DJ DarkSide here, hitting you with some of Ghost’s favorite summer jams…
Don’t know about y’all, but it’s been pretty damn hot here, and all I can think about is chilling poolside with an adult beverage and looking at the bikinis….anyone else?
(Yes, yes, and Hell Yes!!!! That last one is an oldie, but that’s what a real woman should look like. No ribs visible…you get that, you skinny little skeleton b*tches?)
Song number one goes back a little bit for me…a back in high school jam, but a classic if you ask this Ghost:
Riding around in your Jeep or your Benzos….nope…just the Jeep for this Ghost. ;-)
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The next one flashes forward a bit and I remember hitting pretty big when I was in college:
Never been a part of Summertime in the LBC, but Snoop Highly recommends it!
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Now, if you’ve been following Ghost at all, you know that he listens to a lot of different music…but Country is his least favorite…seriously, Ghost used to write 20 page papers in college listening to Tchaichovsky and The NutCracker Suite…so, Country is really down there a bit…but this next guy is angling to be this generation’s Jimmy Buffet….if there isn’t a Kenny Themed Island resort in the next decade, I’d be surprised.
But anyway, here you go, some Country music from the Ghost…love that Yoohoo in the glass bottle..to my friends going on float trip next month, this one’s for you!
Shifting back to my high school days, I think one of the reasons that rap music used to be a lot better is because of things like this video. These guys came from neighborhoods that I could recognize. These are places that “real” people might live. Rap today is all about whips and cribs and cash….stupid amounts of cash. I understand being pissed off that your neighborhood seems like a black hole that you aren’t ever going to escape. I understand that rage and anger, and the party in this video…where the entire fridge is filled with 40′s…yeah, been places like that…Never seen a bottle of Cristal. So here you go…..A little Dre to brighten your day:
Wrapping us up, we’re digging back a bit. This cat left his rock group and definitely didn’t do much afterwards. This remake is one of about three tolerable songs during his solo period. Now, Ghost doesn’t play favorites….but his favorite girls have always been Midwest/Mountain State girls…Ghost’ll have to get out to the coasts a bit more before he renders a verdict, but this song definitely picks a favorite place to pick up chicks:
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Well, y’all. Enjoy your summer, cause pretty soon you know you’ll be b*tching about scraping windows and the white stuff.
DJ Ghost here for WGST radio….broadcasing from the middle of the good old U. S. of A.
Been awhile, and I’ve been slacking on my posts….if you haven’t heard, I’ve been fighting this auto-immune disorder/neurological condition called Myasthenia Gravis…and it blows.
Anyway, I’m here to play music and not b*tch, so here goes:
Song number 5 today is a dedication to my LDoC…the Little Demons of Chaos. Can’t wait to take you guys to see this sequel. We had a really good time at the first movie.
Song number two, well…I’m including this one. Sometimes in life, things happen…and you’re different afterwards. I know some people have been dealing with a lot here lately…deaths in the family, changes in jobs, moving, illnesses…this song kind of speaks to me. Maybe you’ll find it soothing as well.
Red, Never Be the Same
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This next song goes out to anyone who’s ever screwed up….and someone has tried to control you with that failure. No matter how big your screw up, there is redemption for us all. Never let someone use guilt to control you. You can do better, and it DOES MATTER! Never let someone tell you that you’re broken and beyond repair…because that’s bullsh*t!!!
Skillet, Forgiven
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Given the elections around the corner, I have to play this one. You know how to tell when a politician is lying?
His mouth is moving.
Get to the local DMV. Get registered. Get educated. Vote.
Mine is for Ron Paul, even if I have to write it the f*ck in!!!
Nine Inch Nails, Head Like a Hole
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That brings us to song number 1…
This dedication is to my condition…MG, like this Korn song regarding the music “industry”….my incurable, quasi-treatable friend…Y’all wanna see Ghost lay down?…F*ck that!!!
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Ten til 7pm….every damn night… That’s when these little thougthful emails are sent… I’ve received nearly 100+ of these in the past year.
Never any suggestions…like, we really liked it…little more experience…or get THIS certification….or just bugger off…we don’t like you and never will! Anything….sh*t….
Just one more reason…I’m going to scrape together my pennies…and open my bar…
A few years of this…I’ll build up my 401k…cash that bad boy out and open up Ghost’s Pub and Spirits….okay…that’s a rough working title….but it’s gonna happen.
Doubt me…that usually doesn’t work well for folks…I’m really smart…and never know when to quit…like 25 straight hours of drinking last weekend…(Witnesses…I’m a juggernaut…)
Anyway…I’ll keep plugging away…
Ain’t nuthin’ gonna break-a Ghost’s stride….ain’t nuthin’ gonna slow Ghost down! Oh, no!!! We gots to keep on movin’!!!!
What’s up, Ghost fans? How about this weather? Yeah, it’s getting hotter…..I hate it too.
(Dammit…I see you up there sun…I still got the night…biotch!)
What’s that? The title? What do you mean? Of COURSE she would date Ghost. She doesn’t know what she’s missing out on. Of COURSE I’m serious. Fine…I’ll give you ten perfectly good reasons why she should then!
(I’d totally chat her up if I saw her in public….Wanna bet?)
10)Hollywood relationships fail harder than the average…
Now, while the current divorce rates are somewhere between 50 and 60%, and I could find no actual statistics for celebrity divorce…..everyone KNOWS that this is a fact….just go with it.
So best case, it’s a fifty-fifty proposition. Those aren’t bad odds….(we totally aren’t getting into the numbers of marriages between people who have previously been divorced..Somebody grab Prodigy and tie him up and lock him in the back….that fricking guy would do the research and give us like some damn 17% success rate or something.)
…Take a look at Matt Damon. He’s married to a TEACHER! Famous actor…regular gal. They’re doing great. I won’t even bother to rattle off the list of failed rockstar/actor/actress/model pairings.
9) Ghost is older. He appreciates things more than a young guy…but not super creepy like those really old guys who have been chasing after you…<cough, Sean Penn, cough-cough>… Scarlett turns 28 this year, and Ghost just turned 35. Not a bad age difference at all.
(Bad Spicoli! <Water Bottle spray to the face> Bad! Go chase Demi Moore…we hear she’s available.)
According to this study, divorce rates are at their lowest when the man is between two and ten years older than the woman. The age difference is solidy in these parameters. Given Ghost’s dazzling youthful appearance, and the propensity of the men in his family to age well, Scarlett would look perfectly in place alongside such a dashing chap with rogueish good looks! (Okay, nice stat drop there Prodigy…you can join us again.)
8) The dimple. Yeah…we can’t show it. It’s that amazing. The sideways grin and dimple combo is lethal. We have enough trouble with stalkers as is. Hell, the eyes usually get them started.
We know he’s prone to wearing t-shirts, cargo shorts and ball caps…but you should see him in a sport coat and tie…he cleans up very nicely.
7) Ghost is longterm material. He’s not afraid to commit…done it twice already. Two relationships over 7 years under his belt…That beats out most Hollywood types for sure! That being said…Ghost has a good job with a large company. I’m not sure what kind of medical and dental that the Actor’s Guild is offering these days, but Ghost has some pretty good benefits where he works! He’s also not interested in your money. He’ll sign whatever pre-nup you’re needing…..should you get that far…
I mean…you’d have to get past the dating standards set up by his “Big Sisters” (Ms. Voodoo and Ms. F.O.B.) well before you could ever even discuss marriage with Ghost. Dye your hair red…and the Ghost’s brother the Beast will allow you to BUY ghost….seriously, he’d let you hog-tie him and steal him for that matter.
(You want to tie him up…drag him off to some secret location and torture him…sounds good to me. —The Beast)
6) Ghost is a smart, funny, all-around great guy… Good looking enough to keep you interested…not too good looking where you might be worried that he might stray. Loved by everyone…well, almost…excluding a couple of former flames…but one previously married to Ghost is even coming around.
No worries about him running off with a younger co-starlet…<cough, Ryan D-bag Reynolds, cough-cough>.
Seriously…why was everyone so pissed at Brad Pitt for running off with Angelina, but where was the outrage for Scarlett? Bullsh*t, if you ask me.
(Why is this one a homewrecker?……….But this one isn’t?)
5) Ghost is family material. He has kids. You don’t have to worry about having a Nicole Kidman happen to you. When a very successful and beautiful actress marries a much less successful guy, he leaves her to have kids with a younger woman. Never happening here. Plus….if you want kids..Ghost is a proven commodity. Great looking, high spirited and intelligent offspring. Great Breeder!
(Sorry babe….I gotta find someone more my talent level…plus she doesn’t think my Science pseudo-religion is quackery!)
4) When Ghost gets his own movie….Scarlett can play herself! The opportunity to write her own part! Just saying…wanna get even with an ex? I’m all for creative detail editing. (See point #6.)
3) Ghost is a celebrity too. He knows literally thousands of people…has his own Facespace page with almost three dozen ‘Like’s'….he would totally fit in with all of your famous friends. Hell, this past year, he met Wes from Puddle of Mudd (Although, Wes appeared quite out of it…and probably doesn’t remember it) and talked his way onto the Adelita’s Way tour bus to get his then girlfriend’s CD case autographed by everyone in the band. (What’s up Rob and Rick? Definitely gonna catch you guys again this year! This time, I’ll plan ahead and get the day off and we’ll totally get that pizza and party. Not name dropping or anything…
(Don’t think this cat could remember his name when I met him….)
A couple of highlights: “When Sagittarius and Aquarius join together in a love match, Aquarian ideals and Sagittarian knowledge combine to make them a creative and unique couple. This partnership is uninhibited, and while it can get competitive with these two, there’s never a dull moment! Underneath any romantic overtone, there exists a great friendship; their Signs are two apart and this tends to give them an ability to communicate well as well as an excellent rapport. Both are idealistic and excited about life, and together they enjoy great times. Together, the two can fly without fear of falling.”
“They are both loyal and devoted to one another, and they can get past a lot together.”
“What’s the best aspect of the Sagittarius-Aquarius relationship? It’s their ability to resolve difficult issues when they put their hearts in the matter. Mutable Fire and Fixed Air cover all the bases: These partners can stick with an idea once it’s firmly implanted. Their formidable combination makes theirs a relationship of outward motion as well as inward depth.”
Doesn’t that sound like some destiny/fate/fairy-tale stuff?…..Who wouldn’t want to take a shot at that?
1) Ghost is single. Strike while the window is still open…past history suggests that there are many women at work…even at this very moment…to get Ghost off the single’s market A.S.A.P….
Carpe Diem, Scarlett….Carpe Diem…
Just saying…Ghost is one of a kind…
(Some of these chicks are kinda crazy….Please save me from them….Please????)
(The Storm Troopers can only keep them away for so long.)
Well ladies….this really is going to be an R&B day…
What’s the point of R&B? Make the ladies want sex. Some old school crooners had the art down. You tell a girl how you feel….really well. You tell her how much you think about her. You tell her that you could….but would be miserable as hell without her in your life. You tell her all that sh*t again. Done deal. Do it 8 different times, and you’ve got an R&B album.
Today….f*cking amateurs…and you ladies fall for this shit.
What passes for R&B today is basically porn. It gets the juices flowing, but in three weeks, you’ll be over it….and some new song will be out that gets you in the mood. But these Old school mutherf*ckers could make you want a man….reeeaaaalllllyyyyy want a MAN!!! You could break out an old school track today…..and you’d be stunned. Play that sh*t ANYTIME. You find the most jaded, man-hating woman on the planet….and these old school pimps will crack that ice….and MAKE HER BELIEVE.
So today, I’m gonna compare the two eras. You tell me who’s better at it.
First up, the new kids on the block…representing current R&B: Usher
Now this song is in my mp3 library…and it’s hot. The difference is the LEVEL of desire. Usher gets the panties wet….but these old school pimps get past the physical lust and to the heart….they make a girl LOSE HER DAMN MIND for a man. Poetry. They speak to the heart…not just the naughty bits….wanna know why you can’t get the fairy tale? Because you gotta go THIS deep.
Representing the Heavy-weight champs to defend the title….Lenny Williams.
I dare you to listen to this whole thing….and NOT want to find love….I dare you.
This song has been described as the greatest love song of ALL TIME. If you watched the Original Kings of Comedy, Steve Harvey talks about how this mutherf*cker loves this damn woman SO much, that he cried through the whole damn record…He REALLY loves this damn woman….not just wanting to get in her pants….he desires HER…all of her.
Read the lyrics….make your call:
Lil Freak —Usher
Aye girl yeah you da business
So what the business?
Don’t be shy
I’m just talkin’ to you girl
Aye ma, yo where yo man at?
I know you got that
Cause you too fine to be single out here girl
Yo buddy done fucked up
I’ll swoop this girl up
and what I’m bout to do
He’ll feel I did him wrong
Cause I’m bout go have a ménage
With this lady and some freaks at the bar
who like fuckin’ with a star
I told her
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
You go get some girls and
Bring em to me
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
You’ll let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
Be my little freak
Be my little freak
Let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
Let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
Aye girl, I see you like that
You gettin’ excited
And you rockin’ like a pro wit it girl
By the way, you got right on it
With the chick you wanted
And now you in the corner kissin’ on a girl
I-I I’m bout to have a ménage with these here ladies
Lookin’ little freaks at the bar
Lookin for a star
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
You go get some girls and
Bring em to me
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
You’ll let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
Be my little freak
Be my little freak
Let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
Let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
[Nicki Minaj:]
Excuse me little mama
But you could say I’m on duty
I’m lookin’ for a cutie
A real big o’ ghetto booty
I really like your kitty kat
And if you let me touch her
I know you’re not a bluffer
I’ll take you to go see Usher
I keep a couple hoes
Like Santa I keep a vixen
Got that dasher, dancer, prancer
Dixen, comet, cupid, Donner, BLITZEN!
I’m hotter than 100 degrees
A lotta bread, no sesame seeds
If I’m in yo city
I’m signin them tig ol bitties
I’m plottin on how I can take Cassie away from Diddy
The girls want a Minaj
Yeah they wetta than a Rainmen
Usher buzz me in,
EVERYBODY LOVES RAYMOND!
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
You go get some girls and
Bring em to me
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
You’ll let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
Be my little freak
Be my little freak
Let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
If you fuckin’ with me
Really fuckin’ with me
Let her put her hands in your pants
Be my little freak
‘Cause I Love You — Lenny Williams
Girl, you know I love you
No matter what you do
And I hope you understand me
Every word I say is true, ’cause I love you’
Baby, I’m thinkin’ of you
Tryin’ to be more of a man for you
And I don’t have much of riches
But we gonna see it through, ’cause I love you
Some men need lots of women
For their passions to feel
But I want only you, girl
If it’s in, if it’s in, if it’s in Lord’s will, ’cause I, ’cause I love you
I, I, I love you, baby
With all my heart and soul, oh, oh, oh
I love you
I need you
I want you
I need you
Oh, oh, oh, your love makes me grow stronger
It keeps goin’ on, oh, baby, I’m glad I found you
I just love to be around you, oh, baby
You’ve been so good to me, oh, baby, oh, oh, oh
You know, one time things got so bad until
I had to go to one of my friends and talk to him
And I told him, I said, “You know
I’m having problems with the woman that I love
It seems that I call her on the phone and I, I just can’t get her to answer
And then I went to her house and I saw a car parked in the driveway
I knocked on the door, but still my knocks went unanswered
And then I went home and I, I watched television until television went off
And then I played my records until I just didn’t want to hear them
Anymore and finally I went to bed
But I found myself waking up a few hours later
And the tears were running down my face” And my friend told me
He said, “Lenny, you just oughta forget about her”
But I told my friend, I said, “You know, maybe you’ve never been in love
Like I’ve been in love, and maybe you’ve never felt the things that I’ve felt”
But this is what I told my friend
I said, “You know, sometimes you get lonely
You get lonely, you get lonely”
Oh, oh, oh and I cry, I cry
Oh, oh, oh
And the tears would fill up in the wells, in the wells of my eyes, oh baby
And then it got so bad, it got so bad
Till one time I thought I’d roll myself up in a big ol’ ball and die
And then I met you, darlin’ and you smiled at me
Oh, oh, it was such a pretty smile, yes, it was
And you reached out your hand
You helped me, you helped me, you helped, oh
I’m glad, baby, I’m glad, baby, oh, oh, oh, baby
10) Dammit, Netflix! Why won’t the last 5 minutes of The Lincoln Lawyer play? Fix that sh*t!
9) Did I just read that right? On Facespace….did that chick who set a record for whining about men and drama in her life, just complain that other people’s status updates were annoying? Wow….f*cking wow.
8) When I’m talking, shut the f*ck up. If you ask me a question….stop talking and listen to me. It’s called respect.
7) Gas pump…F*ck you! Two times, you worthless son of a b*tch!!!
6) Deer. Get the f*ck back in the damn woods!!!! It’s bad enough when you cross the road, quit f*cking playing in the street like we did as kids playing kickball.
5) Politicians….kill yourself. In Japan, you would have been so terribly shamed by the performance of our economy and country that you would have fallen on your sword. Have some honor…do us all a favor…and just die.
4) Dear Cubs fans….God bless you….I’m already laughing….I can’t even finish this rant….you’re just too damn funny!
3) Dear NFL…we don’t give a sh*t about bounties….in fact…we think they’re kind of cool.
2) Nancy Grace….go back to hell. Nobody gives a sh*t about Whitney Houston’s will. While I’m at it…EVERY NEWS STATION…f*cking turn off your broadcasts….you’re worthless.
1) Rhianna….you suck. Take Chris Brown and get the f*ck out…now!
It’s the beginning of another week….so you know what that means…yep, new song for the week, and new personal improvement project. Here’s your song for the week, and it kicks off the R&B/Rap Month here for Ghost…(Contrary to Black Sabbath’s declaration that this is Metal March.)
LL Cool J is a pimp…plain and simple. This dude’s voice has making the ladies…well…you know what this dude does to them….Then he goes and teams up with Boys II Men? You know they love this one fellas. Without a doubt.
Is it dumb that I got really excited that Korn decided to follow me on Twitter? I’m sure they sort of just follow people who follow them to a degree, but I got that email and was pumped! Hell yeah!!! Just in case someone there is reading…Love your stuff guys, Narcissistic Cannibal is awesome. Right up there with Coming Undone and Twisted Transistor for me. They’re @Korn on the Twitspot.
Anyway, I still have no idea what personal project I’m going to work on this week….Any suggestions?
What do you mean,
“I don’t believe in God”?
I talk to him everyday.
What do you mean,
“I don’t support your system”?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean,
“I can’t get to work on time”?
I got nothing better to do.
And, what do you mean,
“I don’t pay my bills”?
Why do you think I’m broke? Huh?
If there is the new way,
I’ll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean,
“I hurt your feelings”?
I didn’t know you had any feelings.
What do you mean,
“I ain’t kind”?
I’m just not your kind.
What do you mean,
“I couldn’t be president of the U.S.A.”?
Tell me something, it’s still
“We the people,”right?
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells…
Peace sells…
Peace sells…, but who’s buying?
Peace sells…, but who’s buying?
Peace sells…, but who’s buying?
Peace sells…, but who’s buying?
No, peace sells…
(Not sure why some of these embeds aren’t working. Kick ass video really. Check it out.)
Every great society is built on the backs of slaves or abused peoples. When there becomes a shortage of people to exploit, societies collapse. Greed is a basic human trait. Peace on Earth will never happen…it can’t. Somewhere, one asshole will ruin it for everyone.
We did this experiment at a church summer camp once. It was supposed to teach the value of teamwork and communication. You broke up into groups of four and you were given these rules for this game. Whoever amassed 20 points, got 20 bucks. You had to vote A or B. For each scenario, each person was awarded or penalized points. 1 A, 3Bs got the A person like 4 points, -2 for each B person. Like that. You only had like two minutes to discuss strategy and then after that you couldn’t talk. You’d always start out good. People would vote the way they were supposed to and you’d rotate around who was getting docked points, but the system would always keep you from getting ahead. So, someone would screw the group and vote in a way that got them more points. Then it would be everyone for themselves. The only way to get to 20 points is for everyone to take the lowest payout, which was everyone voting A and receiving 1 point….but that temptation to throw a B vote and take home the 4 pts would pop up every time.
Bottom line…Why don’t Presidents/Princes/Wealthy fight the war? Why do they always send the poor? Cause we’ll screw each other over for the promise of greater spoils….period…end of story…or rather, the beginning of the same story…over and over and over….
Ghost out….
Lyrics:
“B.Y.O.B.”
WHY DO THEY ALWAYS SEND THE POOR!
Barbarisms by Barbaras
With pointed heels.
Victorious, victories kneel.
For brand new spankin’ deals.
Marching forward hypocritic
And hypnotic computers.
You depend on our protection,Yet you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the table cloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Blast off, it’s party time,
And we don’t live in a fascist nation,
Blast off, it’s party time,
And where the f*ck are you?
Where the f*ck are you?
Where the f*ck are you?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X4]
Kneeling roses disappearing,
Into Moses’ dry mouth,
Breaking into Fort Knox,
Stealing our intentions,
Hangars sitting dripped in oil,
Crying FREEDOM!
Handed to obsoletion,
Still you feed us lies from the tablecloth.
La la la la la la la la la,
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine.
Everybody’s going to the party have a real good time.
Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun
Where the f*ck are you!
Where the f*ck are you!
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor?
Why don’t presidents fight the war?
Why do they always send the poor? [X3]
Why, do, they always send the poor [X3]
They only send the poor [x2]
