you make it easy

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Alice Smith Sings "Fool For You" & "The One" @ #Afropunk2014

Alice Smith is a singer and songwriter with a style of R&B, blues, jazz and soul. She performed live at Afropunk Festival from the Barry Commodore Park in Br...

That real, that deep That burning, that amazing, unconditional, inseparable love That feel like forever, that always emotional But still exceptional love. Can’t nobody tell me nothing, Said it is what it is. Any mistake you make I just might forgive. And right now, right now, at this very moment I still love him like I loved him then Oh I love him in and out and up and down, round and round and over and over again. So rare they swear that you don’t exist. There’s only one person I can think of make me feel like this. (Chorus) I’m a fool, such a fool for you. (Verse) That deep, that sweet, that soaking, that wet, That fire, that powerful stuff That up and that down, that front, that back, baby, I can’t seem to get enough. Uh, baby, let me do it, let me do it till I’m satisfied. Oh baby, now, right now, baby, I ain’t got no more pride(that part!!). Sweet sugar, I surrender, I don’t want no other man. Baby, you win and you ain’t never got to worry Ever got to worry, you’ll never be alone again. There’s nothing, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do. Girl he's somebody daddy, everybody know who I’m talking to. (Chorus) I’m a fool, such a fool for you. I’m a fool, such a fool for you.

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Ladies and gentlemen, meet Krystal Hardwick.  I’m biased on how great I think this woman is, because she is a dear friend of mine, but that’s not going to stop me from plugging how wonderfully, incredibly, amazingly gifted she is as an artist and vocalist.

Calling her a singer would be a disservice because her voice is her instrument, and she utilizes her vocal ability to express emotions, rhythms and sounds with an incredible skill that matches the winds, brass and strings of a symphony.

I’ve always marveled at her carefree approach to life watching her travel around the world from Europe to South America, and admired her loving and sensitive nature that tends to shine through in her lyrics and impromptu gimmicks and performances.  She is a wonderful blend of jazz, rock and world music, infused with R&B and soul, and polished with a sound of peace and love.

Words don’t really do Krystal justice.  She is a work of art that you have to see and hear in action.  If you reside in Houston, you can catch her next musical appearance in person.  For the rest of the world, we must follow her on Instagram, Facebook, Youtube & anywhere else we can find her online.

Learn more about Krystal Hardwick:

Instagram: @krystalhardwick

Facebook: Krystal Hardwick

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[ Episode #51 // Culture of Dying ]

Stephen Jenkinson joins us to talk about death and dying while describing the jobs given to us as our culture fails. John Michael Greer talks about the dynamic of cultural death.

"The culture that gave me my education, my livelihood, and so on is dying...I'm not talking about the rivers being fouled although that's certainly a piece of it, or the air, you know. I'm not talking about the wretched economic spirals and the extravagant greed that has become a part of doing business and all of those things, they're all the signs, they're not the causes...so the challenge I give to the people that come to study with me is just as follows, if the culture is dying, then what is asked of you? And the only way to talk about that is to say, 'Well what if it's your mom, or your dad? If your dad is dying, what do you do? Do you get as far away as possible as you can from it.. so that quote "you don't die"? ..but you will die. So making distance from your dying father is not going to help you. It's not going to save you from anything. It's just going to make you dumber longer. What's asked of you is that you approach. You're terrified, you're enormously distraught. You don't know what to say or do, and still you must make your feet walk to his death bed. And, that's the obligation we have if the culture we have is dying. Our job is to be a faithful witness to what is happening. So, first order of business is to don't turn your head. Don't blink. Because someday someone much younger than you is going to need to know what it looked like in the early days when things started to turn real bad and it was irreversible."

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La Seine

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All together now

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Douche Sonore

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Bboy NessTee

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Le Tempographe Sardon

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Man: Am I living or breathless in heaven ? I can't tell anymore.. Woman: I walk among the clouds I race ahead of the world Is this for real ? I have woken up ! I started dreaming again ! I wonder where I'm heading now I have woken up ! I started dreaming again ! I wonder where I'm heading now I walk among the clouds I race ahead of the world Is this for real? I am touching the sky I have stars in my feet I am touching the sky I have stars in my feet I am living a lifetime in every moment I have left the past behind !

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I like that you can hear my mom laughing

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soemtimes

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Henry Miller gives a tour of his bathroom in ‘Asleep and Awake’ 1975

  This quirky and entertaining little film Henry Miller: Asleep and Awake has the legendary author of Tropic of Cancer, Black Spring, Tropic of Capricorn and The Rosy Crucifixion trilogy giving a personal tour of the images festooned on the walls of his bathroom. Miller must have spent a lot of time in there to have pasted and pinned all the photographs, posters and mementoes that decorated the walls. He claims his bathroom became so talked about among friends that they would visit not to see him but to view his secret gallery. “People often come in here and get lost, as it were,” Miller explains. They’re in here for how long? I don’t know, and I imagine something happened that they got constipated or something. But it isn’t that, of course, they get fascinated with these pictures. I myself, to tell you the truth, spend long minutes in here viewing them all, wondering where did I get them? Why did I put them up there? They run quite a gamut from the Buddhists to the whores to the maniac who made that beautiful castle up there. In a way, again it’s very much like a…...

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I used to visit all the very gay places  Those come what may places  Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life..to get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails. The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces  With distingué traces  That used to be there you could see where they'd been washed away  By too many through the day Twelve o'clock tales.  Then you came along with your siren song  To tempt me to madness!  I thought for a while that your poignant smile was tinged with the sadness  Of a great love for me... Ah yes! I was wrong Again,  I was wrong.  Life is lonely again,  And only last year everything seemed so sure.  Now life is awful again,  A trough-full of hearts could only be a bore.  A week in Paris will ease the bite of it,  All I care is to smile in spite of it.  I'll forget you, I will  While yet you are still burning inside my brain.  Romance is MUSH,  Stifling those who strive.  I'll live a lush life in some small dive!! And there I'll be, while I rot  With the rest of those whose lives are lonely too. Written by Billy Strayhorn in 1938 My favorite version performed by Johhny Hartman and John Coltrane. Also pictured, Elvin Jones I feel like Mr. Hartman goes flat at the end, but I still love it.

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"I know that music leads the way to romance. So if I hold you in my arms, I won't dance!"

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Check out Krystal’s album: http://krystalhardwick.com/ Lyrics: Oh how foolish of me I tried so hard to believe What is this sign I’m missing Right in front of my face Or is it i choose to be blinded And see things differently

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Htown holdin' it down