on a white chardonnay, glasses are filled, a quick toast to brainstorming and we are off! Now I'm not a big drinker so I'm sipping slow, before I know it the first bottle is gone,k our food has yet to come out (the lobster ravioli was grrrreat) and the "contact" decides to order another bottle, Cuban and I decide its cool if she wants to order another...what the heck! Glasses fill once again, another toast and we are off! Now its about 6:20pm, we have to be at a show at 9pm and this dinner is no where NEAR being over! Our "contact" is obviously feeling the wine...speech is slurred...attention span extra short, and I believe the use of complete sentences is out of the window. Ok, everyone has finished eating, its about 7pm and our "contact" orders ANOTHER bottle of wine! Yes folks, 3 bottles, like...the "contact" is going HARD right now...I mean DRUNK! not even drunk, I mean DROONK! DROONK like Frank the Tank in the movie "Old School" take it to the head without breathing DROONK! I mean backyard hooch brewing in the clear gallon jugs with the 3 X's on the bottle you shouldn't be drinking this DROONK! Now, sad to say I am not a stranger to being in situations where an individual is having trouble holding their liquor, but the attention we are getting at this time is ridiculous!

A Cuban guy, a Black guy and a white "contact" are sitting in an Italian restaurant....sounds like the start of a joke right? You should have seen the looks we were getting! At one point it was anything but obvious that this "contact" was going to puke at the table. On top of that they were getting all touchy feely and at one point tried to seduce Cuban and the same time!!!! Still drinking and rambling on about much of nothing began to get my coyote ugly on, meaning, I'm sipping wine out of my glass and then putting my cup of water up to my mouth like I'm drinking it, but I'm really spitting the wine out into my water! Yes, the wine cost a little money but come on, I have a performance soon, I have to drive, and drunk is not my style so screw it! I spit the wine out, you are not about to have good'ol Future looking bad on the road. Anyway, in the midst of my wine non sipping, I'm looking for an out, so I ask Cuban to take the "contact" to the here is where it got funny beyond my control. The "contact" stood up and I kid you not, they were leaning like a heroin addict fresh off the needle! I'm talking front, back, side to side UGK style and DIDN'T fall down! Now its coming up on 8pm and I need to leave to make sure I can grab my people for the 9pm show. In the middle of trying to find the appropriate time to leave, the waitress comes to the table and ask if our "contact" is okay. I say, "no! and can you please take the wine away from the table because umm...she ain't gonnna make it!"

I order a round of cappuccinos in hopes that this will help out our "contact." NEGATIVE! Upon returning to the table "they" collapse into the seat and looking aimlessly around the room and at us like "they" don't remember why "they're" here, much less how "they" got here. I mean head swinging back and forth like it weighed a ton!

Ok the time has come for me to ditch this situation as easy as possible. So I tell Cuban I need to go now in order to make it to the show on time. It is 8:15pm, I grab my Lobster ravioli, I hit the door, I'm in the parking lot, I'm in the car, I'm driving home, I think I have made it to freedom...NEGATIVE!!!!! I arrive at my pre show destination around 8:35pm. At 8:40pm I get a phone call from a deeply saddened Cuban, who is asking me why I left him alone (sad face). He informs me of how the "contact" was so drunk, sorry, I mean DROONK, that he had to assist in paying the bill for "them", which came out to just under $300!! The waitress was pissed, the manager had to come out and attempt to escort the "contact" out of the diner, a cab had to be called to get the "contact" home, and on top of all of this, the ENTIRE restaurant is focused on Cuban trying to take care of this individual!

It is now 9pm, I am officially 15 minutes late for the show, driving the highway while trying to talk Cuban out of his slight depression from the evenings events when I realize that the venue WE are performing at is one I have not been to in a few years due to money still being owed to me from a previous performance!

As if I have any pride left to swallow, I pull up to the venue, cordial as can be, Cuban and I rock out, sell CD's and wrap up the show. It is

Friday, February 27, 2009

Rock Star schedule

People often ask whats the typical day for me. Some days are busier than others, but then there are those days where you wonder how or where you will get the energy to perform to the best of your abilities.

What you are about to see/read is what I call the "Rock Star schedule." the Rock Star schedule is when you have shows on top of shows on top of appearances and traveling and meetings and so much other stuff that you barely have anytime for yourself.

Welcome to 24 hours in the life of Future.....

This is Cuban and i getting ready to catch a plane to Dallas to perform in Denton Texas and Texas Womens University

here are pics from the show.......

and here is Cuban and I the morning after the show....

here is cuban being groomed before the show in ST. Pete.....

Here I am at The Lobby in ST. Pete before our gig...

Well there you have it people. A couple of ours of sleep, enough time spent in the air, 2 states, 4 cities and a ton of entertained people! Whew....maybe I will skip my work out today....naaaa


Thursday, February 26, 2009

I Wonder...

So im standing on the balcony of a high rise looking out over the city and I wonder, what is Batman thinking about while looking out over Gotham city? What is it about a bird's eye view that sends me into thought? My mind is racing through a ton of things all at once and it hits me! Is Batman wondering about the life he has chosen or the life that chose him? Does Batman feel like he is on the right path? Even with all the lives he has touched in one way or another, does he still wonder if he can do something better? Is he able to enjoy this moment knowing the next may be as ugly as this one is beautiful?


It's official! i have a serious love affair with Florida. Palm trees, the sun, the people, the winters (well what Floridians call winter). It's freakin great! I'm wearing tshirts outside in February! The Michigan winter that I left behind feels so far away right now.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009


So after all this time I have finally started a blog! I'm really feeling dumb right now, like, "why haven't I already been on this?" As eventful as my life is I should have tons of post already bringing joy and confusion to everyone who checks in on me. Well, here I am, here I be, Enjoy!