This is probably my 5th blog created. I'm not sure what inspired me to try it again. Normally I get lazy towards the end and just stop posting.
I hope with this blog not to keep folks updated with my life, but rather to keep a personal journal for myself, stored online. Allowing myself the utility to show someone a piece of my life through the ease of 'time+thought' if they ask, while keeping myself out of the public persona.
I'll post videos periodically, but mostly recaps and lyrics. Maybe suggest music. I have a lot to offer but it's up to others whether or not they will ask me to offer it. It's useless to throw your personality at someone who doesn't want to hear it. I think that would be a nuisance to other people cause I know it would annoy me.
Facebook is too public, Twitter is ridiculously too public, and Myspace has faded away.
I'm not even sure who my target audience is.
I'm not even sure I'll finish this post.
Well, to explain the title: As Good As ME, is the acronym I have given my rap/break alias A-Game. Now, you may be thinking that I'm missing the E on the end, but I'll explain it like this. I choose to keep it as As Good As ME because when I spell out my name in my verses, most often I will say it like Aye-Gee-Aimee. It may be because it's more rhythmic, or because aimee rhymes with crazy, baby, lady, lazy, etc (easier to develop complex rhyme schemes with common rhyming words like the above).
As a Hip Hop Artist, which connotes me as a competitive artist, As Good As Me fits my perspective. Through time and experience, one discovers in a competition of style that there is no best style. Nor is there a better style. Our expressions are extracted from ourselves, and the ultimate goal is freedom, not victory. Do you ==> Be Free. Remind said it in a breakvision interview: He was just trying to "get free." I can vibe with that. That's how I see things. So in the end, I simply feel that I am As Good As Me, and that's all that matters. All that matters is that I try my hardest at what I do, so I can be happy with my outcome.
Well, I find myself uninspired to write again. I was tearing up watching Singers on Britain's Got Talent, Susan Boyle did for me what Paul Potts and Connie Talbot did 2 years ago.
Peep game on homegirl. This version's sound is shitty, so you're better off going to youtube and searching "Susan Boyle" yourself.
I'll leave with this next video. I favorited this performance 1 year ago when I discovered opera's brilliance in Luciano Pavarotti, nearing the time he was passing away. RIP to a true talent.
