Mr. Fingers ‎– Outer Acid

Digital Crate Digging Continues as we get this HumpDay Extravaganza going..

Setting it off / going off getting over the hump blasting off like a Space X launch with astronauts on the way to the International Space Station; we’ll keep going..

Oh yeah!! that’s how we’re flowing, local / national / international / intergalactic ; been there and done that!!

Oh yeah!! that’s how we’re flowing not acting irrational like Wayne County Election Canvassers trying to front on Detroit about the election count; please!! the D don’t play that!!

Acting irrational like Rudy Giuliani up in Pennsylvania or Georgia with their recount interfered with by Lindsey Graham? naw!! we’re just trying to jam like Larry Graham..

Acting irrational? damned by player haters that say we’re tripping like we’re on some acid, like we had a gram!!

Damn!! I had to admit I’m listening to some house music / acid house by Larry Heard aka Mr. Fingers ‎with a track called Outer Acid..

Damn!! I had to admit I’m tripping but I haven’t dropped any acid it’s due to ways of the world / the external stimuli but at the moment I’m just chilling; but not trying to be complacent..

Minding and Tending (Part Five)

We’re taking a look around, seeing how It’s Going Down but it doesn’t amaze me..

…not so amazing Like Luther this dude can see what it do so I’m minding and tending; I’m not crazy!

…no Blazing Saddles type of comedy  dropping the good word and this sound will be the response to the madness..

Hazing? who tattles when reality is the perpetrator? jokers will learn sooner or later like that Larry Graham jam was

Another “fiddle faddles” playing around with haters like jokers out in Rockdale and Henry Counties in the Atlanta metro area still rocking the Trump Pence signs.. 

….probably believed the election was rigged like Trump ignoring the data dump aka the vote count; refusing to read the signs..

Check this out at Minding and Tending (Part Five)

The Next Chapter (The Saga / Struggle Continues) Part Four

Check us out as we proceed and continue even on this Sunday morning ; of course we’re  moving on to the next chapter..

Of course the saga  / struggle continues as long as we’re on this earth;  ending when we meet the rapture?

The ultimate end game? until then we’re caught up in the game! play on player was the advice heard from dude over in Decatur..

What’s up with it? next chapter moves are made claiming victory like Larry Graham:sooner or later..

What’s up with it? somebody said the Full Moon In Taurus will culminate it., Your dude has moves to make, plus he’s retro futuristic with it!

A  dude still shows / proves to naysayers that God will answer prayers!! blessings received? a hater thought we missed it!!

Check this out at The Next Chapter (The Saga / Struggle Continues) Part Four

What’s The Real Story? (Part Nine)

It’s going down!! damn!! now they’ve got your dude out here asking, what’s the real story?

It’s going down!! these good words are dropped, but no need to use these words against me like Lindsey Graham concerning a Supreme Court nomination; by now y’all probably heard the story..

…concerning Merrick Garland; now Ruth Bader Ginsberg needs to be replaced  but back in day O-Zone was listening to Larry Graham with Graham Central Station while rolling in the Buick Regal  dipping down Garland street  in the California and Victory Park sections in Louisville..

Plus, we were trying to start this thing up in Newburg, on default settings so we didn’t merge!!  standing on the verge of getting it on like Funkadelic? the family was paid but still no justice or peace for Breonna Taylor up in Louisville…

What’s the real story? what else can I tell ya about Louisville? reminded of the city when I saw the old school Coupe DeVille rolling down Candler Road over in Decatur…

What’s the real story? 2020 has been a rough year but some things remain the same; the  Miami  Hurricanes runs past Louisville in football and the Atlanta Falcons blow a 20 point lead,  losing to the Dallas Cowboys; what more can I tell ya?

Check this out at What’s The Real Story? (Part Nine)

Graham Central Station ‎– I Believe In You

Digital Crate Digging Continues, excuse a dude for playing it like it’s Throwback Thursday or Flashback Friday..

Actually? it’s the HumpDay Extravaganza, somebody will understand a brotha who goes back to the future!! but I gave the cash back now I’m doing things my way…

I go back, but getting over the hump type of business is still underway; as long as we’re on this earth we’ll have to deal with something…

Throwbacks? part of this digital crate digging!! treasures / gems are unearthed!! usually something that’s bumping!!

What it do? listening to some classic Graham Central Station ‎with a track called  I Believe In You…

Check out the players and a track; jamming? of course they are!! you don’t believe me? just see how they do!!

Drum Machine [Funk Box], Vocals – Chocolate

Drums – Willie Wild

Guitar – David Dynamite

Lead Vocals, Bass, Synthesizer [Arp] – Larry Graham

Organ, Vocals – Butch

Synthesizer [Solo], Clavinet, Vocals – Hershall Happiness

Graham Central Station – ‘Tis Your Kind Of Music

Digital Crate Digging Continues per Throwback Thursday!! Per  Graham Central Station  ‘Tis Your Kind Of Music!! Something funky ok!! Check out the players and the track ok?

Backing Vocals – Hershall Happiness, Larry Graham, Chocolate, Butch
      Instruments [All] – Larry Graham
Lead Vocals – Larry Graham, Chocolate

Source: THE SONIC ASSAULT!!!…..STEADY BOMBARDMENT!!!!: Graham Central Station – ‘Tis Your Kind Of Music

Excuse Me / I Beg Your Pardon PT.2

Excuse me, I beg your pardon but what are jokers starting? they’ll try to question you like Megyn Kelly..

Excuses will be made, some will skip events like Donald Trump per wars against Fox News, I heard a joker’s views so there’s not much they can tell me..

Getting over the distractions;  focused on this good word and beats that’s thump; spiritual warfare? these are weapons in the warehouse.

Suburbans with blacked out windows rolled up to intersections from the ATL to Washington to even out in Oregon; dudes were either dressed up in polo shirts and cargo pants / khakis or dressed in suits from Men’s Wearhouse.

We kept working: excuse me, I beg your pardon but we’re all up in the house!!  funk is tracked out by the brotha O-Dog.

Meanwhile O-Zone is in recovery!! excuse me, I beg your pardon but I  almost blacked out in the smoke, mirrors and fog.

Random Thoughts by O-Zone was hacked out when it was on WordPress earlier, so a brotha relocated.

The Mothership backed out!! beep!! beep!!  lights blink on the instrument panel!! The NASA Space Elevator wasn’t working among other issues and problems; on earth? I noticed not a damn thing has changed!! my peeps were still hated.

Out in Des Moines Iowa irrelevant issues are still debated by the GOP;  unlike what Larry Graham talked about sooner or later a brotha feels the backlash.

Losing my poise when dealing with a foul one? excuse me, I beg your pardon so what were they starting? demerits are issued due to critical developments.!! because I didn’t sell out I was told to give back the cash.

During these stages? I said excuse me, I beg your pardon as I continue to push envelopes like a postal worker.

Sonic strategies are developed; excuse me, I beg your pardon but I’m not going postal trying to hurt ya.