Life's HUGO dude.

Life's HUGO. (Btw, HUGO is chaserss lang. for cool, Lmdaoo).

But yeaaaa man, Life's great.

Music's looking good, Thechaserss def have some nice shit in the works. Thanks to all those who supported us&Downloaded; Electric Relaxation. (Click the link to download if you didn't, =D). We found a new recording home with Chavis Chandler, a fellow member of the michigan freshmen class, who I must say is just as HUGO as we are, Stay on the lookout for Chaserss x Chavis tracks, mos def.

School's good, Finals this week. School has been relatively easy sailing, and pretty fun this trimester. Possibly moving to CMA in january, great moving seeing as how I should be able to connect with people in the music/audio-visual world. Plus, It's right down the street, Lmdaoo.

Chicks are prettydamnfuckinghelluh HUGO right now. Talking to one chick right now, Surprising? I Know. But this chick has it, ALL. Like all of it, Idk what it is, but she's IT. &I love it. She's cool, helluh good music taste, great fashion, and most of all she's productive. With the lifestyle I live, I need a chick who for the most part is just as busy as I am, so neither of us have the time to feel neglected, Adds to the trust factor. Expect to see more from Aja in the coming weeks.

So yeaa, Life's HUGO, I'll mos def keep you updated.

Much Love, CG.

HVD.

Happy Veteran's Day To You&Yours.

Take a moment out to thank those;
 Who have given up their life for and Those who are putting it on the line everyday for us.

As the world turns.

Simple updates from life as I see it.

School's good, pretty easy as of now. Chem is gonna kick my ass eventually, But I'm gonna run as long as I can. Hopefully I can keep this vibe going through the whole year. Only thing that sucks, Is there's nobody there that excels at having REAL conversations, But ehh can't have it all. Keep you updated.

Chicks would be the most perplex issue of the moment. I've always been of the mindset that "If you can't find one, Have 5." Until recently, I kinda wanna settle down, But I need someone who's willing to make concessions. Such as, we may not hang all the time, Because I may be busy with my music on the weekends, Or I may not get to call everynight, Cuss i'm tired, etc. But a chick with GOALS,. maybe not musically based, but you have a passion for something in life. Most of all I want a chick that I consider ILL. Dope music taste, ill fashion sense, and you know my lyrics. Too much to ask?

Last but not least my love, Music. This is coming together as we planned back in the summer.The jamsession was a HIT, bigger than we thought, So we're on to the next one. December 5th hopefully, The "young detroit jamsession." We'll have some acts brought back as well as some new, different ones. It'll be ILL Of course, thechsrss will be performing. We'll mos def be bringing back our hit, Saddity Chicks. I'll be performing Live water (FINALLY), feature Idk yet. Then after that, It's strictly mixtape work, We will have something ILL for you when it's all set&done.

Until next time, Stay up.

Deadland.

First off, Michigan is not the place for the experimental musician. Well at least, for NOW.

Everyone's so stuck on doing what mainstream loves, (Jerking, Autotone, Etc) that they'll kill their own thoughts just for some shit a few people will listen to. Which I can't do, It's hard to find a producer willing to simple alt. rock songs, cuss they don't have the vision to see how it's gonna turn out. Then I go listen to some cudi & get inspired, have new ideas, With no one who can make those formulate. Ehh, it's frustrating.

But hopefully, after people see that I won't let it stop, They'll come out the woodworks.

Much love.

Something i noticed.

Good luck chuck&Everyday jay.

I often think about the beginning of the highlife movement.

Me&Dino both had the dream to put together a group of MI teens to eventually rule the world.

Through it all, additions, subtractions, multiplications, and divisions.

We're still here.

&I must say;

Man, We put together ONE HELLUHVA TEAM.

Much Love, JETSMAYNE.

FUCKKKKKYEEAAAAABWOIIIII!

The day has arrived mayne.

All my life showcase TONIGHT.

Me, jae, dino.

Alsooooo denire&youngflycapitol.

WSU Community Arts Building.

495 Ferry Mall.

Red carpet @5, Show @ 6, $7.

Just lemmmmmeeeee know!

"it started off with poems, kinda like my psalms.

evolved to the point i'm writing SHIT in my palm."

Muchlove, JETSMAYNE.

Quote of the moment.

"I'd rather people take my message&form it to their life, Than take my message and try&change their ways to fit it."

-None other than Chuck Jetsetter.

Dude.

I gave you six months, about 4 thousand hours.

&All it takes was a few minutes, to just pin it

all on me, cuss see, i'm mistake prone, can't hold my own.

But I held on as long as i could, so it'd be nice, exit right like you should.

BTW, Song of the moment;

Heartbreaker By Shawn Chrystopher, "A City With No Seasons."

Quote of the moment;

"when one apple falls, two more bloom. deal with the may rain, proceed with the june moon."

Much Love, JETSMAYNE.

Honest though.

I'm about to speak on some shit I REALLY know alot about, chicks.

Lmdao.

Shit's complicated, but then it's really not at the same time. Confusing righh?

So i'm like 2,3 months removed from my last relationship, Nicole. Shit with her was like perfect, then other times, like wtf-filled. But it was like, when we were together, she was the only person I like wanted. When we weren't, she wasn't, THAT SIMPLE. I'm not one to dwell on shit people kill, honest though. Cuss she was like the person who kept me grounded when HL was REALLY ON THE COME-UP, like real shit. She listened. But hey, I guess all things come to an end. Now we don't talk, but shit happens.

So here I am now, I'm not about to make this shit sound all sappy. I'm not battered&bruised, I'm on the grind. There's been chicks here&there, but it's like none seem to have the right components to last over like 2 weeks. Call me picky, lmdao. But it's like, I need a chill chick. Like, it could even get to the point where she became my girlfriend, but like i wanna chill ass girl. Like a chick that will be there while I'm on my grind. who won't bitch if maybe we don't talk alot one day, cuss i'm working. Like a chick that even if she doesn't understand what exactly I'm doing, since I'm doing it, she's behind me 100%. The one "out there reppin' like a mascot", as drake said. The one that when i come home, I can vent to about bullshit of the day. The one who realizes that yeaa, I'm an asshole, But i listen.

Here's some shit that kinda inspired the whole post;

that's dino's girlfriend, ay'sia.

You might say, this is just a regular picture.

EXACTLY!

They didn't have to be sucking each other's face, to show love&shit. Like a chill session, realllll shit. Like when the chick realizes that she can be in nothing but a tee&jogging pants, and you still think she's the hottest thing out there. That to me, is what love is. Shit's not always about kissing, touching, fucking. It's about having a bestfriend in that person, that you genuinely love to spend time with.

"I'm just looking for someone to get the message to, like kid cudi said,something like my superboo."

It's been awhile blog, whass really good?

It's a quote that over time has really started to make sense. Don't say i lose any points for this;

"Back then, ya`ll didn't want me. Now i'm hot, ya`ll all on me." -Mike jones of course.

But I wanna put my own twist one it;

"Back then, ya`ll wanted me. Now i'm on the come-up, ya`ll can't be found."

Cuss i mean it's like;

back when all I did was talk shit, &go out with chicks. Before all the music, magazine, clothing line. When i was just a regular kid who talked shit&hung out, i had all the friends. Let me remind, I'm still the same person. Like had too many friends to count, too many numbers that never got used.

Now it's like;

People think like, "he's rapping, doing the magazine, clothing line, modeling, HE'S DOING TOO MUCH. need to go tf down somewhere." These are the same people who I'd say i was the COOLEST with. Now it's like, cuss i'm actually doing something MAJOR, you can't handle it? I was mad willing just to take you on the ride. Now, i wouldn't even call a cab for that ass, lmdao. honest though. &It's like, I have a circle of a few friends, no more do I have diff classifications for people, cuss I'm realizing they're NOT REAL.

&As goes for my music, check the feedback;

"Tearirra Coleman

It's Good to C ur rap n About whats real n these streetz, it's crazy bcus u could put lyrics together about what's going on n life, alot of people is feeling ur lyrics bcus it's true, its CUTE to c a Young Intelligent DUDE That's speaking what's real. keep going bcus if rapp n is what u want to do n life, U will GET FAR, I Like.... I give it 2 THUMBS Up"

PS; although the ebonics confused the shit out of me, I think it was a compliment. Lmadaooooo.

"Jay Fortune I felt like I was watching story tellers. I like it.

I actually prefer this.
"I'm in the house rocking levis I'm not an outsider."
Talented."

So when you ask me who i do this for, the answer you should already know.

Are you proud?

So yesterday I wrote a rhyme for my momz, check it out;

i'm tired of seeing copywrighted statuses, but i guess i'm overeacting.
cuss the only things that matter is;the ends you make&the things you did.
&i've had these dreams since a little kid, used to promise my mamma a bigger crib.
&a nicer car, living somewhere out in a burb real far.
all this to make her proud, so she won't have to worry about people looking when she says she loves her son outloud.
like she could put her name out a cloud, &i can just sit there&say out loud;
that's my momz&i'm proud.
to say, that she was there every step of the way.
of knotch of the journey, from the glory to the gurney.
Something like my best, dreamed of being her ernie.
she used to call me something like her little bernie mac.
cuss i kept laughing on some real shit, and that's a fact.
remember when she used to ask me about different girl she'd hear about, she'd put her ear to phone, like bring em out.
she met a few chicks that i'd chill with on the daily, tried to question them like her name was carson daley.
but lately, we've been at odds greatly.
cuss i been running out here with these little ladies.
you're like oh god, what if he has a baby.
you're scared as shit cuss you know, you&gma not the only ladies, calling me baby.
It's crazy.
how everything turns majestic like purple haze be.
But I'm going to end this by asking you are you proud?
&Are you at the point where you can say it out loud?
Or do i need to keep sifting threw my flaws, to get it perfect like a painting by KAWS.
&once you're gone, who's gonna make that morning call?
I'd rather fall, off the face of the earth.
then try to face the worth of living life without you.
Leaves me a sour taste, like an off-brand.


dear momz, are you proud?

Dear dad, note to my father.

the only thing my dad ever taught me, was who i didn't want to be.
sometimes we look at each other, and he says;
"damn, you look just like me."
now see, i hate to be a spitting image.
makes me feel like i'm a gimmick.
if you were a book, i wish my mom would've skimmed it.
&just walked on by, instead of becoming interested cause you dressed real fly.
eh, but that was the 70's, you had on bellbottoms and an afro.
30 years later, look @ them, like "wtf do i need those fa?"
&i just laugh, cuss the shit tickles my soul.
to know that is true, good people go COLD.
which is what you left me in for those 5 years that you left.
&my momz was my right hand, taught me to be the best man,
possible, &now it's highly probable that i'm unstoppable.
now if my dreams come true, when i get that first grammy, it'll be no thanks to you.


dear dad.