Back at home… – Bomani Jones

March 11, 2005

…Houston, that is. But business…the column’s on Fiddy this week. Enjoy, even though I haven’t even seen the finished version yet. This should be fun, though.
Well, lemme tell you about Houston…

…you can go home again, but that don’t mean you’ll know anyone when you get there. I think I have three Houston phone numbers out of 190 in my cell phone. And really, I’m sorta okay with that. However, how did tha thappen? Oh yeah, that happens when you move and don’t stay in touch with people. Not always the best move, but that’s another story for another today. Tonight, I’ll get into some of that good nightlife. Thusday, Seuss and I were supposed to go to some spot called M Bar, but we found out it was Paul Wall’s birthday, and that’s where he’s having his party. I haven’t seen Paul in seven years, and I’m pretty sure tonight wasn’t the night to hang with him, his friends, and the million jokers that will masquerade as one of his friends. Plus, buddy wouldn’t know me on sight no more. And were it not for the ostentatious mouth full of stones he’s got, I wouldn’t know him either. However, he’s the blingingest white boy this side of Liberace these days, so I could pick him out in the dark.
But as this week goes on–I’ll be here for eight days–I’ll give you more updates on how things are going. This could be pretty interesting on a number of levels.
But yo, when is the G Code Constitutional Convention? Can someone throw some dates out there?

Comments


George Kelly

I sure wish you could swing through Austin for a minute. How rare is it that we're in the same state?

Kirk

You've got 190 phone numbers? Who in the hell do you call? Please tell me 75 of those are pizza joints. In my pretty much uninformed opinion, seems like 50 is fading fast and is trying to keep his head above water. If the third album isn't a classic, I wonder where he'll end up on the all time list of fastest rise-to-fastest falls?

Elizabeth

Paul Wall, the people's champ? I can definitely relate to the home thing. I'm flying home next week. When I'm in the land of cotton, I can't find many of my people. A lot of them fell off and some of them slid out of the picture gradually, but it's enough that my folks are still there. Home is still where my heart is. And now for Fiddy...He has soooo fell off. I am not interested enough to bootleg his cd or even listen to it. Did you catch his interview with Sway on MTV? I think I figured it out...he's really simply nuts. Moving into Mike Tyson's old house couldn't possibly help his sanity. As for The Game, it is boring to listen to 18 tracks of the same lyrics over different beats, no matter how saavy the production. On the up side, his personality is way more attractive than that of 50. He has plenty of room to grow and a respect of the music and the artists who were more talented, did it better and made the way for him to be where he is. (Though I wish he'd quit spouting their names constantly throughout also). I predict that lyrically his sophomore cd will be a major improvement...if he can stay alive to release/record it.

Elizabeth

Oh and 190 numbers? I guess you never can tell which will come in handy, cuz I know you ain't using 'em.