<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685</id><updated>2012-02-02T09:37:30.433-05:00</updated><category term='Quote'/><category term='Book Review'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Music Review'/><title type='text'>VLSphoto: the art &amp; culture of inspiration</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is what inpsires me:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5035179110340046017</id><published>2012-02-02T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:37:30.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Power is the ability to define someone's reality and have that person accept that definition as if it were their own."&lt;/strong&gt; - from the movie "Hidden Colors"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5035179110340046017?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5035179110340046017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5035179110340046017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5035179110340046017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5035179110340046017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/02/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4599064403571689117</id><published>2012-01-27T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:10:07.718-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossoms, goes on as fruit. - Dawna Markova&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4599064403571689117?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4599064403571689117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4599064403571689117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4599064403571689117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4599064403571689117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-will-not-die-unlived-life.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7104100955522672385</id><published>2012-01-20T15:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:11:20.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>At Random - 3 Movies Me &amp; My Son Watched 1 Wkend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zbVUsvOmQA/TxnNG-_WeeI/AAAAAAAABnE/ibavN9w2PW4/s1600/I-AM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699812323285694946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zbVUsvOmQA/TxnNG-_WeeI/AAAAAAAABnE/ibavN9w2PW4/s400/I-AM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last weekend for the Martin Luther King Jr. three day holiday I decided to sit down with my 10 year old son Saturday, Sunday and Monday to watch three important movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st one was called "I Am" by Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shadyac&lt;/span&gt;. It was about the nature of mankind and what we could do to shape the future in a balanced, positive way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Saturday mornings viewing. So while my son ate his breakfast we sat and watched this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qzC-ThrER4/TxnNCj44U3I/AAAAAAAABm4/ziMKxzYN5MI/s1600/Hidden%2BColors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699812247291319154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qzC-ThrER4/TxnNCj44U3I/AAAAAAAABm4/ziMKxzYN5MI/s400/Hidden%2BColors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday morning, before football we watched "Hidden Colors" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tariq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nasheed&lt;/span&gt;, about the positive influences and history of African peoples in Europe, Asia and the Americas, and how this knowledge has been largely untold and kicked under the carpet in Western education and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3w6Ik2Urho/TxnM-4MeBII/AAAAAAAABms/AU7I5-AqkhQ/s1600/the-tree-of-life-trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699812184022713474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N3w6Ik2Urho/TxnM-4MeBII/AAAAAAAABms/AU7I5-AqkhQ/s400/the-tree-of-life-trailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's viewing happened in the afternoon. My beloved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; had lost the weekend before, and my Saints had lost Saturday, but I was happy that my hometown team - the Giants - whooped up on the Green Bay Packers; but this had taken a toll on me, so when I started watching this slow moving movie with my son, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ghabe&lt;/span&gt;. I was feeling sleepy, so I napped while he stayed up and did his homework and watched this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up an hour and a half later to find him rewinding a few parts of the film. When he realized I was awake, he called out to me - "Daddy come here, watch this part." Many of them were the most dramatic scenes of the movie. He asked questions after seeing all three, but this one he related to in a way that he hadn't with the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'm glad I let him watch them and in a few years I'll get these movies again to see if he enjoys and learns even more from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7104100955522672385?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7104100955522672385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7104100955522672385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7104100955522672385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7104100955522672385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-random-3-movies-me-my-son-watched-1.html' title='At Random - 3 Movies Me &amp; My Son Watched 1 Wkend'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zbVUsvOmQA/TxnNG-_WeeI/AAAAAAAABnE/ibavN9w2PW4/s72-c/I-AM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1762488551630330483</id><published>2012-01-17T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:01:14.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - 30 Americans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLNElvQ9W-4/TxV_HyWAFvI/AAAAAAAABmg/vm6y_0NBZ54/s1600/header.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698600675257095922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 65px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLNElvQ9W-4/TxV_HyWAFvI/AAAAAAAABmg/vm6y_0NBZ54/s400/header.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out the "30 Americans" art show at the Corcoran in Washington, D.C. before it closes mid-February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corcoran.org/30americans/"&gt;http://www.corcoran.org/30americans/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1762488551630330483?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1762488551630330483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1762488551630330483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1762488551630330483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1762488551630330483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/01/at-random-30-americans.html' title='At Random - 30 Americans'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLNElvQ9W-4/TxV_HyWAFvI/AAAAAAAABmg/vm6y_0NBZ54/s72-c/header.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1520994394299945742</id><published>2012-01-06T15:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:10:31.630-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review - How To Write A Book Proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXV7IwyALy4/TwdZDffUkoI/AAAAAAAABmU/9znRcn-q1t0/s1600/how-to-write-a-book-proposal-michael-larsen_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694618170360631938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXV7IwyALy4/TwdZDffUkoI/AAAAAAAABmU/9znRcn-q1t0/s400/how-to-write-a-book-proposal-michael-larsen_medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to Write a Book Proposal,&lt;/em&gt; by Michael Larsen&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;280 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pgs&lt;/span&gt;. published by Writer's Digest Books 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to an Exposure Group, black photographer's group, meeting here in D.C. a few years ago and heard Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Miccolo&lt;/span&gt; Johnson speak about how he prepared his book &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Soul Sanctuary &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for publication. And he said one of his first resources was this book on how to get a book published. I picked up both "Soul Sanctuary" and this book, read both and shelved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I got serious about getting a book of photography published, so I went into my library and pulled this joint off the shelf. Luckily I'd already highlighted and dog-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eared&lt;/span&gt; the most important parts. Upon reading the book again, I found new wisdom I hadn't noticed before. What struck me most about this book, was how damn thorough it was. Basically the author takes you by the hand and leads you with gentle authority through the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His prose is open, optimistic, but also realistic. He says in no uncertain terms - if you want to successfully publish and promote your book you will need to do a real work. Quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possibly&lt;/span&gt; more work than it took to write or compile the book in the first place. Prepare yourself for rejection and to jump through hoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this challenge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;refreshing&lt;/span&gt;. It's an easy read. Very well laid out in small chapter chunks so not to overwhelm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're looking to have a book published by a publishing house, you will find no better than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1520994394299945742?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1520994394299945742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1520994394299945742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1520994394299945742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1520994394299945742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/01/book-review-how-to-write-book-proposal.html' title='Book Review - How To Write A Book Proposal'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uXV7IwyALy4/TwdZDffUkoI/AAAAAAAABmU/9znRcn-q1t0/s72-c/how-to-write-a-book-proposal-michael-larsen_medium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1493243283546878670</id><published>2012-01-05T10:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:10:47.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>"My feeling about technique in art is that it has about the same value as technique in lovemaking. Heartfelt ineptitude has its appeal and so does heartless skill, but what you want is passionate virtuosity." - author John Barth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1493243283546878670?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1493243283546878670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1493243283546878670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1493243283546878670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1493243283546878670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/01/quote-unquote_05.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2465873619380001440</id><published>2012-01-04T10:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:10:59.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>"I always listen for notes I can leave out." - Miles Davis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2465873619380001440?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2465873619380001440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2465873619380001440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2465873619380001440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2465873619380001440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2012/01/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-9034619061778404716</id><published>2011-12-30T10:33:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T13:11:43.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Review'/><title type='text'>Re[view] Master - Year in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9j9fc7JjFQQ/Tv3csZdYWwI/AAAAAAAABmI/XgarcMykPZQ/s1600/Anouar_Brahem_-_Les_Pas_du_Chat_Noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691948159372647170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9j9fc7JjFQQ/Tv3csZdYWwI/AAAAAAAABmI/XgarcMykPZQ/s400/Anouar_Brahem_-_Les_Pas_du_Chat_Noir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anouar Brahem - &lt;em&gt;Le Pas du Chat Noir &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day this Spring, on a whim, I typed in the word "noir" into amazon's music section and this is one of the albums that popped up. Glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a amazing chamber jazz trio with oud, accordion and piano. Strange bedfellows, but oh what sweet music they make. Fairly melancholy throughout, but the accordion is especially delightful and makes this whole affair sound as if it the soundtrack to the movie "Amelie" merged with a middle eastern film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be difficult for some listeners to get past the strange sounds of the oud and accordion mix, but I think once you do, this is a very rewarding cd. It has very quickly become one of my favorites and will most certainly make my blog year's best buy list this December. And it did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KqhFc9rAulA/Tv3cofZhE4I/AAAAAAAABl8/0ShAQ4xwWsk/s1600/The_Black_Keys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691948092247577474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KqhFc9rAulA/Tv3cofZhE4I/AAAAAAAABl8/0ShAQ4xwWsk/s400/The_Black_Keys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Black Keys - &lt;em&gt;Brothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay true believers, they are back and better than ever. In their most radio friendly session yet, we find the dynamic duo at their rockin' best. Again, this is simply classic straight ahead rock, with no sense of indie irony in sight. No wistful lyrics tepidly sung, this is full tilt all the way baby.Check out "Howlin' For You", "Everlasting Light" and "She's Long Gone" to get a taste of their nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kqD9IvtZLek/Tv3ckht2EpI/AAAAAAAABlw/oOVJWzR9QQM/s1600/The_Deep_Thinkers_Make_It_Quake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691948024150233746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kqD9IvtZLek/Tv3ckht2EpI/AAAAAAAABlw/oOVJWzR9QQM/s400/The_Deep_Thinkers_Make_It_Quake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Deep Thinkers - &lt;em&gt;Make It Quake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through old magazines trying to declutter the house, I ran across a review of this Kansas City based hi-hop duo. It was for their mid-2000s cd "Necks Move", but when I went online to purchase it i saw they had this new joint out, so I bought it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the very beginning "Intro" my head was bobbing. I played it all the way through while I did work on my computer. When it ended I restarted. And again and again and again.&lt;br /&gt;My favorites are "Intro", "It's So Fresh" about the ills of poor eating, "99 Bottles" which is a cautionary tale of overindulgence, and "Spicey Vindaloo" which makes good use out of reconfigured Jimi Hendrix Band of Gypsys beat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all it is a very good cd that falls neatly in with the positive vibes of Tribe Called Quest and De La Soul. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkSySABVW5o/Tv3cfTw4jVI/AAAAAAAABlk/zdBFvMNngmo/s1600/Gary_Clark_Jr__-_Bright_Lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947934505536850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nkSySABVW5o/Tv3cfTw4jVI/AAAAAAAABlk/zdBFvMNngmo/s400/Gary_Clark_Jr__-_Bright_Lights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gary Clark Jr. - &lt;em&gt;Bright Lights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some say that the light that shines twice as bright, burns for half as long. Gary Clark Jr. is one of the brightest lights we've seen in the blues-rock community in a long while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope he sticks around a long, long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV7p4ZKTPEE/Tv3cRLmnbSI/AAAAAAAABlY/dzVnmOm3SMc/s1600/Gerald_Clayton_-_Two_Shade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947691796819234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV7p4ZKTPEE/Tv3cRLmnbSI/AAAAAAAABlY/dzVnmOm3SMc/s400/Gerald_Clayton_-_Two_Shade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gerald Clayton - &lt;em&gt;Two-Shade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picked this up off amazon.com when I was searching for new young jazz artists. And when it arrived home I put it in and was delighted by this jazz trio of piano, bass and drums. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gerald Clayton leads on piano and unlike many pianists - old and young - he doesn't ever seem to overplay. He's not the diva wide-receiver showboating his way to the end zone. He's not workman like either, just playing the song then packing up and going home. He's that musician I like who plays the songs' meaning. So many folks lose the meaning. Gerald and his trio give almost every tune here a full blooded story: with beginning, middle and end. As it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufYXdhTRWRE/Tv3cAEK_M0I/AAAAAAAABlM/qjXeLKqozO8/s1600/John_Lee_Hooker_If_You_Miss_%2527Im___I_Got_%2527Im.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947397744112450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufYXdhTRWRE/Tv3cAEK_M0I/AAAAAAAABlM/qjXeLKqozO8/s400/John_Lee_Hooker_If_You_Miss_%2527Im___I_Got_%2527Im.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; J&lt;strong&gt;ohn Lee Hooker - &lt;em&gt;If You Miss 'Im... I Got 'Im &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When I was a teenager, my first paycheck came from a grocery store up in Jersey called Shop-Rite. I'd walk over after school in the break down lane on a long flat two lane road about a mile and a half. The cars passing close by. Once in awhile someone would yell out something not so nice. But I was young and would barely notice it. My balls were high and tight back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next door to where I worked was a store called Caldors, much like Target is today. They had a music section filled with cassette tapes (yeah, this was way back). One evening I'm browsing and see a "Best of the Blues" with B.B. King and bunch of other dudes on it I hadn't heard of. I buy it, bring it home, and fell in love with the gritty sound of the JLH song "Lonesome Mood". It was moody and funky blues with this great stinging guitar breakdown that was only a few seconds long, but it affected me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many many years later after searching for the song I find it on this album. I pick it up and the whole cd was great. JLH with his cousin Earl Hooker sitting in on guitar doing the jam session thing. Hearing reminds me of my childhood and how I fell in love with the blues as an awkward outsider. I remember the young guys who worked with me making fun of me, but I listened to this stuff anyway, and today I am damn happy I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hluCEYLYBSQ/Tv3b72ljNgI/AAAAAAAABlA/JsGPWZDiiws/s1600/Kem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947325377951234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hluCEYLYBSQ/Tv3b72ljNgI/AAAAAAAABlA/JsGPWZDiiws/s400/Kem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kem -&lt;em&gt; Intimacy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lady I'd been seeing off and on for one-nighters texted me during one of our off periods extolling the virtues of this cd. "Okay" I said "I'll check it out." Five months later I finally did. I bought it and sure enough this was smooth jazz/R&amp;amp;B at its finest.The whole cd is filled with Kem's wonderful phrasing and the late night candle lit vibe is on every song. Perfect for snuggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highly Recommended for lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aruxf6j4K_8/Tv3b3i41EAI/AAAAAAAABk0/IBfrWey0FAw/s1600/Our_Souls_Have_Grown_Deep_Like_the_Rivers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947251370627074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Aruxf6j4K_8/Tv3b3i41EAI/AAAAAAAABk0/IBfrWey0FAw/s400/Our_Souls_Have_Grown_Deep_Like_the_Rivers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Souls Have Grown Deep Like The Rivers - Various Artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black poets from the 40s to the 90s read their own poems. 'Nuf said. Buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V8wyCB3fnfQ/Tv3byHKRLuI/AAAAAAAABko/OCKAJQtoWak/s1600/Robert_Glasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947158028234466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V8wyCB3fnfQ/Tv3byHKRLuI/AAAAAAAABko/OCKAJQtoWak/s400/Robert_Glasper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Robert Glasper -&lt;em&gt; In My Element&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was another cat I'd never heard of before taking that fateful trip to Borders that was closing up shop and taking some chances on folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Effortlessly flitting between the late night hip-hop sounds of "JDillalude" and "F.T.B." to the gospel track "Y'Outta Praise Him" to straight ahead jazz of "One For 'Grew" - pianist Robert Glasper and his trio just load this cd with everything and it all works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you like jazz, and you yearn for something a bit unexpected, but not too heavy, not too light, then this my friend is for you. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B02on7PPLto/Tv3btKhb1BI/AAAAAAAABkc/nn0GZ14wrQ0/s1600/The_Sea_%2526_Cake_-_The_Moonlight_Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947073031361554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B02on7PPLto/Tv3btKhb1BI/AAAAAAAABkc/nn0GZ14wrQ0/s400/The_Sea_%2526_Cake_-_The_Moonlight_Butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sea &amp;amp; Cake - &lt;em&gt;The Moonligt Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was delighted to see that one of my favorite indie-rock bands had a new cd out. This one is a bit shorter than the others, but nevertheless I bought it and was pleased with the purchase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The songs are bit longer than usual, which was a nice change of pace. They could really stretch out and go for it. However if you are already familiar with the band there isn't much else new here for you to latch onto, but no matter - their breezy lyrics, contemplative (almost to the point of melancholy) vibe is what you came for anyway. Relaxing bliss without putting you to sleep. Most excellent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily I was able to see them live in November at the Black Cat here in D.C. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jr3FZHcQRaM/Tv3bpQvAnVI/AAAAAAAABkQ/FbRyZrxfPZA/s1600/Steve_Turre_-_Sanctified_Shells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691947005979434322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jr3FZHcQRaM/Tv3bpQvAnVI/AAAAAAAABkQ/FbRyZrxfPZA/s400/Steve_Turre_-_Sanctified_Shells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve Turre -&lt;em&gt; Sanctified Shells&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The opening track to this Latin jazz cd "Explorations" is hear every weekend on the Latin Flavor on WPFW here in D.C. and I listen to it often while driving my son around on the weekends. I really dug the sounds of this band playing these large sea shells that after months of hearing the theme just went out and bought the cd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although this album came out in '93 you'd never know it. Sounds like it could have been produced this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the band playing seas shells like horns and with trombones also in the mix and a great percussion section backing all this up, you just can't miss with this one. Check out the long form mystical "Beautiful India" and Carmen Turre tearing it up on castanets on "Toreador". A solid album from beginning to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-9034619061778404716?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/9034619061778404716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=9034619061778404716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9034619061778404716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9034619061778404716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/review-master-year-in-review.html' title='Re[view] Master - Year in Review'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9j9fc7JjFQQ/Tv3csZdYWwI/AAAAAAAABmI/XgarcMykPZQ/s72-c/Anouar_Brahem_-_Les_Pas_du_Chat_Noir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7020810116202611570</id><published>2011-12-30T09:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T09:37:53.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;New Years Eve: A Toast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment&lt;br /&gt;Let us remember those&lt;br /&gt;Who will not see tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For their cheerful day&lt;br /&gt;Has ended&lt;br /&gt;And ours begun in sorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7020810116202611570?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7020810116202611570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7020810116202611570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7020810116202611570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7020810116202611570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/at-random-new-years-eve-toast.html' title='At Random - New Years Eve'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4251684117530841569</id><published>2011-12-29T16:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T09:21:02.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>At Random - At The Gate of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;God Knows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year: &lt;em&gt;“Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of day in the lone East.&lt;br /&gt;So heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;be still&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;What need our little life&lt;br /&gt;Our human life to know,&lt;br /&gt;If God hath comprehension?&lt;br /&gt;In all the dizzy strife&lt;br /&gt;Of things both high and low,&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hideth&lt;/span&gt; His intention.&lt;br /&gt;God knows. His will&lt;br /&gt;Is best. The stretch of years&lt;br /&gt;Which wind ahead, so dim&lt;br /&gt;To our imperfect vision,Are clear to God. Our fears&lt;br /&gt;Are premature; In Him,&lt;br /&gt;All time hath full provision.&lt;br /&gt;Then rest: until&lt;br /&gt;God moves to lift the veil&lt;br /&gt;From our impatient eyes,&lt;br /&gt;When, as the sweeter features&lt;br /&gt;Of Life’s stern face we hail,&lt;br /&gt;Fair beyond all surmise&lt;br /&gt;God’s thought around His creatures&lt;br /&gt;Our mind shall fill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Minnie Louise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haskins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4251684117530841569?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4251684117530841569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4251684117530841569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4251684117530841569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4251684117530841569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/at-random-at-gate-of-year.html' title='At Random - At The Gate of the Year'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5467392912510698751</id><published>2011-12-23T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:23:01.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Pittsburgh Steelers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3fve_PDVIQ/TvS_rlu1BOI/AAAAAAAABkE/f-2PpDWpS3c/s1600/steelers-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689382984859583714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3fve_PDVIQ/TvS_rlu1BOI/AAAAAAAABkE/f-2PpDWpS3c/s400/steelers-logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in East Orange, New Jersey in the 70's in a blue collar middle class neighborhood most everyone was a Giants or Jets fan. But both teams didn't have much going for them until the 80s and 90s. The first Super Bowl I remember was the '79 game where the "Steel Curtain" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; went up against "America's Team" the Cowboys. I was only 7 yrs old. It must be one of my first vivid childhood memories. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; won (of course) and I've been smitten ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I rooted hard for the Giants in the 80s, and no I'm not one of those folks who wish their team went to the big game every single year - I'm a variety guy - but I do root for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt;. I want them to win. To be competitive and give a good performance every game. I especially love this new group of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; - Big Ben, Hines Ward, Mike Wallace, James Harrison, Troy &amp;amp; their coach Mike Tomlin. I hated when the fumble happened in the Super Bowl last year. I mean my heart shrank 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Grinches&lt;/span&gt; plus 2. And I know the Ravens are TOUGH this year and Big Ben is hobbled, but I still want them to crush the Rams, Cleveland in these next two games and win over the Ravens in the Playoffs. THAT would be a feat in and of itself. Whether we get back to the Super Bowl or not this year remains to be seen, but I'll be rooting for them to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if they do, me and my son will be right there watching. And I hope he'll find himself being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; fan as well, despite his Mom being a Redskin fan and his Grandma (my Mom) being an Eagles fan and his Uncle being a Giants fan. He'll stand tall and hold the terrible towel, wave it like he just don't care; wear the jersey with pride and be the man I learned him to be - he'll be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt; fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5467392912510698751?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5467392912510698751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5467392912510698751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5467392912510698751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5467392912510698751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/at-random-pittsburgh-steelers.html' title='At Random - Pittsburgh Steelers'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f3fve_PDVIQ/TvS_rlu1BOI/AAAAAAAABkE/f-2PpDWpS3c/s72-c/steelers-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4544880529955317174</id><published>2011-12-14T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T15:05:27.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - Proper Perspective</title><content type='html'>Strive not to be a success, but rather to be of value. - Albert Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4544880529955317174?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4544880529955317174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4544880529955317174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4544880529955317174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4544880529955317174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote-unquote-proper-perspective.html' title='Quote, Unquote - Proper Perspective'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7729274996956596995</id><published>2011-12-14T11:09:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:33:57.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - River Raid by Activision 1982</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tcIgjc49Dgk/TujK7uQ2WrI/AAAAAAAABj4/LrGGblI_fKQ/s1600/River_Raid_%25281982%2529_%2528Activision%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686017656935045810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tcIgjc49Dgk/TujK7uQ2WrI/AAAAAAAABj4/LrGGblI_fKQ/s400/River_Raid_%25281982%2529_%2528Activision%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Growing up in the 1980s I saw the 1st boom of home video arcade gaming. My parents bought me and my older brother an Atari. My bro was into girls by that time, so it was mainly me playing the Atari. But we were both smitten on "River Raid", this seemingly endless game where skill, patience and gambling mixed, but no matter what you did you always got killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The game was simple. Fly your plane through enemy territory, shoot down as many of their planes, helicopters and boats as you could, while dodging flying objects and the cruising boats; trying not to crash into the ground, or running out of fuel. Simple. Riiiiight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was designed to piss you off. It was designed to kill you. It was designed by a woman: Carol Shaw, and released in 1982. I was 10 years old. A few years back Atari released the Atari Flashback with like 25 - 50 games preloaded so it was plug and play. River Raid was one of them. I bought it for my son, not sure he would embrace the old technology. But he really liked it. The graphics were poor by his standards, but the games were still challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to my favorite video game as a kid. Here's to my favorite game as an adult. Here's to "River Raid" and all the hours I spent trying not to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7729274996956596995?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7729274996956596995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7729274996956596995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7729274996956596995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7729274996956596995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/at-random-river-raid-by-activision-1982.html' title='At Random - River Raid by Activision 1982'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tcIgjc49Dgk/TujK7uQ2WrI/AAAAAAAABj4/LrGGblI_fKQ/s72-c/River_Raid_%25281982%2529_%2528Activision%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5705353255681942659</id><published>2011-12-07T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:23:20.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>"Having a camera in your hands...makes everything new and everything is a revelation." - Sonia Handelman Meyer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5705353255681942659?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5705353255681942659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5705353255681942659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5705353255681942659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5705353255681942659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3317700189017893401</id><published>2011-12-05T17:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:36:04.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random: Urban Exploration - Steve Duncan Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FrztdpmcrE/Tt1BATIUdYI/AAAAAAAABjg/GwTjlf9X3ac/s1600/Photograph%2Bby%2BSteve%2BDuncan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682769778202408322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FrztdpmcrE/Tt1BATIUdYI/AAAAAAAABjg/GwTjlf9X3ac/s400/Photograph%2Bby%2BSteve%2BDuncan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stumbled across the Urban Explorers after my own early 2000 excursions through the old alleyways of Washington, D.C. taking photographs. It was a logical extension of my street photography. Since I didn't like people very much and tend to stay away from them, I decided on alleys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online I found this whole group of folks who have taken exploration inward to our cities instead of outward into the countryside. In that group I found Steve Duncan's amazing photos of the under world of cities. The sewers and subways. As well as the high ground of bridges and spires. This was extreme for me. I had no real interest in pursuing this sort of photographic exploration. But I thought it was cool that someone else was doing it, and doing it so damn well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in East Orange, N.J. and remember the 1980s "Mole People" news stories of folks living underground. Many years later, I found a book, "Beneath The Neon" by Matthew O'Brien, on folks living in the underground water systems of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems more and more folks are taking to the low (and high) ground of the city and finding another world there. A world ready for exploring. a world where few people care about, a world we take for granted everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can check out more of Steve Duncan's work here: &lt;a href="http://www.undercity.org/"&gt;http://www.undercity.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDS2uJNrb5Y/Tt1A8v5aJwI/AAAAAAAABjU/FrgiCzU2MdY/s1600/Photograph%2Bby%2BSteve%2BDuncan%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682769717205018370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDS2uJNrb5Y/Tt1A8v5aJwI/AAAAAAAABjU/FrgiCzU2MdY/s400/Photograph%2Bby%2BSteve%2BDuncan%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photographs Copyrighted by Steve Duncan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3317700189017893401?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3317700189017893401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3317700189017893401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3317700189017893401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3317700189017893401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/12/at-random-urban-exploration-steve.html' title='At Random: Urban Exploration - Steve Duncan Photography'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FrztdpmcrE/Tt1BATIUdYI/AAAAAAAABjg/GwTjlf9X3ac/s72-c/Photograph%2Bby%2BSteve%2BDuncan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7332252998430891513</id><published>2011-11-29T09:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T09:53:04.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quote'/><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>If it's the porn audience that's one thing, because generally they don't appreciate something that's art. Usually they want a sexual turn-on. Then there's the art audience, who like to be provoked mentally or stimulated artistically. In porn I make other people's fantasies into realities, and in art I fuck around with my own truths and interests and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;- Annie Sprinkle, from the book "Pees on Earth"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7332252998430891513?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7332252998430891513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7332252998430891513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7332252998430891513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7332252998430891513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-6986222461343276633</id><published>2011-11-23T15:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T15:45:35.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>You must bear in mind these strangers are not as you - they are devoid of natural affection, loving gold or gain better than one another or their own souls. - Tecumseh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-6986222461343276633?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/6986222461343276633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=6986222461343276633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6986222461343276633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6986222461343276633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote-unquote-thanksgiving.html' title='Quote, Unquote - Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5471141264549068541</id><published>2011-11-21T15:43:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T11:38:06.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hours East of the River - Photography Project</title><content type='html'>The "24 Hours East of the River" photography project was born out of a need to see more images of Wards 7 &amp;amp; 8 in NE and SE Washington, D.C. and to expose myself and as many other photographers as I could to the vital and vibrant energy of these neighborhoods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concieved as a day-in-the-life project, I picked October 19, 2011 as the day. Unfortunately it rained, but about 5 other solo photographers went out into the city at various times. These photos on my blog are all my own, but I hope to share their work with you soon. Until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRUzECVE-BQ/Tsq54C9TX3I/AAAAAAAABjI/GBs2LiLjlrs/s1600/Marvin%2BGaye%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554652771737458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRUzECVE-BQ/Tsq54C9TX3I/AAAAAAAABjI/GBs2LiLjlrs/s400/Marvin%2BGaye%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marvin Gaye mosaic portrait - Nannie Helen Burroughs Ave &amp;amp; Minnesota Ave NE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FbifYwATZQ/Tsq5zM5FyvI/AAAAAAAABi8/i-iV0-TCk-o/s1600/Wet%2BWeave%2Bat%2BMidnightr%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554569539078898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FbifYwATZQ/Tsq5zM5FyvI/AAAAAAAABi8/i-iV0-TCk-o/s400/Wet%2BWeave%2Bat%2BMidnightr%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wet Weave at Midnight - 200 Block 44th St NE, right outisde my front door. A good start to the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xQTp24St0Rc/Tsq5vZ2MbFI/AAAAAAAABiw/KIOOL45AYUw/s1600/Ft%2BMahan%2BPark%2BAfter%2BDark%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554504297114706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xQTp24St0Rc/Tsq5vZ2MbFI/AAAAAAAABiw/KIOOL45AYUw/s400/Ft%2BMahan%2BPark%2BAfter%2BDark%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fort Mahan Park after Dark - Taken around 12:30am NE DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82fVB44eMUI/Tsq5netveCI/AAAAAAAABik/VCaL9340zHM/s1600/Denny%2527s%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554368164886562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82fVB44eMUI/Tsq5netveCI/AAAAAAAABik/VCaL9340zHM/s400/Denny%2527s%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Denny's - My fuel for the morning. Denny's is a vital part of the NE, SE DC area around East Capitol Street. A meeting place, and one of only five sit down restaurants in the entire East of the River community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WdzcofBocNo/Tsq5hr8JWYI/AAAAAAAABiY/i1M4oG6JE7E/s1600/Pick%2B4%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554268635748738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WdzcofBocNo/Tsq5hr8JWYI/AAAAAAAABiY/i1M4oG6JE7E/s400/Pick%2B4%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pick 4 - Lottery tickets dot the sidewalks as the unlucky realize Lady Luck is fickle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhKUe09hyII/Tsq5cfqpIII/AAAAAAAABiM/1SGpH8bgRQE/s1600/Five-O%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554179441762434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhKUe09hyII/Tsq5cfqpIII/AAAAAAAABiM/1SGpH8bgRQE/s400/Five-O%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sixth District Police Headquaters NE DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQJJjlvwyaA/Tsq5VyfOJBI/AAAAAAAABiA/8QCNu3UZe2c/s1600/The%2BShrimp%2BBoat%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677554064235045906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qQJJjlvwyaA/Tsq5VyfOJBI/AAAAAAAABiA/8QCNu3UZe2c/s400/The%2BShrimp%2BBoat%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Shrimp Boat - East Capitol Street NE DC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzu1wMpBmbc/Tsq5QUhYwII/AAAAAAAABh0/07ZLz_oiXEc/s1600/Jesus%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677553970291720322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzu1wMpBmbc/Tsq5QUhYwII/AAAAAAAABh0/07ZLz_oiXEc/s400/Jesus%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesus - Churches play a big part of the community. Some would say they do not provide a big enough role in bringing about positive changes. SE DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MO2uv7tWlfo/Tsq5KpAAszI/AAAAAAAABho/yX_cFUAlz-c/s1600/Community%2BBulletin%2BBoard%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677553872709661490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MO2uv7tWlfo/Tsq5KpAAszI/AAAAAAAABho/yX_cFUAlz-c/s400/Community%2BBulletin%2BBoard%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Community Bulletin Board - Often wood power poles become bulletin boards for upcoming party posters and other notices. NE DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbOZ30xtZIw/Tsq5FUtExxI/AAAAAAAABhc/OH6bIW3wre4/s1600/SE%2BBus%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677553781362181906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kbOZ30xtZIw/Tsq5FUtExxI/AAAAAAAABhc/OH6bIW3wre4/s400/SE%2BBus%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; W4 Bus - crowed in the back with some rowdy teenagers and restless kids, and some tired parents. SE DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9iLe4mOr9Z4/Tsq45kfHoOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/TEFsj80BRkc/s1600/SE%2BBarber%2BShop%2B%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677553579440185570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9iLe4mOr9Z4/Tsq45kfHoOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/TEFsj80BRkc/s400/SE%2BBarber%2BShop%2B%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Barbershop - SE DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugs8B5y7r7o/Tsq4zBeNRkI/AAAAAAAABhE/jtYgtFh4T-I/s1600/Remy%2BMartin%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677553466961905218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ugs8B5y7r7o/Tsq4zBeNRkI/AAAAAAAABhE/jtYgtFh4T-I/s400/Remy%2BMartin%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Remy Martin - SE DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f80jDWWAChk/Tsq4qMMzNcI/AAAAAAAABg4/FDa2ICKKlQ0/s1600/Bus%2BStop%2Bat%2BNight%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677553315222861250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f80jDWWAChk/Tsq4qMMzNcI/AAAAAAAABg4/FDa2ICKKlQ0/s400/Bus%2BStop%2Bat%2BNight%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bus Stop at Night - SE DC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All Photos Copyright Vincent Lee Smith October 19th, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5471141264549068541?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5471141264549068541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5471141264549068541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5471141264549068541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5471141264549068541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/24-hours-east-of-river-photography.html' title='24 Hours East of the River - Photography Project'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRUzECVE-BQ/Tsq54C9TX3I/AAAAAAAABjI/GBs2LiLjlrs/s72-c/Marvin%2BGaye%2Bby%2BVincent%2BLee%2BSmith%2B10-19-2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3169180450146286234</id><published>2011-11-17T16:09:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T10:55:13.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review - Eat That Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-nlLFtJseA/TsV5Pud57pI/AAAAAAAABf8/D6vtvO37alk/s1600/eat-that-frog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676076216448839314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-nlLFtJseA/TsV5Pud57pI/AAAAAAAABf8/D6vtvO37alk/s400/eat-that-frog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat That Frog: 21 Ways to Stop Procrastinating and Get More Done In Less Time&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;by Brian Tracy; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Berrett&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Koehler&lt;/span&gt; Publishers; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; edition (January 1, 2007) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a problem is manageable it is always neglected." - Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tend to procrastinate. I tend to let things go from small to big problems. I tend to let deadlines go to the wire before taking them full on. If this sounds like you, then you should read and incorporate the messages from this book into your daily life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Eat That Frog" takes a very simple approach to procrastinating. Instead of reproaching the procrastinator for their negative behavior, he simply shows you how to do the most important pressing thing on your plate. He couches it in the neat idea of if eating that frog is the worst thing you'll do all day, then after you eat it, it gets better from there. And indeed it does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What it does is give you a sense of positive affirmation of accomplishment each day. You've done the thing you've been dreading first. You've done it well. You've knocked it out. It's gone and by golly you feel food about it. Now you move on with confidence. Good job! Way to be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are many skills set in this slim volume, but that one idea of "eating the frog" was the one that is predominant. It's the hardest, yet most gratifying skill you will learn from the book. It's prioritizing by using what you dread the most, and then destroying it. So not only do you procrastinate less, you prioritize more, become more effective and build confidence to boot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Winning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3169180450146286234?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3169180450146286234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3169180450146286234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3169180450146286234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3169180450146286234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/book-review-eat-that-frog.html' title='Book Review - Eat That Frog'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A-nlLFtJseA/TsV5Pud57pI/AAAAAAAABf8/D6vtvO37alk/s72-c/eat-that-frog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2654201666682118512</id><published>2011-11-14T15:07:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:25:41.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outtakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjXV52o0Wjk/TsF4PRMMAnI/AAAAAAAABfw/yZMj3taOYJg/s1600/Shantae%2BSturdivant%2B11-2011%2B%25287%2529r.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674949209171427954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjXV52o0Wjk/TsF4PRMMAnI/AAAAAAAABfw/yZMj3taOYJg/s400/Shantae%2BSturdivant%2B11-2011%2B%25287%2529r.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvIUbQfLcD0/TsF2__mrEKI/AAAAAAAABfk/ewoAY1s_ZdU/s1600/Danielle%2BKelly%2B10-17-2011%2B%252873%2529A%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947847241011362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvIUbQfLcD0/TsF2__mrEKI/AAAAAAAABfk/ewoAY1s_ZdU/s400/Danielle%2BKelly%2B10-17-2011%2B%252873%2529A%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674947122809918114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ExoEzVjH3g/TsF2V0410qI/AAAAAAAABfA/bUFQd_XQ8cM/s400/Bre%2BMcGrogan%2B10-12-2011%2B%252872%2529A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAx6oWMPI98/TsF15QoUDfI/AAAAAAAABe0/u0sDbfTMK3E/s1600/Mariatu%2B-%2BSilver%2BSpring%2BMetro%2B10-30-2011%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674946632040582642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAx6oWMPI98/TsF15QoUDfI/AAAAAAAABe0/u0sDbfTMK3E/s400/Mariatu%2B-%2BSilver%2BSpring%2BMetro%2B10-30-2011%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vast majority of photos I take never get seen by anyone outside of myself and the model. That's as it should be. Most of them aren't very good. But a few are good, but just don't fit the project in which I may be working. So this is a good place to show a few that I think are cool and should be viewed on their own merit. Hope you like them as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Shantae", "Danielle","Bre" and "Mariatu" Copyright by VLS 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2654201666682118512?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2654201666682118512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2654201666682118512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2654201666682118512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2654201666682118512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/outtakes.html' title='Outtakes'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjXV52o0Wjk/TsF4PRMMAnI/AAAAAAAABfw/yZMj3taOYJg/s72-c/Shantae%2BSturdivant%2B11-2011%2B%25287%2529r.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3606434413709002276</id><published>2011-11-04T08:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:53:17.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - The Game of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"I treat everyone fairly, but not everyone the same." -&lt;/strong&gt; Herman Edwards, NFL Football Coach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3606434413709002276?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3606434413709002276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3606434413709002276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3606434413709002276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3606434413709002276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote-unquote-game-of-life.html' title='Quote, Unquote - The Game of Life'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4927899446098690817</id><published>2011-11-01T10:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T16:16:17.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos -  "I Am A Rock: African Women in America"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUOgZxQGhtU/Tq_-AKf8VpI/AAAAAAAABeo/MX-y7jafgUc/s1600/Mariatu%2B-%2BSilver%2BSpring%2BMetro%2B10-30-2011%2B%252813%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670029734654531218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUOgZxQGhtU/Tq_-AKf8VpI/AAAAAAAABeo/MX-y7jafgUc/s400/Mariatu%2B-%2BSilver%2BSpring%2BMetro%2B10-30-2011%2B%252813%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a chilly day before Halloween to be out on the rooftop deck of a local parking lot, but the sun was shining and the wind was slight, so these wonderful young women from Sierra Leone and Guinea came out and showed off their beautiful dresses. Here is one photo I especially liked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Got Your Back" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;VLS&lt;/span&gt; 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4927899446098690817?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4927899446098690817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4927899446098690817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4927899446098690817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4927899446098690817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/11/photos-i-am-rock-african-women-in.html' title='Photos -  &quot;I Am A Rock: African Women in America&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUOgZxQGhtU/Tq_-AKf8VpI/AAAAAAAABeo/MX-y7jafgUc/s72-c/Mariatu%2B-%2BSilver%2BSpring%2BMetro%2B10-30-2011%2B%252813%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2140293353172384687</id><published>2011-10-31T15:38:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T16:00:51.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PPL of Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_LMC6M4ywQ/Tq76B6-SNDI/AAAAAAAABeQ/OEEb3d61sSk/s1600/Sheryl%2BSeifert%2Bppl%2Bof%2Bcolor%2Bseries%2B9-10-2011%2Bnear%2BEisenhower%2BAve%2BMetro%2B%252844%2529%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669743891823342642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_LMC6M4ywQ/Tq76B6-SNDI/AAAAAAAABeQ/OEEb3d61sSk/s400/Sheryl%2BSeifert%2Bppl%2Bof%2Bcolor%2Bseries%2B9-10-2011%2Bnear%2BEisenhower%2BAve%2BMetro%2B%252844%2529%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What does it mean to be 'White' in America?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what this project hopes photographers will be willing and able to explore. Why this question and why now? Well, many photo-essays and documentaries have been done on what it means to be Black or Latino in America. However, very few folks were talking concretely about White America. It is a question, that as American demographics continue to change, becomes more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a call for work that is open to all photographers, all levels, all processes and all styles. The photos will be seen on &lt;a href="http://www.pplofcolor.com/"&gt;http://www.pplofcolor.com/&lt;/a&gt; and instead of just one voice there will be many, this way photographers can share their vision and also be able to see others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to see more about the project go to &lt;a href="http://www.pplofcolor.com/"&gt;http://www.pplofcolor.com/&lt;/a&gt; and read the ABOUT and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SUBMITTAL&lt;/span&gt; sections, and the read the captions in the "Women of Color" gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heed the call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2140293353172384687?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2140293353172384687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2140293353172384687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2140293353172384687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2140293353172384687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/10/ppl-of-color.html' title='PPL of Color'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b_LMC6M4ywQ/Tq76B6-SNDI/AAAAAAAABeQ/OEEb3d61sSk/s72-c/Sheryl%2BSeifert%2Bppl%2Bof%2Bcolor%2Bseries%2B9-10-2011%2Bnear%2BEisenhower%2BAve%2BMetro%2B%252844%2529%2Br.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2417974715997002791</id><published>2011-10-31T15:28:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:32:49.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - 2 Old Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Just because you can, doesn't mean you should"&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;"Don't cut what you can untie and don't untie a good thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- adapted and adopted by VLS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2417974715997002791?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2417974715997002791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2417974715997002791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2417974715997002791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2417974715997002791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/10/quote-unquote-2-favorites.html' title='Quote, Unquote - 2 Old Favorites'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-153288298210480419</id><published>2011-10-31T15:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:27:54.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Hours East of the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jjJvuWsvpoM/Tq72MdEbqBI/AAAAAAAABeE/s8NOIAhEoHI/s1600/Remy%2BMartin%2Bby%2BVLS%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669739674728114194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jjJvuWsvpoM/Tq72MdEbqBI/AAAAAAAABeE/s8NOIAhEoHI/s400/Remy%2BMartin%2Bby%2BVLS%2B2011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Remy Martin" from the 24 Hours East of the River series a day-in-the-life of Wards 7 &amp;amp; 8 in NE and SE Washington, D.C. that took place October 19th, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-153288298210480419?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/153288298210480419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=153288298210480419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/153288298210480419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/153288298210480419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/10/at-random-24-hours-east-of-river.html' title='24 Hours East of the River'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jjJvuWsvpoM/Tq72MdEbqBI/AAAAAAAABeE/s8NOIAhEoHI/s72-c/Remy%2BMartin%2Bby%2BVLS%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2008419046521202116</id><published>2011-09-30T00:34:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T10:32:41.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZjClIztWCY/TpyF96G1a5I/AAAAAAAABd4/fjUBBXWQyhY/s1600/Acoustic%2BBrazil%2B%2B-%2BPutumayo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549729941678994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZjClIztWCY/TpyF96G1a5I/AAAAAAAABd4/fjUBBXWQyhY/s400/Acoustic%2BBrazil%2B%2B-%2BPutumayo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Putuyama's&lt;/span&gt; Acoustic Brazil - Assorted Artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Compilation CD comprised of some of the best Brazilian artists of the last 40 years. Its a kind of "usual suspects", but with the added twist that each is done acoustically.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sounds are diverse and rich and wonderful. This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brazilian&lt;/span&gt; music at its best. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7Ska_DihCo/TpyF7UNkr-I/AAAAAAAABds/cFRTsfQAUE8/s1600/Carolyn%2BWonderland%2B-%2BMiss%2BUnderstood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549685409656802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7Ska_DihCo/TpyF7UNkr-I/AAAAAAAABds/cFRTsfQAUE8/s400/Carolyn%2BWonderland%2B-%2BMiss%2BUnderstood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Carolyn Wonderland - &lt;em&gt;Miss Understood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn Wonderland is a direct descendant of women blues-rockers like Janis Joplin and Marcia Ball. She sings with grit and plays a mean guitar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the thing that matters most is that she's authentic. This isn't a bunch of rehashed bullshit she's singing. She's writing songs that are universal and unlike the title can be understood by nearly any listener. She delivers each song with a punch, like Bruce Lee said - "emotional content!" - that's what she sends out into the world. And man, we are better for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVJHghvCZ3I/TpyF4pmmljI/AAAAAAAABdg/8D0dHNiOCzA/s1600/Gary%2BClark%2BJr.%2B-%2BBright%2BLights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549639612175922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vVJHghvCZ3I/TpyF4pmmljI/AAAAAAAABdg/8D0dHNiOCzA/s400/Gary%2BClark%2BJr.%2B-%2BBright%2BLights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Gary Clark Jr. - &lt;em&gt;Bright Lights&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that the light that shines twice as bright, burns for half as long. Gary Clark Jr. is one of the brightest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lights&lt;/span&gt; we've seen in the blues-rock community in a long while. Hope he sticks around a long, long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Recommended&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tyll197MRxI/TpyF1qMt4YI/AAAAAAAABdU/mT107zMaKJ4/s1600/Gerald%2BClayton%2B-%2BTwo%2BShade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549588232429954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tyll197MRxI/TpyF1qMt4YI/AAAAAAAABdU/mT107zMaKJ4/s400/Gerald%2BClayton%2B-%2BTwo%2BShade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Gerald Clayton - &lt;em&gt;Two-Shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked this up off amazon.com when I was searching for new young jazz artists. And when it arrived home I put it in and was delighted by this jazz trio of piano, bass and drums. Gerald Clayton leads on piano and unlike many pianists - old and young - he doesn't ever seem to overplay. He's not the diva wide-receiver showboating his way to the end zone. He's not workman like either, just playing the song then packing up and going home. He's that musician I like who plays the songs' meaning. So many folks lose the meaning. Gerald and his trio give almost every tune here a full blooded story: with beginning, middle and end. As it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xbsmel-ZikQ/TpyFyzFYbKI/AAAAAAAABdI/8wwkTVHfI1I/s1600/Koop%2B-%2BCoup%2Bde%2BGrace%2B1997-2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549539077975202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xbsmel-ZikQ/TpyFyzFYbKI/AAAAAAAABdI/8wwkTVHfI1I/s400/Koop%2B-%2BCoup%2Bde%2BGrace%2B1997-2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Koop&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Coup &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came across these two dudes from Sweden when I was looking up the singer from Little Dragon. So I bought this "best of" CD on a whim. Very cool jazz pop made from all loops and samples, but is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; cinematic and airy. Wonderfully done. Great singing from various female artists. Much like Thievery Corporation does on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;, but more seamless and much less hip-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;hoppity&lt;/span&gt;. These dudes don't seem to want to be "hip", they just make cool shit that sounds good to them. Sounds good to me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-185_N24_kLQ/TpyFwMjWv7I/AAAAAAAABc8/3Gc-6uWvRjA/s1600/Our%2BSouls%2BHave%2BGrown%2BDeep%2BLike%2Bthe%2BRivers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549494374973362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-185_N24_kLQ/TpyFwMjWv7I/AAAAAAAABc8/3Gc-6uWvRjA/s400/Our%2BSouls%2BHave%2BGrown%2BDeep%2BLike%2Bthe%2BRivers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Our Souls Have Grown Deep Like The Rivers - Various Artists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Black poets from the 40s to the 90s read their own poems. '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Nuf&lt;/span&gt; said. Buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9m_AzeYxaY/TpyFtKsdBJI/AAAAAAAABcw/zdtwYmNmC6A/s1600/Tito%2B%2526%2BTarantula%2B-%2BAndalucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549442336654482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9m_AzeYxaY/TpyFtKsdBJI/AAAAAAAABcw/zdtwYmNmC6A/s400/Tito%2B%2526%2BTarantula%2B-%2BAndalucia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tito &amp;amp; Tarantula - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Andalucia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice blend of 90s style Latin rock with good song writing and good beats. Not sure how long the shelf life on this CD will last, but so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgAzCPy6-jI/TpyFqUVLzvI/AAAAAAAABck/OUPYeEL5fK4/s1600/Wayne%2BShorter%2B--%2BNight%2BDreamer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549393383804658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kgAzCPy6-jI/TpyFqUVLzvI/AAAAAAAABck/OUPYeEL5fK4/s400/Wayne%2BShorter%2B--%2BNight%2BDreamer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wayne Shorter - &lt;em&gt;Night Dreamer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lament often that too many young tenor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;saxophonists&lt;/span&gt;' albums sound like Wayne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Shorter's&lt;/span&gt;. That's when I pick up this CD and go right to the source. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I try not to put no-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt; classics on my lists, so ever so often I just have to. This is a jazz classic from the 60s and every tenor after this came out got a little of this rubbed off on them. And they were better for it. Long live Wayne Shorter!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CgWtiLogBo/TpyFnvkI1eI/AAAAAAAABcY/Q0MsHfvPqrg/s1600/Wes%2BMontgomery%2B-%2BTequila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549349154674146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CgWtiLogBo/TpyFnvkI1eI/AAAAAAAABcY/Q0MsHfvPqrg/s400/Wes%2BMontgomery%2B-%2BTequila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wes Montgomery - &lt;em&gt;Tequila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad had a jazz album by guitar great Wes Montgomery that went missing one year. He was mad. So I bought him this on CD. This wasn't the album that went missing he said, but thanks. That ruled me out. But years later, I'd hear him slide this into the CD player and groove to it. It's a groovy CD. Get it and you'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFwYuF9IC88/TpyFkaY13kI/AAAAAAAABcM/oImb-dtzCHg/s1600/Wingless%2BAngels%2B-%2BVolumes%2BI%2B%2526%2BII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664549291930541634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MFwYuF9IC88/TpyFkaY13kI/AAAAAAAABcM/oImb-dtzCHg/s400/Wingless%2BAngels%2B-%2BVolumes%2BI%2B%2526%2BII.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wingless Angels - Vol 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith Richards in the 80s with some of the finest reggae players in Jamaica jamming. Sounds much like The Wailers "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Rasta&lt;/span&gt; Man Chant". Spiritual, fun, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; surprising.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2008419046521202116?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2008419046521202116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2008419046521202116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2008419046521202116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2008419046521202116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/review-master.html' title='Re[view] Master'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZjClIztWCY/TpyF96G1a5I/AAAAAAAABd4/fjUBBXWQyhY/s72-c/Acoustic%2BBrazil%2B%2B-%2BPutumayo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4382185516572889951</id><published>2011-09-28T10:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:36:49.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYFjH61d-q0/ToMwWqB31fI/AAAAAAAABb4/BE4W2dT6arY/s1600/Aki%2B%2Bby%2BVLS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657418722704872946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYFjH61d-q0/ToMwWqB31fI/AAAAAAAABb4/BE4W2dT6arY/s400/Aki%2B%2Bby%2BVLS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beauty is about perception, not about make-up. I think the beginning of all beauty is knowing and liking oneself. You can't put on make-up or dress yourself or do your hair with any sort of fun or joy if you're doing it from a position of correction. - Kevyn Aucoin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Akebret" Copyright VLS 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4382185516572889951?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4382185516572889951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4382185516572889951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4382185516572889951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4382185516572889951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/quote-unquote_28.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nYFjH61d-q0/ToMwWqB31fI/AAAAAAAABb4/BE4W2dT6arY/s72-c/Aki%2B%2Bby%2BVLS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-8059569470273241263</id><published>2011-09-26T12:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:51:23.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Harry Callahan "Eleanor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0HEtYHkHbk/ToCsDndZ2lI/AAAAAAAABbo/6T3WAui7wBQ/s1600/callahan_eleanor_ny45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656710310109239890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0HEtYHkHbk/ToCsDndZ2lI/AAAAAAAABbo/6T3WAui7wBQ/s400/callahan_eleanor_ny45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my inspirations. This portrait by Harry Callahan of his wife in New York is just so lovely. It has everything: simple composition, grounded &amp;amp; gritty; still yet has movement (her hair caught in the wind) and great b&amp;amp;w tones. Who could ask for anything more. Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photograph by Harry Callahan "Eleanor New York 1945" Copyright Estate of Harry Callahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-8059569470273241263?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/8059569470273241263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=8059569470273241263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/8059569470273241263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/8059569470273241263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-random-harry-callahan-eleanor.html' title='At Random - Harry Callahan &quot;Eleanor&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0HEtYHkHbk/ToCsDndZ2lI/AAAAAAAABbo/6T3WAui7wBQ/s72-c/callahan_eleanor_ny45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3390316652087490603</id><published>2011-09-22T17:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T17:51:38.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV9Jg0sy0BE/Tnutubv97YI/AAAAAAAABbg/X4sIq_iFIvM/s1600/andre_kertesz_distortion_147_1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655304770328325506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV9Jg0sy0BE/Tnutubv97YI/AAAAAAAABbg/X4sIq_iFIvM/s400/andre_kertesz_distortion_147_1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I still regard myself as an amateur today and I hope that's what I'll Stay until the end of my life. Because I'm forever a beginner who discovers the world again and again." - Andre Kertesz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Distortion" by Andre Kertesz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3390316652087490603?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3390316652087490603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3390316652087490603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3390316652087490603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3390316652087490603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/quote-unquote_22.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HV9Jg0sy0BE/Tnutubv97YI/AAAAAAAABbg/X4sIq_iFIvM/s72-c/andre_kertesz_distortion_147_1933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7420765110544870736</id><published>2011-09-19T09:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T09:58:41.568-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - "Your Pictures Suck!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQtD4hPvBbw/TndGwIbvMHI/AAAAAAAABbY/pbPaCePBXio/s1600/Adele%2BHill%2B5%2Btoned%2Bdarker%2Band%2Bslightly%2Bcropped%2BA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654065649898434674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQtD4hPvBbw/TndGwIbvMHI/AAAAAAAABbY/pbPaCePBXio/s400/Adele%2BHill%2B5%2Btoned%2Bdarker%2Band%2Bslightly%2Bcropped%2BA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Balancing expectation with reality can be tough. I've never been particularly adroit at it, but so often now I tell folks what's up right away. In essence I lower their expectations. When I meet a woman who is going to model for me, "Look at my website first." Then after they do I say, "Those were one of maybe 300 that I took that day. That's pretty much the best out of the bunch." Some women nod their head and they get it. Some others get their photos back and are mildly disappointed in what they see. For shame! - I didn't make them look "beautiful." I'm always a bit puzzled by that reaction, but after this particular woman called me and said, "your pictures suck!" I knew I had to be even more honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now when people model for me I tell them straight up: "Listen, I don't intend to make you look beautiful, I want to make you look natural. 99% of the photos we take will suck Seth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rogen's&lt;/span&gt; hairy balls, but all I want is to get one or three great shots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may or may not be the right way to approach things or the art I make, but that's my approach now. That's the wonderful thing about art unlike real life: I get to choose what I show the viewer: I get to show my best. So even if my photos suck only two people will ever know: me and the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Adele Hill in stairwell" by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VLS&lt;/span&gt; 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7420765110544870736?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7420765110544870736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7420765110544870736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7420765110544870736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7420765110544870736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-random-your-pictures-suck.html' title='At Random - &quot;Your Pictures Suck!&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rQtD4hPvBbw/TndGwIbvMHI/AAAAAAAABbY/pbPaCePBXio/s72-c/Adele%2BHill%2B5%2Btoned%2Bdarker%2Band%2Bslightly%2Bcropped%2BA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4309453373904232174</id><published>2011-09-09T10:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T10:32:57.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - "Morgue For Whores"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q22UkAFYw4o/TmoiSJ3UaWI/AAAAAAAABbQ/XHJSUmjUGpQ/s1600/BookCover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650366377770641762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q22UkAFYw4o/TmoiSJ3UaWI/AAAAAAAABbQ/XHJSUmjUGpQ/s400/BookCover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo collaboration for an e-book "Morgue for Whores" by Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Edroso&lt;/span&gt;. Conceptualized by the author, realized by myself and my good friend John Williams the graphic designer, with the special help of the model Victoria &lt;a href="http://www.modelvictoria1.com/"&gt;http://www.modelvictoria1.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4309453373904232174?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4309453373904232174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4309453373904232174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4309453373904232174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4309453373904232174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-random-morgue-for-whores.html' title='At Random - &quot;Morgue For Whores&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q22UkAFYw4o/TmoiSJ3UaWI/AAAAAAAABbQ/XHJSUmjUGpQ/s72-c/BookCover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2793625752538703242</id><published>2011-09-08T11:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T09:54:44.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - The 10 Natural Laws of Successful Time and Life Management  by Hyrum Smith</title><content type='html'>1. You control your life by controlling your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your governing values are the foundation of personal fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When your daily activities reflect your governing values, you experience inner peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. To reach any significant goal, you must leave your comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Daily planning leverages time through increased focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your behavior is a reflection of what you truly believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You satisfy needs when your beliefs are in line with reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Negative behaviors are overcome by changing incorrect beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Your self-esteem must ultimately come from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Give more and you'll have more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2793625752538703242?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2793625752538703242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2793625752538703242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2793625752538703242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2793625752538703242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-random-10-natural-laws-of-successful.html' title='At Random - The 10 Natural Laws of Successful Time and Life Management  by Hyrum Smith'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2528151236680938249</id><published>2011-09-07T11:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T10:53:31.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>He who knows the &lt;strong&gt;“why”&lt;/strong&gt; for his existence, and will be able to bear almost any &lt;strong&gt;how.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Viktor Frankl, from his book "Man's Search For Meaning"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2528151236680938249?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2528151236680938249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2528151236680938249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2528151236680938249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2528151236680938249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-381054566659387348</id><published>2011-09-02T09:03:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T12:56:40.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random: "Facing Diversity and Leveling the Playing Field"</title><content type='html'>"...Ask a photography student for the names of five photographers of diverse backgrounds and they will probably fumble." - from "Facing Diversity: Leveling the Playing Field in the Photographic Arts." by Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Frieser&lt;/span&gt; and Miriam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Romais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All too often I come across photographers with very little to say. Just as often I see galleries and magazines promoting photographers' work that seems to have misplaced meaning. They are well crafted nonsense. This goes across the board: commercial and fine art; landscape, street, fashion, glamour and figure art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of photographers working today, many on their own special projects, that raise questions that the dominant culture of photography - middle aged white males - have either missed or dismissed. These photographers continue to bring to the fore questions and answers about who we are as artists and as human beings - culturally and socially. It is up to galleries, universities, publishers and media outlets to recognize and promote the multicultural changes in photography and be open to new ways of seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will come about when we hire, promote and seek out a diverse art workforce. "Leveling the playing field" sounds like we are bringing standards down, instead we need to see diversity as creating a new higher standard - for all of us. The vision is out there, we just need to adjust our focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-381054566659387348?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/381054566659387348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=381054566659387348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/381054566659387348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/381054566659387348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/09/at-random-facing-diversity-and-leveling.html' title='At Random: &quot;Facing Diversity and Leveling the Playing Field&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1961168482751926703</id><published>2011-08-26T14:40:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T10:49:27.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - C.J. Chivers</title><content type='html'>"I don't have a lot of trouble coming back. There are different worlds in this world, and I tend to pass through them pretty easily. &lt;strong&gt;It's like-imagine you put a cat in a sack and then you take the cat to another spot on earth and very quickly lift the sack off. What do you have? A cat. That's kind of how I am.&lt;/strong&gt; When I come home, I'm me. I fall right in on the dishes and diapers, tending the garden, working the compost, and chasing the fish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- war reporter C.J. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chivers&lt;/span&gt; "What I've Learned", Esquire magazine September 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1961168482751926703?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1961168482751926703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1961168482751926703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1961168482751926703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1961168482751926703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote-unquote-cj-chivers.html' title='Quote, Unquote - C.J. Chivers'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-9183128732681415566</id><published>2011-08-25T17:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:58:49.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Rugie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zuNBnCJGfM/TlbDiLJG0mI/AAAAAAAABbI/2gjf7sWAEj0/s1600/Rugie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644914174829449826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zuNBnCJGfM/TlbDiLJG0mI/AAAAAAAABbI/2gjf7sWAEj0/s400/Rugie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Met Rugie from a craigslist posting I did asking for African models for my African Women in America project back in 2006 or so. We met up at Woodley Park Metro in D.C. this warm day. And we did a photoshoot in an alleyway near there. At my request we did a few photos for my nudes project. They were simple implied nudes, nothing actually showing. But I really liked this shot, and when it came time to put up a website this was the one I chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the first Muslim woman I worked with, and it has since become more important for me to show Muslim women in my nudes project. So far I have worked with about five Muslim women and hope to work with more before the project is finished. So I will always be thanful for Rugie bearing with me that warm day in a stinky alleyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Rugie" by VLS 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-9183128732681415566?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/9183128732681415566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=9183128732681415566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9183128732681415566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9183128732681415566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/08/at-random-rugie.html' title='At Random - Rugie'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zuNBnCJGfM/TlbDiLJG0mI/AAAAAAAABbI/2gjf7sWAEj0/s72-c/Rugie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7559208053978627846</id><published>2011-08-22T09:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:00:43.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - 2 B or Not 2 B: a Black Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLgh5fjtobM/TlJeJ41aIbI/AAAAAAAABbA/yP-LSvABoe4/s1600/R.I.P.%2BPookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643676807016882610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLgh5fjtobM/TlJeJ41aIbI/AAAAAAAABbA/yP-LSvABoe4/s400/R.I.P.%2BPookie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every now and then someone will ask me "do you see yourself as a black photographer or as a photographer?" And just as often I'll say, "Oh that's easy I'm a black photographer." And that's that. The conversation usually ends with no further elaboration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think folks are content with that answer because it fits their notions anyway. I'm an American. I'm Black. I'm a photographer. And like any good communicator should you tailor your presentation to your audience. So in an international audience I'll be the American photographer. In a gallery talk where the audience is mainly African-American I'll be a photographer. In other places I may refer to myself as a Black photographer. But in every case the work I present is wholly and fully my own. I know who I am, but I feel I must present myself differently to different audiences. Just as I may speak one way with friends and another way when applying for a bank loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, despite all this my work comes from a sensitivity to being a Black male in America. The photographs represent my journey and experiences thus far. They are my way of seeing. That way most likely will evolve as life experiences adjust what I value and how I look at things. I'm not sure what life has in store for me further down the road, but its important for me to look back at the photos I've done thus far and see a progression. And so far I am glad that I've stayed, for the most part, true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ARL_D_IPuN4/TlJeGmuGunI/AAAAAAAABa4/RFBAsf-QAFY/s1600/Man%2BAbout%2BTown%2Bby%2BVLSphoto%2B2011r.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643676750614805106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ARL_D_IPuN4/TlJeGmuGunI/AAAAAAAABa4/RFBAsf-QAFY/s400/Man%2BAbout%2BTown%2Bby%2BVLSphoto%2B2011r.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"R.I.P. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pookie&lt;/span&gt;" and "Man About Town" Copyright 2011 Vincent Lee Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7559208053978627846?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7559208053978627846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7559208053978627846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7559208053978627846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7559208053978627846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/08/at-random-2-b-or-not-2-b-black.html' title='At Random - 2 B or Not 2 B: a Black Photographer'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WLgh5fjtobM/TlJeJ41aIbI/AAAAAAAABbA/yP-LSvABoe4/s72-c/R.I.P.%2BPookie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5010203645787227744</id><published>2011-08-19T17:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T17:00:44.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>"The reason birds can fly and we can't is simply because they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings." - J.M. Barrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5010203645787227744?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5010203645787227744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5010203645787227744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5010203645787227744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5010203645787227744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote-unquote_19.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2353950332543274897</id><published>2011-08-18T14:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T14:42:44.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Knowledge speaks, wisdom &lt;em&gt;listens&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2353950332543274897?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2353950332543274897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2353950332543274897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2353950332543274897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2353950332543274897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/08/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7746829378256761394</id><published>2011-08-11T16:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T16:05:48.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Women of Color</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3WHc-0B2-Q/TkQ1FRAfW1I/AAAAAAAABaw/VyfXPkhfRtA/s1600/Nadeshiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639690997955779410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3WHc-0B2-Q/TkQ1FRAfW1I/AAAAAAAABaw/VyfXPkhfRtA/s400/Nadeshiko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Been working hard on finding women to be apart of the "Women of Color" series that will be apart of the pplofcolor.com website. Hope to unveil it before the end of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te series focuses on answering the question: What does it mean to be 'White' in America? With some of the women giving their own answers in 400 words or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Nadeshiko" Copyright VLS 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7746829378256761394?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7746829378256761394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7746829378256761394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7746829378256761394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7746829378256761394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/08/at-random-women-of-color.html' title='At Random - Women of Color'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3WHc-0B2-Q/TkQ1FRAfW1I/AAAAAAAABaw/VyfXPkhfRtA/s72-c/Nadeshiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-189808075126674646</id><published>2011-07-31T02:38:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T02:58:50.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Stephen King</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I recognize fear as the finest emotion and will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I'll go for the gross-out."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stephen King from his non-fiction book "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Danse&lt;/span&gt; Macabre&lt;/em&gt;" (originally posted on my blog August 1o, 2010)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635405375517007794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_9-uYZIYUo/TjT7VNUEn7I/AAAAAAAABao/eHC64iU_ui8/s400/Ascending.jpg" /&gt;This quote informs pretty much what I try to do when I photograph nudes for my "Perfect" project. I think its essential to first try to create an image no one has ever seen before. Then if that doesn't seem to be working, I go for different angles, poses, and try to use texture and pattern in interesting ways. If I'm not creating any art, then I go for glamour or erotica. And lastly if nothing else is working I just go for the porn shot. Luckily I seem to fail a lot less these days and haven't had to go for the low blow, but as Stephen King reminds me - all is fair in love and war, and art - so I've been challenging myself of late to take a no prisoner, no holds barred approach to my nudes, and so far I'm winning that battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Ascending: Light, Form, Flesh" Copyright Vincent Lee Smith 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-189808075126674646?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/189808075126674646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=189808075126674646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/189808075126674646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/189808075126674646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-random-stephen-king.html' title='At Random - Stephen King'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_9-uYZIYUo/TjT7VNUEn7I/AAAAAAAABao/eHC64iU_ui8/s72-c/Ascending.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7773319514655867257</id><published>2011-07-25T11:52:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:08:02.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Treble Lifter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dK0SWbht7ZA/Ti2SIrXYooI/AAAAAAAABaY/ygdL77rYrnc/s1600/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633319386687775362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dK0SWbht7ZA/Ti2SIrXYooI/AAAAAAAABaY/ygdL77rYrnc/s400/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BE.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend Blade invited me to catch his new band Treble Lifter at Jammin' Java. But I had already been invited to go to the Cheesecake Factory in Friendship Heights after work w an Ashley Judd look-a-like. Could I fit in both? Was I going against the old adage "Bros before..."? I figured I was slick enough to get em both in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAzTGhqvk-4/Ti2SA28q6fI/AAAAAAAABaI/-sHz0dRj1LI/s1600/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633319252357999090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CAzTGhqvk-4/Ti2SA28q6fI/AAAAAAAABaI/-sHz0dRj1LI/s400/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BC.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I met her at the Factory - was witty, charming and self-effacing. Crammed my pie hole, she paid, I left and then scooted down to the rendevous point to meet my best friend - The Dane - to catch a ride to the show. We get there and I see some of my old co-workers. We slid up front, nestled our ears against the speakers and were wowed: great show: my ears are still ringing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj8I5dmqb-4/Ti2R8zM4VVI/AAAAAAAABaA/vjPyWCWeoM4/s1600/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633319182632768850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj8I5dmqb-4/Ti2R8zM4VVI/AAAAAAAABaA/vjPyWCWeoM4/s400/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend, Blade, pounding on the drums like the Mighty Thor. Awesome show. Can't wait for the next one. You don't have to wait though, you can purchase the Treble Lifter EP on amazon.com - Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLH6B8yrJD4/Ti2R5VO8ACI/AAAAAAAABZ4/AKCV4D6flNA/s1600/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633319123048726562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fLH6B8yrJD4/Ti2R5VO8ACI/AAAAAAAABZ4/AKCV4D6flNA/s400/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Treble Lifter series" Copyright Vincent Lee Smith 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7773319514655867257?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7773319514655867257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7773319514655867257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7773319514655867257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7773319514655867257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-random-treble-lifter.html' title='At Random - Treble Lifter'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dK0SWbht7ZA/Ti2SIrXYooI/AAAAAAAABaY/ygdL77rYrnc/s72-c/Treble%2BLifter%2Bat%2BJammin%2BJava%2B7-13-2011%2BE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2931940337973659950</id><published>2011-07-21T10:52:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:21:30.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections - Amy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNIxrBRQiiI/Tig9XyLnSlI/AAAAAAAABZw/iHvjDwV0krQ/s1600/Amy%2Bat%2BCheesecake%2BFactory%2B7-13-2011%2BAAAA%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631818812843575890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNIxrBRQiiI/Tig9XyLnSlI/AAAAAAAABZw/iHvjDwV0krQ/s400/Amy%2Bat%2BCheesecake%2BFactory%2B7-13-2011%2BAAAA%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Met Amy at work some years ago and I remarked that she reminded me of Ashley Judd (from the movie "Eye of the Beholder"). She thought I was bullshitting her, but she smiled anyway and we have gone on to become friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one especially warm humid D.C. summer evening we met up at The Cheesecake Factory in Friendship Heights. I happened to have my little Olympus Stylus Epic film camera because I was going to a friend's rock show right after dinner. The hostess sat us down near the window and the suffused light was perfect on Amy. So I asked her to hold still and just look out the window. Reluctantly she did and that's how this photo came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I see this, Amy reminds me of two of my favorite actresses - Ashley Judd and Katy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jurado&lt;/span&gt; - put together. What more could a man ask for? Well the food was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amy Kathleen Cole Copyright Vincent Lee Smith 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2931940337973659950?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2931940337973659950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2931940337973659950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2931940337973659950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2931940337973659950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/07/amy.html' title='Reflections - Amy'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vNIxrBRQiiI/Tig9XyLnSlI/AAAAAAAABZw/iHvjDwV0krQ/s72-c/Amy%2Bat%2BCheesecake%2BFactory%2B7-13-2011%2BAAAA%2Br.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5152575631866631646</id><published>2011-06-30T16:59:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:33:24.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master - Summer Sprung</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na6iOgjqdQU/ThS1tcdYnpI/AAAAAAAABZo/1KRUYahglaU/s1600/Anouar%2BBrahem%2B-%2BLes%2BPas%2Bdu%2BChat%2BNoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321626830773906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na6iOgjqdQU/ThS1tcdYnpI/AAAAAAAABZo/1KRUYahglaU/s400/Anouar%2BBrahem%2B-%2BLes%2BPas%2Bdu%2BChat%2BNoir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anouar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Brahem&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Le Pas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; Chat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Noir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day this Spring, on a whim, I typed in the word "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;noir&lt;/span&gt;" into amazon's music section and this is one of the albums that popped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I did. Its a amazing chamber jazz trio with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;oud&lt;/span&gt;, accordion and piano. Strange bedfellows, but oh what sweet music they make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairly melancholy throughout, but the accordion is especially delightful and makes this whole affair sound as if it the soundtrack to the movie "Amelie" merged with a middle eastern film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be difficult for some listeners to get past the strange sounds of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;oud&lt;/span&gt; and accordion mix, but I think once you do, this is a very rewarding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. It has very quickly become one of my favorites and will most certainly make my blog year's best buy list this December. Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvCFmSFDH0k/ThS1p3rkZDI/AAAAAAAABZg/gG9XP796Kqg/s1600/Blue%2BSky%2BBlack%2BDeath%2B-%2BNoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321565418546226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvCFmSFDH0k/ThS1p3rkZDI/AAAAAAAABZg/gG9XP796Kqg/s400/Blue%2BSky%2BBlack%2BDeath%2B-%2BNoir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Blue Sky Black Death - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; I found on amazon.com when I typed in the word "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;noir&lt;/span&gt;". Also very happy I found this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If instrumental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;crescendo&lt;/span&gt; rock band Explosions in the Sky did an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;electronica&lt;/span&gt;/hip-hop album produced by Danger Mouse I think it would sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Sheen would say this is "epic", because it boasts a sweeping sound that mixes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;electronica&lt;/span&gt;, hip-hop beats, with r&amp;amp;b vocal snippets, that all together makes a work of art that is fun, dark, and lightweight all at the same time. More importantly its not didactic, nothing overbearing here and its not fluffy either. Great music to drive to as it will give your speakers a good work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMZ9zJhPHTM/ThS1mQvpJ1I/AAAAAAAABZY/hu75EGCUZGc/s1600/Charlene%2BKaye%2B-%2BThings%2BI%2Bwill%2BNeed%2BIn%2Bthe%2BPast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321503427045202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMZ9zJhPHTM/ThS1mQvpJ1I/AAAAAAAABZY/hu75EGCUZGc/s400/Charlene%2BKaye%2B-%2BThings%2BI%2Bwill%2BNeed%2BIn%2Bthe%2BPast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Charlene Kaye - &lt;em&gt;Things I Will Need In The Past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My friend Ashley turned me onto Charlene. I enjoyed her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, but when I saw her live at a house party in D.C. recently I became a true fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely a Starbucks type singer; as her calm assured voice tends to float over the band. Unlike Norah Jones, who is more jazz pop, Charlene has a folksy flavor to her pop songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out "Human", "Magnolia Wine" and my favorite "Different Colored Eyes". An up and coming singer with a bright future. If she were a stock she'd be a "Strong Buy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B36keZZBADw/ThS1jmLsNxI/AAAAAAAABZQ/kCRs8YqTaXo/s1600/Ex%2Bin%2Bthe%2BSky%2B-%2BTake%2BCare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321457642223378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B36keZZBADw/ThS1jmLsNxI/AAAAAAAABZQ/kCRs8YqTaXo/s400/Ex%2Bin%2Bthe%2BSky%2B-%2BTake%2BCare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Explosions in The Sky - &lt;em&gt;Take Care, Take Care, Take Care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much more you can say about these instrumental rockers from Texas. They make what I call crescendo rock - cinematic, sweeping and epic - long songs that mean something. Often their tunes are heavy, but the weight feels good on you, never chafes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They treat their instrumental rock like classical pieces. There are ebbs and flows and they can go from near silence to all out violence in mere seconds and it sounds - great! If you've heard their work before, they have added a few exotic (for them) touches, especially adding in a few vocals here and there, but mostly this is more of the same, just better. Doubtful they'll ever totally match the brilliance of their 3rd album ("Earth...") but listen to the track "Let Me Back In" and it certainly meets if not exceeds anything they've done thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DB4XQiGR_QI/ThS1gqTO9yI/AAAAAAAABZI/mSiXWf5aBXM/s1600/Gil%2BScott-Heron%2Band%2BJamie%2BXX%2B-%2BWe%2527re%2BNew%2BHere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321407207995170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DB4XQiGR_QI/ThS1gqTO9yI/AAAAAAAABZI/mSiXWf5aBXM/s400/Gil%2BScott-Heron%2Band%2BJamie%2BXX%2B-%2BWe%2527re%2BNew%2BHere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gil Scott-Heron &amp;amp; Jamie Xx - &lt;em&gt;We're New Here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard about this album this Spring, but didn't get it until I heard Gil had passed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the 1st track to the last its an experiment that pays dividends to the listener each time he puts it on. Jamie XX a hot young producer takes a recent Gil record and fully turns it on, taking it from a jazz thing to an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;electronica&lt;/span&gt;/hip-hop joint and does it reverently. Not an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start with "I'm New Here" and "My Cloud" then go from there. I think you'll like this experiment in sonic R&amp;amp;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOdrtgHZNHE/ThS1c1L_pII/AAAAAAAABZA/KL_VpFaF4Uc/s1600/Robert%2BNighthawk%2B-%2BBricks%2Bin%2Bmy%2BPillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321341410944130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOdrtgHZNHE/ThS1c1L_pII/AAAAAAAABZA/KL_VpFaF4Uc/s400/Robert%2BNighthawk%2B-%2BBricks%2Bin%2Bmy%2BPillow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Robert Nighthawk - &lt;em&gt;Bricks in my Pillow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Fiending&lt;/span&gt; for raw, unadulterated good time feeling blues? I was, so I reached for my wallet and paid to have some Robert Nighthawk sent to my doorstep. And he did nicely to satisfy my craving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard Robert Nighthawk songs on compilations before and always dug his good clear sounding voice and great guitar playing and his band is right there with him note for note. The songs are typical blues fare, but you don't go to fish fry for chicken now do you, so you get what you pay for and what you pay for is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out "The Moon is Rising", "You Missed A Good Man" and "Maggie Campbell".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVNorziixYg/ThS1Zdg8_BI/AAAAAAAABY4/V8UtqWJRiH8/s1600/Sarah%2BWilson%2B-%2BTrapeze%2BProject.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321283516791826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVNorziixYg/ThS1Zdg8_BI/AAAAAAAABY4/V8UtqWJRiH8/s400/Sarah%2BWilson%2B-%2BTrapeze%2BProject.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sarah Wilson - &lt;em&gt;Trapeze Project&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I heard this on NPR and wrote it down while driving my son back home one Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz trumpeter and vocalist Sarah Wilson was a surprise. She has the kind of clear bright tone that I haven't heard in awhile. Some trumpeters kinda slur their notes, not here; she's right there with you every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her compositions tend to be formal, but her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;musicians&lt;/span&gt; (especially her clarinetist) are kindred spirits and they play loose enough with the material that its more business casual. My favorite track is "She Stands In A Room". I wish I were a better music writer to really describe this tune for you, but I'm not, so I'll just tell you how it made me feel - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;elated&lt;/span&gt;. Its cinematic without being too dramatic, very well balanced piece that has nice interplay between the trumpet and clarinet backing her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically if you don't normally like jazz or are looking for something new, this just might be for you - check it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0Fa6f2pntA/ThS1UuR_hII/AAAAAAAABYw/bGj1GqqG3VU/s1600/The%2BSea%2B%2526%2BCake%2B-%2BThe%2BMoonlight%2BButterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321202118100098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0Fa6f2pntA/ThS1UuR_hII/AAAAAAAABYw/bGj1GqqG3VU/s400/The%2BSea%2B%2526%2BCake%2B-%2BThe%2BMoonlight%2BButterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Sea &amp;amp; Cake - &lt;em&gt;The Moonlight Butterfly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was delighted to see that one of my favorite indie-rock bands had a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; out. This one is a bit shorter than the others, but nevertheless I bought it and was pleased with the purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs are bit longer than usual, which was a nice change of pace. They could really stretch out and go for it. However if you are already familiar with the band there isn't much else new here for you to latch onto, but no matter - their breezy lyrics, contemplative (almost to the point of melancholy) vibe is what you came for anyway. Relaxing bliss without putting you to sleep. Most excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IEh8FWlQNrw/ThS1SK84NvI/AAAAAAAABYo/livb1YJBDws/s1600/Steve%2BTurre%2B-%2BSanctified%2BShells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321158274561778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IEh8FWlQNrw/ThS1SK84NvI/AAAAAAAABYo/livb1YJBDws/s400/Steve%2BTurre%2B-%2BSanctified%2BShells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Turre&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sanctified Shells&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening track to this L&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;atin&lt;/span&gt; jazz &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; "Explorations" is the theme song for the Latin Flavor on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;WPFW&lt;/span&gt; here in D.C. and I listen to it often while driving my son around on the weekends. I really dug the sounds of this band playing these large sea shells that after months of hearing the theme just went out and bought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although this album came out in '93 you'd never know it. Sounds like it could have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;produced&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the band playing seas shells like horns and with trombones also in the mix and a great percussion section backing all this up, you just can't miss with this one. Check out the long form mystical "Beautiful India" and Carmen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Turre&lt;/span&gt; tearing it up on castanets on "Toreador". A solid album from beginning to end. Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFhs5edR62k/ThS1O5ftd_I/AAAAAAAABYg/Qt_teFT_xJk/s1600/Talib%2BKweli%2B-%2BEardrum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626321102049212402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFhs5edR62k/ThS1O5ftd_I/AAAAAAAABYg/Qt_teFT_xJk/s400/Talib%2BKweli%2B-%2BEardrum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Talib&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Kweli&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Eardrum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to review no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;brainers&lt;/span&gt;, like Miles Davis' "Kind of Blue" or Michael Jackson's "Off The Wall", I mean because everybody knows they are the bomb. But the whole idea of this blog is to give love to what I find inspirational or stuff i just dig. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is in both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;categories&lt;/span&gt;. I just had to put this hip-hop cd in, because all too often I'll be driving fools and they'll say "Who's this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Talib&lt;/span&gt; upped the ante and got with hot producers and had guest artists on nearly every track, but he's still the master of his domain never letting the other folks take over or he just do a "walk through" like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;DeNiro&lt;/span&gt; does some of his movies. Each track he's packing thoughtful rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good friend and ex, Kendra, put me on to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and I was like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;whaaat&lt;/span&gt;, little miss gospel is listening to hip-hop" and sure '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;nough&lt;/span&gt; this joint was like that. So take it from me, a dude who's not the biggest hip-hop head, but knows a good thing when he hears it - go all in and buy this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. Check out "Country Cousins" if you need confirmation before purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5152575631866631646?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5152575631866631646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5152575631866631646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5152575631866631646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5152575631866631646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/06/review-master-summer-sprung.html' title='Re[view] Master - Summer Sprung'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Na6iOgjqdQU/ThS1tcdYnpI/AAAAAAAABZo/1KRUYahglaU/s72-c/Anouar%2BBrahem%2B-%2BLes%2BPas%2Bdu%2BChat%2BNoir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3900181772439469880</id><published>2011-06-30T16:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T16:59:55.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We Americans are living in a state of the unreal because we are denying the reality of our lives, in all things we say and do. We talk one way and act another. We talk about talk. We talk about things that don't need talk and we are silent about things that we should talk about. We do what we don't believe, we feel but we don't act. We see and we remain silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DeCarava&lt;/span&gt; from "If It Hasn't Been One Of Color" by Ivor Miller in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Callaloo&lt;/span&gt; 13, 1990&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3900181772439469880?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3900181772439469880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3900181772439469880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3900181772439469880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3900181772439469880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/06/quote-unquote_30.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5184569920804315500</id><published>2011-06-14T14:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T14:14:48.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - The Original Boys From the Hood</title><content type='html'>Bert &amp;amp; Ernie Go Gansta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/21OH0wlkfbc"&gt;http://youtu.be/21OH0wlkfbc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made Me Laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5184569920804315500?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5184569920804315500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5184569920804315500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5184569920804315500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5184569920804315500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/06/at-random-original-boys-from.html' title='At Random - The Original Boys From the Hood'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-6553491964785248968</id><published>2011-06-13T10:49:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:16:24.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ppl of color:  Photography Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiS4QmATl2Y/TfYjvLzdi7I/AAAAAAAABXQ/0QdHlfj0gp0/s1600/Forever%2B21%2Bstore%2Bwindow%2B5-2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617716878720732082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiS4QmATl2Y/TfYjvLzdi7I/AAAAAAAABXQ/0QdHlfj0gp0/s400/Forever%2B21%2Bstore%2Bwindow%2B5-2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nearly finished with the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; installment of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; of color photography series that explores what it means to be 'White' in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617721857677652594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i1JWpYmLWkM/TfYoQ_3S8nI/AAAAAAAABYA/w13_ztaJ_lk/s400/mannequin%2Bfrom%2B2006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website &lt;a href="http://www.pplofcolor.com/"&gt;http://www.pplofcolor.com/&lt;/a&gt; is forthcoming and will ask photographers of all levels to send in their work and together further the discussion on one of the most invisible aspects of race in America. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617723182272139538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2Kkk6SbvXY/TfYpeGXO0RI/AAAAAAAABYI/OjkyLghdObY/s400/1st%2BLady%2BDresses%2BKennedy%2BCenter%2B2005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617720767241790674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlW_O4FXITI/TfYnRhrIJNI/AAAAAAAABXw/OUqdemtnC0o/s400/Window%2B%2BGirl%2B%2B%2BHue%2BChange%2Band%2B1%2Bstep%2Bcontrast%2Bdarker.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Forever 21", "With Flower", "First Lady Dresses - Kennedy Center" and "Window Girl" Copyright Vincent Lee Smith 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-6553491964785248968?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/6553491964785248968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=6553491964785248968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6553491964785248968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6553491964785248968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/06/ppl-of-color-photography-series.html' title='ppl of color:  Photography Series'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiS4QmATl2Y/TfYjvLzdi7I/AAAAAAAABXQ/0QdHlfj0gp0/s72-c/Forever%2B21%2Bstore%2Bwindow%2B5-2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5362068752274560927</id><published>2011-06-09T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:19:42.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>*While you are experimenting, do not remain content with the surface of things. Don't become a mere recorder of facts, but try to penetrate the mystery of their origin.* - Isabel Allende&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5362068752274560927?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5362068752274560927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5362068752274560927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5362068752274560927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5362068752274560927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/06/quote-unquote_09.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-102606232934963654</id><published>2011-06-08T13:27:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:35:17.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615903360212724642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aTgyC-spG8/Te-yWg5m66I/AAAAAAAABXE/_VG0UVEE9PI/s400/drseuss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Be who you are and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say what you feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't matter and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those who matter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't mind.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Seuss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-102606232934963654?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/102606232934963654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=102606232934963654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/102606232934963654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/102606232934963654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/06/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7aTgyC-spG8/Te-yWg5m66I/AAAAAAAABXE/_VG0UVEE9PI/s72-c/drseuss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-9192487562554597966</id><published>2011-05-10T10:40:00.031-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:46:38.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sK6PMgFRq8E/TdU_vBGL-PI/AAAAAAAABWY/_5vnDr1-Zlc/s1600/Big%2BRemo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458987940608242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sK6PMgFRq8E/TdU_vBGL-PI/AAAAAAAABWY/_5vnDr1-Zlc/s400/Big%2BRemo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Remo&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Entrapment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borders Books &amp;amp; Music on 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; L St NW here in D.C. was closing shop. It had always been one of my stomping grounds to just hang, and inadvertently find cool shit along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went down to the music section on a mission. Saw this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and the "9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Wonder presents..." got me to pick it up and that was it. Bought it, got it home and it was just as i thought it would be - good solid hip-hop from a slew of hip-hop producers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rhymes are strong and consistent. Every track is good, some like "Girls Wanted" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Woop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Woop&lt;/span&gt;" are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alotta&lt;/span&gt; fun to listen to. Check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd6vEglKWXQ/TdU_rMvFRVI/AAAAAAAABWQ/vsmuiyPba0Q/s1600/Broken%2BBells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458922345448786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wd6vEglKWXQ/TdU_rMvFRVI/AAAAAAAABWQ/vsmuiyPba0Q/s400/Broken%2BBells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken Bells&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted new music. Had heard about this duo of Danger Mouse and James Mercer and thought it'd be good, so I dived in totally unaware of what I was getting into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out this I was right. The fun thing about this collaboration is that every single song is unexpected. You just don't know what to expect. However, every song is also true to the sonic vision of the pair and remains consistent without being boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it can get a bit tired by the end, but listen to "Vaporize", "Sailing to Nowhere" and "Mongrel Heart" and you'll know that there are enough surprises to keep you thoroughly engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6g4arXwQkpM/TdU_meiCXbI/AAAAAAAABWI/MD66gv9Tkj0/s1600/Carlos%2BCantana%2BJohn%2BMcLaughlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458841223224754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6g4arXwQkpM/TdU_meiCXbI/AAAAAAAABWI/MD66gv9Tkj0/s400/Carlos%2BCantana%2BJohn%2BMcLaughlin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Carlos Santana/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mahavishnu&lt;/span&gt; John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;McLauglin&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Love Devotion Surrender&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a bit of mystery. Not sure where or when or at what point I picked it up. Was it when I was a kid in high school, in college, or after college? But it seems to have been with me for many many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a good book, I always go back to it, find the same joy I did when I first picked it up. The great lines and parts always get me again. As the title refers this is a spiritual journey. Not for everyone. But the playing is mesmerizing. The intent is there: to play as if the instruments are one with you and one with the listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of the tracks are Coltrane originals and both hum with the jazz/rock fusion. This is above all else - engaging. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FLNLal_52eA/TdU_ipOIMqI/AAAAAAAABWA/ckseDCM7FmA/s1600/Eric%2BRoberson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458775373034146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FLNLal_52eA/TdU_ipOIMqI/AAAAAAAABWA/ckseDCM7FmA/s400/Eric%2BRoberson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eric Roberson - &lt;em&gt;The Vault vol. 1.5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere in early April I get a text from my college buddy, Graham, who tells me to pick up this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. So I do. It comes in the mail, I drop it in and its excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;How'd&lt;/span&gt; he know I'd been thinking about getting a chilled out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;neo&lt;/span&gt;-soul R&amp;amp;B joint for these Spring late night pollination sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric's lovely voice at first sounds relaxed, but inside the lyrics is an urgency. That's a nice trick to turn, to sound mellow but also expectant. My favorites are "Couldn't Hear Me Over The Music", "Past Paradise" and "Rock With You", but this reworking of songs on Vault 1 never disappoint and each one stands on its own. Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2CBBXQSBK0/TdU_fT5biJI/AAAAAAAABV4/JQI0wFNgtsM/s1600/Foreign%2BBorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458718109468818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c2CBBXQSBK0/TdU_fT5biJI/AAAAAAAABV4/JQI0wFNgtsM/s400/Foreign%2BBorn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foreign Born - &lt;em&gt;In The Remote Woods&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bought their newest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; "Person to Person" and loved it, so I went back and got this one, which is much more urgent and hard rock than the summer feel of "Person". But the anthems are still there and their sound sounds like U2 met Filter (without all the screaming).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 songs, but they make up for it with density: 4 out of the 5 really hit hard. Only the last title track missed its mark for me. Otherwise each song is fully formed. Lots of great drumming, passionate singing, and nimble jangly guitars, they create a dense wall of sound, but the lyrics never seem to get lost and it all makes sense. Great driving music: filled with angst and makes you wanna go fucking fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDZq-jc33gE/TdU_bzX_96I/AAAAAAAABVw/_hX0Q7JBhsw/s1600/James%2BBrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458657839708066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDZq-jc33gE/TdU_bzX_96I/AAAAAAAABVw/_hX0Q7JBhsw/s400/James%2BBrown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;James Brown - &lt;em&gt;Messing With The Blues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like James Brown's early 60s music and if you like the Blues, well then you'll enjoy this two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; collection of his blues side. This is however a compilation of music that ranges from Louis Jordan covers of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Caldonia&lt;/span&gt;" and "Ain't Nobody Here But Us Chickens" to funkier numbers like "Further On Up The Road" and "Honky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Tonk&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mostly music that Little Richard would have had no trouble singing, so if you can deal with that late 50s early 60s feel, then cool otherwise leave this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff if you don't mind missing the funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf_ldYm0ZAA/TdU_XatytoI/AAAAAAAABVo/_vNj4npdy1w/s1600/Kem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458582500750978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kf_ldYm0ZAA/TdU_XatytoI/AAAAAAAABVo/_vNj4npdy1w/s400/Kem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kem&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Intimacy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady I'd been seeing off and on for one-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nighters&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me during one of our off periods extolling the virtues of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. "Okay" I said "I'll check it out." Five months later I finally did. I bought it and sure enough this was smooth jazz/R&amp;amp;B at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is filled with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kem's&lt;/span&gt; wonderful phrasing and the late night candle lit vibe is on every song. Perfect for snuggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly Recommended for lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEzCWRgIaHM/TdU_Ut8NOmI/AAAAAAAABVg/ZuEQ3L6Ae9A/s1600/Maria%2BMuldaur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458536121875042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aEzCWRgIaHM/TdU_Ut8NOmI/AAAAAAAABVg/ZuEQ3L6Ae9A/s400/Maria%2BMuldaur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maria &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Muldaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had never heard of her. But I loved the cover. I know, I know - never judge it by the cover - but I did. Borders Books &amp;amp; Music on 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; L St was closing and I went down to the basement where they had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; and went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the leftovers - detritus mostly - and found this folk/rock gem hidden behind some other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very peaceful music ("Midnight at the Oasis"), nothing too heavy, and even the heaviest song ("Long Hard Climb") sounds delightful with her amazing voice just lifting you up like a mama lifting a child who's skinned its knee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70s Folk/Rock at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1Sev24G7YQ/TdU_Rf2lZEI/AAAAAAAABVY/_n9CLGpioRI/s1600/N%2527Dambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458480800588866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a1Sev24G7YQ/TdU_Rf2lZEI/AAAAAAAABVY/_n9CLGpioRI/s400/N%2527Dambi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;N'Dambi&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Weird Kinda Wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;N'Dambi&lt;/span&gt; takes a more hard edged rock feel here to mix with her soul drawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She struts her stuff, tells her lover to "Get On Up" and get out; tells another that they "Can't Change me" and the finally the best song pleads with another lover (or the same) to "Stay" - a 7 minute slow burn. Excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be the mixed up middle child between her debut "...Lost Girl Blues" and her newest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; "Pink Elephant" which is her most solid to date, but this fits in nicely with her vision of where to take soul. Enjoy the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eHVHAzDYS_Q/TdU_M89A56I/AAAAAAAABVQ/l-HSvMybi2c/s1600/Robert%2BGlasper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608458402712840098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eHVHAzDYS_Q/TdU_M89A56I/AAAAAAAABVQ/l-HSvMybi2c/s400/Robert%2BGlasper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Glasper&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;In My Element&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This was another cat I'd never heard of before taking that fateful trip to Borders that was closing up shop and taking some chances on folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effortlessly flitting between the late night hip-hop sounds of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;JDillalude&lt;/span&gt;" and "F.T.B." to the gospel track "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Y'Outta&lt;/span&gt; Praise Him" to straight ahead jazz of "One For 'Grew" - pianist Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Glasper&lt;/span&gt; and his trio just load this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; with everything and it all works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like jazz, and you yearn for something a bit unexpected, but not too heavy, not too light, then this my friend is for you. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-9192487562554597966?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/9192487562554597966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=9192487562554597966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9192487562554597966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9192487562554597966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/05/review-master.html' title='Re[view] Master'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sK6PMgFRq8E/TdU_vBGL-PI/AAAAAAAABWY/_5vnDr1-Zlc/s72-c/Big%2BRemo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3338406681308362607</id><published>2011-05-04T15:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T15:31:02.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Nikon 80-200mm Lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602945221452573282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9qJ82qWZ5bc/TcGo_kSnKmI/AAAAAAAABTY/afjW8IZT0_Q/s400/Valet%2Bby%2BVLSphoto%2B2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSkx86Al3PI/TcGpCHE3TxI/AAAAAAAABTg/bGBefnvt8PM/s1600/Woman%2Bin%2BCosi%2Bon%2Bcellphone%2Bby%2BVLSphoto%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602945265149890322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSkx86Al3PI/TcGpCHE3TxI/AAAAAAAABTg/bGBefnvt8PM/s400/Woman%2Bin%2BCosi%2Bon%2Bcellphone%2Bby%2BVLSphoto%2B2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying out my new Nikon 80-200mm lens at Cosi cafe on 20th &amp;amp; MSt NW DC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photos VLSphoto 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3338406681308362607?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3338406681308362607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3338406681308362607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3338406681308362607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3338406681308362607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/05/at-random-nikon-80-200mm-lens.html' title='At Random - Nikon 80-200mm Lens'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9qJ82qWZ5bc/TcGo_kSnKmI/AAAAAAAABTY/afjW8IZT0_Q/s72-c/Valet%2Bby%2BVLSphoto%2B2011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-6441170664678033730</id><published>2011-04-21T10:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T10:38:41.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next on NetFlix - The Fog (1980)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufdb_Eqle4E/TbA__lMzA2I/AAAAAAAABTI/EFw-gc-dR1E/s1600/The%2BFog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598044698371621730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufdb_Eqle4E/TbA__lMzA2I/AAAAAAAABTI/EFw-gc-dR1E/s400/The%2BFog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Fog, &lt;em&gt;directed by John Carpenter, 1980, Starring Jamie Lee Curtis, Adrienne &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barbeau&lt;/span&gt;, Tom Atkins, and Janet Leigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite films, just wanted to honor it by putting up the ghost story that begins the film...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...One hundred years ago on the 21st of April, out in the waters around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spivey&lt;/span&gt; Point, a small clipper ship drew toward land. Suddenly, out of the night, the fog rolled in. For a moment, they could see nothing, not a foot in front of them. Then, they saw a light. By God, it was a fire burning on the shore, strong enough to penetrate the swirling mist. They steered a course toward the light. But it was a campfire, like this one. The ship crashed against the rocks, the hull sheared in two, mars snapped like a twig. The wreckage sank, with all the men aboard. At the bottom of the sea, lay the Elizabeth Dane, with her crew, their lungs filled with salt water, their eyes open, staring to the darkness. And above, as suddenly as it come, the fog lifted, receded back across the ocean and never came again. But it is told by the fishermen, and their fathers and grandfathers, that when the fog returns to Antonio Bay, the men at the bottom of the sea, out in the water by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spivey&lt;/span&gt; Point will rise up and search for the campfire that led them to their dark, icy death."&lt;/em&gt; - Old Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Machen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598044780955294418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EwMZf4WruXw/TbBAEY2R2tI/AAAAAAAABTQ/FZgQSCXYQEA/s400/fog_blake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Images from the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-6441170664678033730?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/6441170664678033730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=6441170664678033730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6441170664678033730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6441170664678033730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/04/next-on-netflix-fog-1980.html' title='Next on NetFlix - The Fog (1980)'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ufdb_Eqle4E/TbA__lMzA2I/AAAAAAAABTI/EFw-gc-dR1E/s72-c/The%2BFog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4300246443928171628</id><published>2011-04-17T19:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:27:31.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>If you are already wet, there's no reason to be afraid of the rain. - Iraqi saying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4300246443928171628?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4300246443928171628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4300246443928171628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4300246443928171628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4300246443928171628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5207484579159703001</id><published>2011-04-13T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T10:23:27.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - The Power of Nudity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wonderwall.msn.com/music/born-this-way-literally-gaga-mariah-and-more-celebs-on-the-power-of-nudity-1613794.story?gt1=28135"&gt;http://wonderwall.msn.com/music/born-this-way-literally-gaga-mariah-and-more-celebs-on-the-power-of-nudity-1613794.story?gt1=28135&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5207484579159703001?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5207484579159703001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5207484579159703001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5207484579159703001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5207484579159703001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-random-power-of-nudity.html' title='At Random - The Power of Nudity'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-484110110317743161</id><published>2011-04-08T11:07:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:28:18.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - "1 Million Dollars!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkEEZyHPdS0/TZ8lbTBDjPI/AAAAAAAABSY/otR3B4u2NlQ/s1600/Bill%2BVLS.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593230413108841714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkEEZyHPdS0/TZ8lbTBDjPI/AAAAAAAABSY/otR3B4u2NlQ/s400/Bill%2BVLS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When I was a kid, my Father would be driving along in his car or his landscaping truck at 50 miles per hour in a 35 mph zone and suddenly he'd pull over to the side of the road, hop out, go off running, bend over, pick something up, then come back, hop back in the car and hand me a $20 bill. It happened so often that it wouldn't faze me in the slightest. My Dad had the original "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gun sight&lt;/span&gt; eyes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its a trait that even with my piss poor eyesight have picked up. And that was the case when walking home yesterday and about a half block away I notice blowing in the grass this mint green piece of paper. It was money! Right then I see two dudes walking my way in the opposite direction - they were also a half block away. Would they see the bill, would they get to it before me? I didn't pick up my step, I also didn't look at the bill anymore lest they follow my eyes like a safety reading a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;quarterback&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The two dudes passed by it near their feet completely unaware, but I saw them turn when I stopped to reach down and pick up the bill. I laughed and immediately reached for my camera to document my million dollar folly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Million Dollar Bill" - (C) VLSphoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-484110110317743161?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/484110110317743161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=484110110317743161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/484110110317743161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/484110110317743161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-random-1-million-dollars.html' title='At Random - &quot;1 Million Dollars!&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkEEZyHPdS0/TZ8lbTBDjPI/AAAAAAAABSY/otR3B4u2NlQ/s72-c/Bill%2BVLS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4819380739881840796</id><published>2011-04-05T15:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T16:12:56.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Palmer &amp; Nicklaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kBu-yss4TM/TZt0Gun2jcI/AAAAAAAABSQ/x9Pf2LBbpDg/s1600/Palmer%2B%2526%2BNicklaus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592191021253823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kBu-yss4TM/TZt0Gun2jcI/AAAAAAAABSQ/x9Pf2LBbpDg/s400/Palmer%2B%2526%2BNicklaus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicklaus comparing drivers before teeing aff against each other. I just really like this photo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Credit: Bettmann/Corbis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4819380739881840796?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4819380739881840796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4819380739881840796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4819380739881840796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4819380739881840796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-random-palmer-nicklaus.html' title='At Random - Palmer &amp; Nicklaus'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7kBu-yss4TM/TZt0Gun2jcI/AAAAAAAABSQ/x9Pf2LBbpDg/s72-c/Palmer%2B%2526%2BNicklaus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5942034724869656868</id><published>2011-03-31T11:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T11:11:10.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>The strength of any culture resides in its ability to preserve, cherish, reinvent and grow. - Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5942034724869656868?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5942034724869656868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5942034724869656868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5942034724869656868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5942034724869656868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/03/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4106781697967403657</id><published>2011-03-30T09:27:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T11:43:51.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master - "It's Spring Again!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDvbGMKZwqg/TZShCB8OvoI/AAAAAAAABSI/xBU6OjTWbuA/s1600/The%2BDeep%2BThinkers%2BMake%2BIt%2BQuake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590270093726498434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDvbGMKZwqg/TZShCB8OvoI/AAAAAAAABSI/xBU6OjTWbuA/s400/The%2BDeep%2BThinkers%2BMake%2BIt%2BQuake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Deep Thinkers&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make It Quake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Going through old magazines trying to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;declutter&lt;/span&gt; the house, I ran across a review of this Kansas City based hi-hop duo. It was for their mid-2000s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; "Necks Move", but when I went online to purchase it i saw they had this new joint out, so I bought it instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the very beginning "Intro" my head was bobbing. I played it all the way through while I did work on my computer. When it ended I restarted. And again and again and again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favorites are "Intro", "It's So Fresh" about the ills of poor eating, "99 Bottles" which is a cautionary tale of overindulgence, and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spicey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vindaloo&lt;/span&gt;" which makes good use out of reconfigured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jimi&lt;/span&gt; Hendrix Band of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Gypsys&lt;/span&gt; beat. All in all it is a very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; that falls neatly in with the positive vibes of Tribe Called Quest and De La Soul. Check it out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590270045567394578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b4hC_ZKPgQI/TZSg_OiNIxI/AAAAAAAABSA/F9win0BAIQs/s400/Earth%252C%2BRoots%2BAnd%2BWater%2BInnocent%2BYouths.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Earth, Roots And Water - &lt;em&gt;Innocent Youths &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Late 70s reggae hailing from Toronto Canada. That was enough to get my attention. And was rewarded with a solid dub album. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is very nice, but I especially liked #5 "Lou Sent Me" which is a half talking, half singing R&amp;amp;B track over a nice reggae beat. This song is uplifting as are all the other messages on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This album is firmly in the dub reggae tradition. Nothing startling here, but if you are looking for a reggae &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; that doesn't feature the usual suspects and more obscure, then this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFzfP7oF8kA/TZSg6yXVpUI/AAAAAAAABR4/oQxEKPcZIRM/s1600/The%2BHar-You%2BPercussion%2BGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269969286145346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFzfP7oF8kA/TZSg6yXVpUI/AAAAAAAABR4/oQxEKPcZIRM/s400/The%2BHar-You%2BPercussion%2BGroup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Har&lt;/span&gt;-You Percussion Group&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sounds like a weird Ripley's Believe It or Not social experiment: get a bunch of musically inclined Black and Latino at risk youth in Harlem together, give them instruments and record a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;slammin&lt;/span&gt;' album of funky salsa soul. Except that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; what happened. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My best friend Ed was raving about this crazy LP he picked up, when I asked the name of it so I could see if it was out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, he seemed to hesitate, like he wanted to keep it all to himself, but he told me and sure enough it was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, so I bought it and sure enough it was pretty damn cool. Although percussion abounds on this album, there is plenty of brass to go around, and it is a solid band of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;brothas&lt;/span&gt;. Highly recommended! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLhm55Pzfgo/TZSg4fTHDqI/AAAAAAAABRw/fhfLtsujxsQ/s1600/Houston%2BPerson%2BMoment%2Bto%2BMoment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269929808400034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLhm55Pzfgo/TZSg4fTHDqI/AAAAAAAABRw/fhfLtsujxsQ/s400/Houston%2BPerson%2BMoment%2Bto%2BMoment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Houston Person - &lt;em&gt;Moment to Moment &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Houston Person's newest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is a joy. But then again this is nothing new. He's been doing this seemingly effortlessly for many many years now. And his style of unhurried jazz saxophone is in full effect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While he seems to be best on ballads, in the tradition of other sax greats like Gene &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ammons&lt;/span&gt; and Illinois &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jacquet&lt;/span&gt;, he's just as at ease with mid-tempo standards. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He also seems to be enthused by the youthful enthusiasm of trumpeter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Terell&lt;/span&gt; Stafford on this album as well. Check out my favorites: "Back in New Orleans", "Love Won't Make Me Wait", "I Cover the Waterfront" and "E Nada &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Mais&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KY08viaatSM/TZSg1YRTtxI/AAAAAAAABRo/nFr_x6A16lM/s1600/Isabel%2BBayrakdarian%2BGomidas%2BSongs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269876382185234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KY08viaatSM/TZSg1YRTtxI/AAAAAAAABRo/nFr_x6A16lM/s400/Isabel%2BBayrakdarian%2BGomidas%2BSongs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isabel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Bayradarian&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Gomidas&lt;/span&gt; Songs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Borders Books &amp;amp; Music on 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; L St. in D.C. was my favorite spot right behind Tower Records to pick up music, magazines and books. Plus there were always good looking ladies in there. So when I passed by and saw they were closing down the store and only keeping one in the metro area open my heart sank, but my wallet got a lot lighter, because I went in on a mission to find the last gems I could. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I lucked up on this classical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; of Armenian folk songs. I took a chance, bought it, brought it home and it was wonderful. These may be folks songs, but you'd never know it the way Isabel sang them. Her clarion voice filled my bedroom. I'm not a real music critic, DUH!, so I'm not sure how to truly describe what I heard. But I can tell you what I felt: at ease, slightly uplifted and charmed. Her gift was truly my reward. I hope you get a chance to feel the same way I did. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HXdlurFIuI/TZSgx90gUnI/AAAAAAAABRg/aEFlorErYq8/s1600/John%2BLee%2BHooker%2BIf%2BYou%2BMiss%2B%2527Im...I%2BGot%2B%2527Im.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269817742447218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HXdlurFIuI/TZSgx90gUnI/AAAAAAAABRg/aEFlorErYq8/s400/John%2BLee%2BHooker%2BIf%2BYou%2BMiss%2B%2527Im...I%2BGot%2B%2527Im.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Lee Hooker - &lt;em&gt;If You Miss '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;... I Got '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was a teenager, my first paycheck came from a grocery store up in Jersey called Shop-Rite. I'd walk over after school in the break down lane on a long flat two lane road about a mile and a half. The cars passing close by. Once in awhile someone would yell out something not so nice. But I was young and would barely notice it. My balls were young and tight back then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next door to where I worked was a store called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Caldors&lt;/span&gt;, much like Target is today. They had a music section filled with cassette tapes (yeah, this was way back). One evening I'm browsing and see a "Best of the Blues" with B.B. King and bunch of other dudes on it I hadn't heard of. I buy it, bring it home, and fell in love with the gritty sound of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;JLH&lt;/span&gt; song "Lonesome Mood". It was moody and funky blues with this great stinging guitar breakdown that was only a few seconds long, but it affected me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many many years later after searching for the song I find it on this album. I pick it up and the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; was great. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;JLH&lt;/span&gt; with his cousin Earl Hooker sitting in on guitar doing the jam session thing. Hearing reminds me of my childhood and how I fell in love with the blues as an awkward outsider. I remember the young guys who worked with me making fun of me, but I listened to this stuff anyway, and today I am damn happy I did. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0IqHKi376I/TZSgu-jRYYI/AAAAAAAABRY/BHwUKGZhfBE/s1600/Julie%2BLondon%2BAbout%2Bthe%2BBlues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269766398992770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V0IqHKi376I/TZSgu-jRYYI/AAAAAAAABRY/BHwUKGZhfBE/s400/Julie%2BLondon%2BAbout%2Bthe%2BBlues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Julie London - &lt;em&gt;About the Blues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My friend and ex-lover Shari was telling me about how much she loved Julie London so on her word I went out and bought this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. Of course Shari was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you like late night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;jazzy&lt;/span&gt; smoky sounding female vocals that you can make out to or just lounge around in dim light, then this is for you. &lt;/p&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is made for after the sun goes down. I can't imagine playing this on an early Sunday morning, but I guess you could, but it wouldn't feel right to me. This is an at home solo or with someone you love cuddled up close kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. Just that simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-866CYt0brVY/TZSgrq-8_nI/AAAAAAAABRQ/bEOkBGfI298/s1600/Kermit%2BRuffins%2BHappy%2BTalk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269709606780530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-866CYt0brVY/TZSgrq-8_nI/AAAAAAAABRQ/bEOkBGfI298/s400/Kermit%2BRuffins%2BHappy%2BTalk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kermit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Ruffins&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Happy Talk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My brother Chris had called me the day after this arrived in my mail box saying he was heading to New Orleans. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Mardi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Gras&lt;/span&gt; time and I was jealous that he'd be in New Orleans and I wouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But I had Kermit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Ruffins&lt;/span&gt; latest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and he didn't, I could have a little New Orleans flavor whenever I wanted. Or at least that's what I told myself...&lt;/p&gt;...Kermit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Ruffins&lt;/span&gt;: jazz trumpeter extraordinaire: beautiful bright tone when he wants it and a slightly throaty one when he's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' down in the basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Check out his cheeky takes on kids songs "High Hopes" and "If I Only Had A Brain", as well as my favorites "Hey Look Me Over", "Happy Talk", "La Vie En Rose" and "More Than Yesterday". &lt;/p&gt;I might have missed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Mardi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Gras&lt;/span&gt;, but at least I can whip this baby out when I miss New Orleans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgo5jYdzhmA/TZSgitOnExI/AAAAAAAABRI/UZd0WyFCXyc/s1600/Nathaniel%2BRateliff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590269555590501138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgo5jYdzhmA/TZSgitOnExI/AAAAAAAABRI/UZd0WyFCXyc/s400/Nathaniel%2BRateliff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nathaniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Rateliff&lt;/span&gt; - In Memory of Loss&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dedicated to his Dad, this is an intimate tribute by a folk singer really beginning to bloom. His sound and style are all his own. This is one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; you really have to listen to before you buy. Then if you do buy it, you really have to listen to it when you get it. It's not easy on you. It's lovely and warm and it can break your heart too with its emotion filled songs. Check it out for yourself and see what I mean. Maybe its something you want to bring home with you and maybe not. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkjHEZVyYiQ/TZ8rbfeAf2I/AAAAAAAABSo/gUrlPAm1aBk/s1600/41CERuflA5L__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593237013521268578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkjHEZVyYiQ/TZ8rbfeAf2I/AAAAAAAABSo/gUrlPAm1aBk/s400/41CERuflA5L__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tierra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Adentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not sure what magazine I was scrounging through, maybe it was Ode, but not sure, but it had said it was great music for kids to dance to. So I bought it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very simply put this is various artists performing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Puerto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Rican&lt;/span&gt; folk or "mountain" music, but to my ears it sounded cool as hell. Mixing brass with the rural sounds of the squeezebox, with nimble guitarists and percussion with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; vocals I didn't need to understand to feel the joy inherent in them. Another rare gem you might have overlooked. Highly recommended. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4106781697967403657?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4106781697967403657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4106781697967403657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4106781697967403657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4106781697967403657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/03/review-master-its-spring-again.html' title='Re[view] Master - &quot;It&apos;s Spring Again!&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hDvbGMKZwqg/TZShCB8OvoI/AAAAAAAABSI/xBU6OjTWbuA/s72-c/The%2BDeep%2BThinkers%2BMake%2BIt%2BQuake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1537013946024465894</id><published>2011-03-29T16:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T16:11:55.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next on Netflix - Peter Beard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxGKcj8Ai0c/TZJAEdtky2I/AAAAAAAABQ4/2XljuO7XRu8/s1600/Peter%252520Beard%252520Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589600532959644514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxGKcj8Ai0c/TZJAEdtky2I/AAAAAAAABQ4/2XljuO7XRu8/s400/Peter%252520Beard%252520Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter Beard: Scrapbooks From Africa and Beyond;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;1997 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picked up this documentary on photographer Peter Beard as research for how I wanted to do photos for a new project of mine that will try to answer the question: what does it mean to be 'White' in America? Basically I wanted to see how Peter "stalked" his prey. What was his process of dealing with a new culture, a new society and how to he become, at least in Western eyes, as one of the preeminent photographers of Africa in general and Kenya specifically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way was surprisingly simple: he was sincerely intrigued with Africa, then fueled by passion (that just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lept&lt;/span&gt; off the screen) and manipulated by his immense charm, was able to by force of will and creative &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;openness&lt;/span&gt; create images that were full of energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That inspired me. I went in completely with an image of a colonizing type figure in the fashion industry. Here was a white dude photographing in the same National Geographic way. Using Africa as a back drop for his bullshit fashion images. Be all that as it may. It wasn't his work that inspired me, it was the way he worked. He was wide open, but clear eyed, and he showed me that sometimes passion more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;technical&lt;/span&gt; process can lead the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1537013946024465894?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1537013946024465894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1537013946024465894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1537013946024465894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1537013946024465894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-on-netflix-peter-beard.html' title='Next on Netflix - Peter Beard'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxGKcj8Ai0c/TZJAEdtky2I/AAAAAAAABQ4/2XljuO7XRu8/s72-c/Peter%252520Beard%252520Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2937598829796473146</id><published>2011-03-07T12:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:16:51.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next on Netflix - Annie Leibovitz: Life Through a Lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbyRQfwIBBY/TXUUUIn-ItI/AAAAAAAABQw/3siBKNuQYHE/s1600/annieleibovitz%2Blife%2Bthru%2Ba%2Blens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581389649340670674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbyRQfwIBBY/TXUUUIn-ItI/AAAAAAAABQw/3siBKNuQYHE/s400/annieleibovitz%2Blife%2Bthru%2Ba%2Blens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Annie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leibovitz&lt;/span&gt;: Life Through a Lens; 2008, 83 Minutes, Director Barbara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Leibovitz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have begun upping my game, getting out of my comfort zone and have been pushing myself to extend my photography's reach and scope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things I did was jump on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; and dropped every damn photography documentary I could into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;queue&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted to see how other artists breath their life into their work. The first of these was "Annie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Leibovitz&lt;/span&gt;: Life Through a Lens".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by her sister this is often more congratulatory than it should be and also more intimate than I think anyone else could have hoped for. But in the end I didn't come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; wanting to know about her relationship with Susan Sontag, her kids, or her use of rehab from drugs. These things are touched on - another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;documentary&lt;/span&gt; would have delved deeper - but I came to see her process and the history of how she went from "a fly on the wall to being a superstar photography conductor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a leap, but its also a process, and that is covered well enough here to give you a sense of Annie's mission - "get the shot!" And that leans deeply into what her story is, it is one of working for someone else and blending what they need/want with what she can deliver and then turning the trick of giving the client back better than they could have wished for. In essence her job is to each time come back with iconic photographs. And what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;amazed&lt;/span&gt; me watching this, is that most of the time she did. One person remarks in the film that she never once came back without "the shot". That just blew my mind. But it also made me realize - that's the job: to have the preparation, the foresight, the right tools, and the tenacity to get the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the film it shows the way she worked with folks in the beginning and works with them now. It was eye opening that she doesn't necessarily try to make folks comfy with her. Intimacy is built through mutual respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the film truly inspired me to up my game. That's what I wanted from this and that's what I got. Thanks Annie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2937598829796473146?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2937598829796473146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2937598829796473146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2937598829796473146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2937598829796473146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/03/next-on-netflix-annie-leibovitz-life.html' title='Next on Netflix - Annie Leibovitz: Life Through a Lens'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbyRQfwIBBY/TXUUUIn-ItI/AAAAAAAABQw/3siBKNuQYHE/s72-c/annieleibovitz%2Blife%2Bthru%2Ba%2Blens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5033317454515912227</id><published>2011-03-04T14:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T14:22:14.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Shaul Schwarz</title><content type='html'>Check out the work of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shaul&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Schwarz&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Narco&lt;/span&gt; Culture in Mexico (and think about how we might stem the violence by either decriminalizing or legalizing drugs worldwide) and also the Haitian earthquake photos (and how we all might help them rebuild for the better):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shaulschwarz.com/#/photography/narco-culture/Drugwar_Color004_copy"&gt;http//www.shaulschwarz.com/#/photography/narco-culture/Drugwar_Color004_copy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5033317454515912227?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5033317454515912227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5033317454515912227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5033317454515912227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5033317454515912227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-random-shaul-schwarz.html' title='At Random - Shaul Schwarz'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4267706658765711376</id><published>2011-02-28T14:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T14:30:25.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Placement / Book Review - India Cookbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeuQhLt_eeM/TWvzT9Tc9kI/AAAAAAAABQo/fiqQlDRW5GE/s1600/India%2BCookbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578820087627707970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeuQhLt_eeM/TWvzT9Tc9kI/AAAAAAAABQo/fiqQlDRW5GE/s400/India%2BCookbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;India Cookbook, &lt;em&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pushpesh&lt;/span&gt; Pant; Hardcover, English language, 960 pages, 160 color photographs, 75 illustrations, Published by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Phaidon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Below is the text "About the Book" from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Phaidon's&lt;/span&gt; website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;India&lt;/em&gt; is the first comprehensive guide to Indian cooking, with over 1,000 recipes covering every aspect of India's rich and colorful culinary heritage. Unlike many other Indian cookbooks, it is written by an Indian culinary academic and cookbook author who lives and works in Delhi, and the recipes are a true reflection of how traditional dishes are really cooked all over India. They have been carefully edited to ensure that they are simple to follow and achievable in western kitchens, with detailed information about authentic cooking utensils and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ingredients&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian food has been hugely popular in the UK for many years, and the appetite for Indian food shows no sign of diminishing.... The comprehensive chapters on breads, pickles, spice pastes and chutneys contain a wide variety of recipes rarely seen in Indian cookbooks... &lt;em&gt;India&lt;/em&gt; is the only book on Indian food you'll ever need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4267706658765711376?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4267706658765711376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4267706658765711376&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4267706658765711376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4267706658765711376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/02/product-placement-book-review-india.html' title='Product Placement / Book Review - India Cookbook'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeuQhLt_eeM/TWvzT9Tc9kI/AAAAAAAABQo/fiqQlDRW5GE/s72-c/India%2BCookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5029605125941361122</id><published>2011-02-25T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:14:46.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - Today</title><content type='html'>"Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today? Today is a gift. That's why we call it the present." - Babatunde Olatunji&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5029605125941361122?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5029605125941361122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5029605125941361122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5029605125941361122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5029605125941361122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/02/quote-unquote-today.html' title='Quote, Unquote - Today'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4503598597594005006</id><published>2011-02-25T09:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T09:30:18.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>The best six doctors anywhere And no one can deny it Are sunshine, water, rest, and air Excercise and diet. These six will gladly you attend If only you are willing Your mind they'll ease Your will they'll mend And charge you not a shilling. - Nursery rhyme quoted by Wayne Fields, "What The River Knows", 1990&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4503598597594005006?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4503598597594005006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4503598597594005006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4503598597594005006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4503598597594005006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/02/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2121477358998108636</id><published>2011-02-15T09:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T09:17:09.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>"America is a place of great extremes. And if you choose to look at the extremes it can be very tragic." - Arthur Miller from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;documentary&lt;/span&gt; "Henri Cartier-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bresson&lt;/span&gt;: The Impassioned Eye"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2121477358998108636?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2121477358998108636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2121477358998108636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2121477358998108636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2121477358998108636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/02/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5626225408072686465</id><published>2011-01-31T10:00:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:40:31.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVftYvjTI/AAAAAAAABQc/J6Tx0aYXK4I/s1600/22-20s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372730026233138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVftYvjTI/AAAAAAAABQc/J6Tx0aYXK4I/s400/22-20s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;22-20s - &lt;em&gt;Shake/Shiver/Moan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very simple no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brainer&lt;/span&gt;: if you like your rock shaken not stirred with a dose of psychedelic 60s verve added in, well then this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the title track to see what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nuf&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVdOqkJdI/AAAAAAAABQU/Ow-2Ukkxggg/s1600/The%2BBlack%2BKeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372687419745746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVdOqkJdI/AAAAAAAABQU/Ow-2Ukkxggg/s400/The%2BBlack%2BKeys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Black Keys - &lt;em&gt;Brothers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay true believers, they are back and better than ever. In their most radio friendly session yet, we find the dynamic duo at their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;' best. Again, this is simply classic straight ahead rock, with no sense of indie irony in sight. No wistful lyrics tepidly sung, this is full tilt all the way baby.&lt;br /&gt;Check out "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Howlin&lt;/span&gt;' For You", "Everlasting Light" and "She's Long Gone" to get a taste of their nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVaHy9j6I/AAAAAAAABQM/g3jTiv5cmMg/s1600/Blossom%2BDearie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372634036309922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVaHy9j6I/AAAAAAAABQM/g3jTiv5cmMg/s400/Blossom%2BDearie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Blossom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dearie&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;May I Come In?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Going from The Black Keys downright dirty good old boy sound to Blossom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Dearie's&lt;/span&gt; sweet jazzy pop sound is certainly extreme, but that's how I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her little girl voice, best known from her stints on School House Rock, is put to good effect here with songs like "When Sunny Gets Blue". But don't let the voice fool you, she's a singer with great phrasing and an accomplished pianist who is totally at home here with this poppy material, like "Something Happens To Me" and "Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars". But check her reading of "I'm Old Fashioned" - perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known more for her jazz chops, this might actually be a better entry level to her style of singing, as its without her piano accompaniment and while backed by orchestra it is solely her voice she has to fall back on. Lovely and unique as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVXIPC38I/AAAAAAAABQE/UAKaUI9OxgI/s1600/The%2BClientele.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372582614491074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVXIPC38I/AAAAAAAABQE/UAKaUI9OxgI/s400/The%2BClientele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Clientele - &lt;em&gt;Strange Geometry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is boring, but in a good way. The songs drift from one to another with little change in tone or feel. But that's okay really, because this is such wonderful background music to an autumn day. I've heard folks try to make songs sound like a season, and these folks succeed in making a whole album sound like Fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodic rock that just straddles the edge between rock and folk. Lush and fully realized, but still light as a feather. You get pulled in so totally that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; ends before you even realize an hour has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so like those lazy days between Summer and Fall - you just don't know where they went. Check out "Step Into The Light" for a dose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVSNCo3_I/AAAAAAAABP8/Eqw_OltRGn0/s1600/Hot%2BChip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372498005286898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVSNCo3_I/AAAAAAAABP8/Eqw_OltRGn0/s400/Hot%2BChip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Chip - &lt;em&gt;The Warning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Warning, I really only love one song here, but love it so much I just had to add the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, because at some point, I'm sure I'll fall into at least like with a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electronic bubbly gum pop rocks. That's what this is. And the song "And I Was A Boy From School" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;exemplifies&lt;/span&gt; this to no end. It's a totally bouncy dance track with mellowed out vocals. Perfectly surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVO45osVI/AAAAAAAABP0/Vu3xkGZWyo0/s1600/Ike%2B%2526%2BTina%2BTurner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372441059209554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVO45osVI/AAAAAAAABP0/Vu3xkGZWyo0/s400/Ike%2B%2526%2BTina%2BTurner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ike &amp;amp; Tina Turner - &lt;em&gt;Sing The Blues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Not saying that if you live the blues, you sing the blues better. And I'm not saying that Ike or Tina or all that and a bag of chips. But what I am saying is that Ike &amp;amp; Tina singing and playing made each other better. They pushed each other and we are - the listeners - in awe when they do their thing. That's all I'm saying. And this is a strong testament to their roots, before all the "...Mountain High" Stuff rolled in. For good or ill Ike Turner was the fucking man! You better recognize fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVMQEv0iI/AAAAAAAABPs/G4vDT81tj-Q/s1600/Loretta%2BLynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372395740221986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVMQEv0iI/AAAAAAAABPs/G4vDT81tj-Q/s400/Loretta%2BLynn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loretta Lynn - &lt;em&gt;Van Lear Rose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country singing legend Loretta Lynn singing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;all her&lt;/span&gt; own songs over a young guitar master Jack White band. Nice idea. Cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The songs are the only lacking part. Not all of them stand on their own to this kinda rockabilly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;treatment&lt;/span&gt;. But the ones that do, like "Van Lear Rose" and "Have Mercy" really stand out, on their own and shout for you to stand up and listen and sometimes to move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVHu1aTFI/AAAAAAAABPk/gJGvuaAI81E/s1600/THe%2BRH%2BFactor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372318098050130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVHu1aTFI/AAAAAAAABPk/gJGvuaAI81E/s400/THe%2BRH%2BFactor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The RH Factor - &lt;em&gt;Hard Groove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first full album of jazz trumpeter Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hargrove's&lt;/span&gt; groove sessions with folks outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jazzsphere&lt;/span&gt;. Folks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Erkah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Badu&lt;/span&gt;, Common, Q-Tip, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;D'Angelo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;M'shel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Ndegeocello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some jazz/r&amp;amp;b/hip-hop fusions this is not fused really, meaning this is totally unforced, with no heat, no friction, no nothing else necessary. It is not seamless either. Not all the tracks work, but again its not because it was forced or melded together, the track just doesn't work, but the misses here are few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the blissfulness of "How I Know" and the soulfulness of "I'll Stay" to the funk spray of "Juicy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVFIl3M_I/AAAAAAAABPc/sDgwOdS-QgI/s1600/Secret%2BMachines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568372273472549874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVFIl3M_I/AAAAAAAABPc/sDgwOdS-QgI/s400/Secret%2BMachines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Secret Machines - &lt;em&gt;Now Here Is Nowhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like Led Zeppelin's driving drums and pulsating guitars you'll like Secret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Machines'&lt;/span&gt; songs "First Wave Intact" and "Sad And Lonely".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the album is good too, just not the same as these. The title track is wonderful as well, but much like the movie "Saving Private Ryan" where everyone walking out warns those coming in that the first fifteen minutes will make your nuts shrivel - that's this albums' claim to fame as well. Thrilling beginning, nice middle and good ending. What more can you ask for?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbUyasgG6I/AAAAAAAABPE/oW8evlPp-7Y/s1600/The%2BZincs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568371951914720162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbUyasgG6I/AAAAAAAABPE/oW8evlPp-7Y/s400/The%2BZincs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Zincs - &lt;em&gt;Dimmer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another very simple review - this is mellow elevator rock. Its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the song "Sunday Night" for confirmation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5626225408072686465?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5626225408072686465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5626225408072686465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5626225408072686465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5626225408072686465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/01/review-master.html' title='Re[view] Master'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUbVftYvjTI/AAAAAAAABQc/J6Tx0aYXK4I/s72-c/22-20s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5542145502912268726</id><published>2011-01-27T11:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:09:02.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review - Jack London: Photographer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUGkTDOeHvI/AAAAAAAABO8/bo9YrDjQeoM/s1600/cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566911261597114098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUGkTDOeHvI/AAAAAAAABO8/bo9YrDjQeoM/s400/cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jack London: Photographer&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with critical essays by Jeane Campbell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Reesman&lt;/span&gt;, Sara S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hodson&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Philip Adam; 288 pages, published by University of Georgia Press, September 15, 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who brought us written classics such as "The Call of the Wild", "White Fang" and "The Sea-Wolf" also was an accomplished photographer. This book congratulates that fact with a full treatment of some of his photos out of the many thousand he left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are not your run of the mill travel photos, nor are they totally journalistic, but more rightly described as humanistic. And that makes sense with Jack London's all hands on deck socialist views of mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find these early 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Century photos exquisite. Especially his portraits of villagers and city folk in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5542145502912268726?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5542145502912268726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5542145502912268726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5542145502912268726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5542145502912268726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/01/book-review-jack-london-photographer.html' title='Book Review - Jack London: Photographer'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TUGkTDOeHvI/AAAAAAAABO8/bo9YrDjQeoM/s72-c/cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2515837150351290236</id><published>2011-01-18T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T13:10:30.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>"The future is uncertain and the end is always near". - Jim Morrison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2515837150351290236?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2515837150351290236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2515837150351290236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2515837150351290236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2515837150351290236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-unquote_18.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4246598079537360716</id><published>2011-01-14T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:23:07.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>The real voyage of discovery lies not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. - Marcel Proust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4246598079537360716?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4246598079537360716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4246598079537360716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4246598079537360716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4246598079537360716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-unquote_14.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3996615365938646992</id><published>2011-01-04T15:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T15:56:51.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - The Natural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TSOJMMOxxzI/AAAAAAAABO0/Cnp7jZexf14/s1600/Leonardo-DiCaprio-Esquire-March-Main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558437207639967538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TSOJMMOxxzI/AAAAAAAABO0/Cnp7jZexf14/s400/Leonardo-DiCaprio-Esquire-March-Main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up a little late last night and I was hovering over a stack of magazines I was supposed to be shelving. Of course I decide to go to bed with a few instead. The last mag I open is an Esquire from March of last year, the one with a great image of Leo DiCaprio on the cover. It's heavily dogeared and even highlighted in parts. On pg. 98, Leo's interview, I read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...a great acting coach, Larry Moss. One of the things he talks about is specificity - how the worst thing an actor can do when they come on set is go in and try to say the lines as naturally as possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At first, that sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;counter intuitive&lt;/span&gt; to what you're supposed to do. ...You need to do a tremendous amount of work to have the balls to say something naturally."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the margins I had written: that's something to aspire to. It's hard making a woman standing outside naked in a city look natural.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon reading that again last night I thought of several women who were disappointed with my raw style of photographing and wanted something different - slicker, more "beautiful" I remember one woman saying. And last night I thought, &lt;strong&gt;"I'm not here to make you look good; I'm here to make you look natural." &lt;/strong&gt;And that's what I hope all my photos portray, especially my nudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3996615365938646992?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3996615365938646992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3996615365938646992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3996615365938646992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3996615365938646992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/01/at-random-natural.html' title='At Random - The Natural'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TSOJMMOxxzI/AAAAAAAABO0/Cnp7jZexf14/s72-c/Leonardo-DiCaprio-Esquire-March-Main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5905866977012705809</id><published>2011-01-01T09:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:52:18.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>For the perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flanuer&lt;/span&gt;, for the passionate spectator, it is an immense joy to set up house in the heart of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;multitude&lt;/span&gt;, amid the ebb and flow of movement, in the midst of the fugitive and infinite. To be away from home and yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the center of the world, and yet to remain hidden from the world... the lover of universal life enters into the crowd as though it were an immense reservoir of electrical energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Baudelaire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5905866977012705809?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5905866977012705809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5905866977012705809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5905866977012705809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5905866977012705809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-5575102177636625809</id><published>2010-12-30T11:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:07:52.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Whistling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRy5ZCrRllI/AAAAAAAABOs/dHTJUXHXaRM/s1600/whistlewhileyouwork-sevendwarfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556519880134596178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRy5ZCrRllI/AAAAAAAABOs/dHTJUXHXaRM/s400/whistlewhileyouwork-sevendwarfs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad used to be known for his loud shrill whistle. Sometimes we'd inside the house and my Dad would be outside doing yard work or something and out of nowhere we'd hear his whistle. And depending on its length or it's sound we could decipher if he wanted us to come outside to assist or if he was alerting someone walking by that they dropped something or their dress was hanging out of their closed car door. Or sometimes he'd just be whistling a work song he must have learned up in Connecticut as a young man picking tobacco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is no surprise that I whistle. But I cannot whistle loudly like my Dad. Instead I use my whistle for mostly pleasure. Often I'll just be walking along the corridors of power here at my job and will whistle softly enough to be heard in a 10 foot earshot. Mostly I whistle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; songs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spirituals&lt;/span&gt;, like "Swing Low Sweet Chariot" or "Just A Closer Walk With Thee" often just repeating the first stanza or two. However, I love whistling Duke Ellington's version of "St. Louis Blues". Another few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;favs&lt;/span&gt; are classical, such as the Theme to "The Godfather", the theme to Fritz Lang's "M" (the name of which escapes me right now and am too lazy to Google it), and the theme to "Alfred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hitchcock&lt;/span&gt; Presents".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whistle comes in handy when walking around blind corners so folks know I'm coming. Even more handy is when walking behind someone on the street - day or night - letting them know I'm fast approaching, they hear my soft sweet whistle and move aside without being startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I use my whistle often for both pleasure and utilitarian purposes. So if you feel joy in your heart, feel free to do as I do, and whistle while you work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-5575102177636625809?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/5575102177636625809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=5575102177636625809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5575102177636625809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/5575102177636625809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-random-whistling.html' title='At Random - Whistling'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRy5ZCrRllI/AAAAAAAABOs/dHTJUXHXaRM/s72-c/whistlewhileyouwork-sevendwarfs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4117711520370804058</id><published>2010-12-27T09:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T10:33:05.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Next on Netflix - My Guilty Pleasure - "Eye of the Beholder"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRiqcQbzVBI/AAAAAAAABOc/B5Rv1w93n3w/s1600/514W9X2CFFL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555377542786143250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRiqcQbzVBI/AAAAAAAABOc/B5Rv1w93n3w/s400/514W9X2CFFL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Eye of the Beholder, &lt;em&gt;Starring - Ewan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McGregor&lt;/span&gt;, Ashley Judd; Genevieve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bujold&lt;/span&gt;, K.D. Lang, Jason Priestley and Patrick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bergin&lt;/span&gt;. Sony Pictures 1999.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This movie was horrible. However, it was awesomely so. The performances by Ewan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McGregor&lt;/span&gt; as a rogue Interpol agent following Ashley Judd as a smoking hot wig wearing psychopathic femme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fatale&lt;/span&gt; are just fantastic. But the director/writer constantly wastes their talent with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;plodding&lt;/span&gt; dumb plot and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dialogue&lt;/span&gt;. In the hands of a better, more sensitive director this could have been a wonderful meditation on the descent into madness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nevertheless, here's the plot: Ewan plays "The Eye" who is following - for whatever reason - Ashley Judd who plays Joanna Eris a travelling psycho who kills men Black Widow style. She falls for you, you're dead. You back her into a corner, threaten her, you're dead. But instead of trying to catch her "The Eye" keeps tabs on her and when necessary even enables her. becoming in essence her "guardian angel". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Eye has his own problems. He's visited and talks to apparitions of his little daughter who was taken away mysteriously by his estranged wife years ago. His bosses at his job are wondering where he is and calling for him to come in from the cold. K.D. Lang does a nice job as his friend at the job who helps him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, The Eye has no intentions of coming in or letting Joanna go or get caught. He's fallen in love with her in a very twisted way. He moves in finally at the very end, great scenes in Alaska, and both of their madness unravels before you. The ending is abrupt, but you knew it wasn't ever gonna end well. Obsession and madness, even when shared, is never a good thing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555385112778191090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRixU42jMPI/AAAAAAAABOk/qP6gCvHRIt0/s400/ashley_judd_eye_of_the_beholder_003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4117711520370804058?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4117711520370804058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4117711520370804058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4117711520370804058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4117711520370804058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/12/next-on-netflix-my-guilty-pleasure-eye.html' title='Next on Netflix - My Guilty Pleasure - &quot;Eye of the Beholder&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRiqcQbzVBI/AAAAAAAABOc/B5Rv1w93n3w/s72-c/514W9X2CFFL__SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3118868119270667869</id><published>2010-12-21T15:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T15:22:16.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - "Give me Tomorrow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRELiVjvG3I/AAAAAAAABOM/7SUtrQUlHZ8/s1600/David%2BDouglas%2BDuncan%2B1950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553232500055022450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRELiVjvG3I/AAAAAAAABOM/7SUtrQUlHZ8/s400/David%2BDouglas%2BDuncan%2B1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"If I were God," he asked the Marine, "what would you want for Christmas?" After a long, long time, the Marine answered, "Give me tomorrow." - Photographer David Duncan Douglas asking a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nearly&lt;/span&gt; frozen Marine during a lull in December fighting in Korea 1950.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Copyright by David Duncan Douglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3118868119270667869?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3118868119270667869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3118868119270667869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3118868119270667869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3118868119270667869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-random-give-me-tomorrow.html' title='At Random - &quot;Give me Tomorrow&quot;'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TRELiVjvG3I/AAAAAAAABOM/7SUtrQUlHZ8/s72-c/David%2BDouglas%2BDuncan%2B1950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-8339553930999284553</id><published>2010-12-17T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:12:44.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - And Yet Shall I Praise Him</title><content type='html'>Psalm 42:5 - Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise Him [for] the help of His countenance.  - King James Bible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-8339553930999284553?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/8339553930999284553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=8339553930999284553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/8339553930999284553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/8339553930999284553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/12/quote-unquote-and-yet-shall-i-praise.html' title='Quote, Unquote - And Yet Shall I Praise Him'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4449501496357945141</id><published>2010-12-10T12:28:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T15:47:51.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master - Year End Reviews</title><content type='html'>Music plays a big part of my daily life. I listen to it while getting ready for work, at work, in the car; I whistle tunes while walking to and from this or that place, and when I arrive home again I often pop one of these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; into the stereo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pleasures of writing this modest blog is being able to pass along musical favorites I have found along my way. In all my reviews I don't just focus on the new hotness, but instead showcase albums I may have bought 10 or 20 years ago. This list however highlights &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; I purchased only in 2010. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt; are relatively new releases, some very old. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Eitherway&lt;/span&gt; - Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmF3p1AJI/AAAAAAAABOE/iBbzzfQ9cQI/s1600/Buckwheat_Zydeco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109941898641554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmF3p1AJI/AAAAAAAABOE/iBbzzfQ9cQI/s400/Buckwheat_Zydeco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Buckwheat Zydeco - &lt;em&gt;Lay Your Burden Down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure where or how I bumped into this this year, but I did and thank God for it. I have a couple of Buckwheat's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but this one is different. It's a full blown hybrid of blues, zydeco and rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very first "When the Levee Breaks" you know this is gonna be powerful. Adapting the power chords of Led Zeppelin to an accordion and doing so while being faithful to the original blues song and the zydeco tradition is no small feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He follows it up with an amazing cover of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mofro's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "The Wrong Side" which is so ebullient you forget that lyrics like - "I was born/on the wrong side of the tracks/so I left/but I'm still looking back/everybody got a tale of sorrow/I forget but can't let it go" - are supposed to be melancholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an artist at the height of his powers. Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmDs6w60I/AAAAAAAABN8/2N-x08nUO6c/s1600/Curtis_Mayfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109904657148738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmDs6w60I/AAAAAAAABN8/2N-x08nUO6c/s400/Curtis_Mayfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Curtis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mayfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;There's No Place Like America Today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had never heard of this amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but ran across it and immediately bought it and from beginning to end it was clear that even though he was describing America in the 70s he could easily be describing America in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend came by to work things out and I slipped this on and it helped lubricate the night. Humming along with the song in my ear. Getting our groove on. Thanks Curtis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmAndefCI/AAAAAAAABN0/kqezOPwXJR8/s1600/Daniel_Varsano_Erik_Satie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109851652520994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmAndefCI/AAAAAAAABN0/kqezOPwXJR8/s400/Daniel_Varsano_Erik_Satie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Varsano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/Philippe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Entremont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Satie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Piano Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know French composer Erik &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Satie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from the short hairs under my sack, but when I went to Borders Books &amp;amp; Music a month ago, I was itching for classical music, but didn't want a composer I already knew. So when I read the back of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that the music was at once spare, melancholic, beautiful and humorous I thought I'd take a chance. It was also only $6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went home with it and upon playing it that night I knew right away that I'd heard a few of these elegant pieces before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great introduction to Erik &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Satie's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; masterful minimalistic style. Someone once said that "Praying is talking to God, meditation is listening, and playing piano is when you do both." Here in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is both prayer and meditation. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl-GiDCkI/AAAAAAAABNs/8PiH9NnOJp0/s1600/Edward_Sharpe_%2526_The_Magnetic_Zeros_Up_From_Below.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109808453585474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl-GiDCkI/AAAAAAAABNs/8PiH9NnOJp0/s400/Edward_Sharpe_%2526_The_Magnetic_Zeros_Up_From_Below.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edward Sharpe &amp;amp; the Magnetic Zeros - &lt;em&gt;Up From Below&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard their anthem "Home" used in a NFL football ad. Never heard of the song or the group before, but it was kinetic and romantic at the same time. So I looked up the lyrics, found out who sung it and then that same evening after work went looking for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to two well known music stores and, unfortunately many music stores being in the sad state of affairs that they are, didn't have it. So I went to melody Records in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dupont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Circle here in DC and while it wasn't filed correctly I kept looking and sure enough in a random section stumbled over it. I held it up to my face, "This is it!" I said to myself. Wow. I Found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and loved the entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of 60s inspired folk rock. With nice group singing it was built not just for a campfire but for a cross country journey and for a subway ride. At turns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, at others wistful, but in each song there was a big yet intimate sound. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a band full and bursting with love for life. That's a sound I can dig anywhere, anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl6AxGLpI/AAAAAAAABNk/cUyBSPuEllE/s1600/Foreign_Born_Person_to_Person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109738186616466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl6AxGLpI/AAAAAAAABNk/cUyBSPuEllE/s400/Foreign_Born_Person_to_Person.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Foreign Born - &lt;em&gt;Person to Person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breath of fresh air this is," said Yoda. "Youthful. Full of life. The force is strong with this one." So I bought it on his word alone and must admit Yoda was right yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brand of L.A. indie rock embraces you with a joyous heart. A world beat that mixes African hi-Life guitar and drums ("Early Warnings") with U2 like anthems ("Blood Oranges") to BBQ ready jams ("Vacationing People") to pop/rock songwriting goodness ("Can't Keep Time").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find enough here to keep you intoxicated and feeling ebullient for many months, hopefully years, to come. "May the Force be with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl3oL2WzI/AAAAAAAABNc/Wy6eYWQAVX0/s1600/Lake_Trout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109697228200754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl3oL2WzI/AAAAAAAABNc/Wy6eYWQAVX0/s400/Lake_Trout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lake Trout - &lt;em&gt;Not Them, You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled on Lake Trout's "Another One Lost" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, really liked it so I bought this newer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and liked it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to describe these Baltimore guys as a purely rock band, since you can hear influences from jazz, hip-hop, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;electronica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and from other branches of the rock tree - like blues. There are instrumental pieces here. Some pop melodies blended with a jam band sensibility. And at any moment the song could change gears - not in a jarring way, but in an awesomely unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you like rock with a psychedelic, jazz infused edge to it, this just might be for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl1GSc0dI/AAAAAAAABNU/IVRkJTemGGQ/s1600/Los_Lobos_La_Pistola_y_El_Corazon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109653769343442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJl1GSc0dI/AAAAAAAABNU/IVRkJTemGGQ/s400/Los_Lobos_La_Pistola_y_El_Corazon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Pistola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I heard about on a documentary about Latino music on PBS. I had known about Los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Lobos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; since they broke out mainstream with "La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Bamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" from the movie in the 80s. And my best friend, Ed, swore by them; however, I didn't have any of their tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came in last month and I've been playing this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever since. Rotating it with my Freddy Fender/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Flaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Jimenez and Linda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Rondstadt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Traditional Mexican music played authentically, not jazzed up for a gringo audience. And much like the other two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I mentioned these songs are sung with such reverential joy. Check out "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Amarillas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", "El Gusto" and "El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Canelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJlyk6OtsI/AAAAAAAABNM/72AqqDmd9-U/s1600/N%2527Dambi_Pink_Elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109610449647298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJlyk6OtsI/AAAAAAAABNM/72AqqDmd9-U/s400/N%2527Dambi_Pink_Elephant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;N'Dambi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pink Elephant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a very good year for female R&amp;amp;B singers, with Sade, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Badu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ohters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have brought out critically acclaimed albums and this album stands right up with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the instant classic first song "L.I.E." to the wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;stylings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of "Can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Harldy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wait" this is R&amp;amp;B in full and righteous bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its released on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Stax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Records it's not Sharon &amp;amp; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Daptones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; retro, but slightly forward looking and not stuck in any box or particular category. This is simply an artist doing her best to both please herself and her fans while also growing in her art. That bodes well for us, and her, in the near future. Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJlwSHGhBI/AAAAAAAABNE/Zz0g1KuUmB8/s1600/Sarah_Vaughan_Swingin_Easy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109571043623954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJlwSHGhBI/AAAAAAAABNE/Zz0g1KuUmB8/s400/Sarah_Vaughan_Swingin_Easy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah Vaughan -&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Swingin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' Easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Ghabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had been watching the ken Burns "Jazz" documentary and it was in one episode where they briefly touched on Sarah Vaughan's singing style. I was bewitched and went out and got this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of her singing with a small jazz combo. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to her immaculate phrasing on "Pennies From Heaven" - delicious! And each song was heavenly. If you like jazz singing here's one of the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you can ever hope to find of the best singers there ever was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJlt-reIoI/AAAAAAAABM8/8ox7-z4fFmw/s1600/Spnaish_Harlem_Orchestra_United_We_Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549109531467719298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJlt-reIoI/AAAAAAAABM8/8ox7-z4fFmw/s400/Spnaish_Harlem_Orchestra_United_We_Swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Spanish Harlem Orchestra - &lt;em&gt;United We Swing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Latin Jazz done BIG and its pure bliss. If you come home and feel run down this is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to throw in if you want to dance your blues away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound is crisp, new and not too propulsive. Like a fine drink - its perfectly balanced to keep you joyous but not so strong that it knocks you on your ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Eash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; track is a good one, there's no filler, no BS, its a dance party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pure and simple. This was made to make you move, groove, and keep you feeling good. All the Latin jazz staples are here: big horns, great percussion, top notch musicianship with just enough vocals that never overwhelm you. "Shall we dance?..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4449501496357945141?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4449501496357945141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4449501496357945141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4449501496357945141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4449501496357945141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/12/review-master-year-end-reviews.html' title='Re[view] Master - Year End Reviews'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TQJmF3p1AJI/AAAAAAAABOE/iBbzzfQ9cQI/s72-c/Buckwheat_Zydeco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-8305632968531186706</id><published>2010-12-02T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T14:48:50.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>Vision is something you have in your mind. - Ray Charles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-8305632968531186706?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/8305632968531186706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=8305632968531186706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/8305632968531186706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/8305632968531186706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/12/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2766699967372670517</id><published>2010-11-30T09:15:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T12:29:05.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz_FaOq1UI/AAAAAAAABM0/W_UAUSx0klU/s1600/Foreign_Born_Person_to_Person.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547589309418886466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz_FaOq1UI/AAAAAAAABM0/W_UAUSx0klU/s320/Foreign_Born_Person_to_Person.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Foreign Born - &lt;em&gt;Person to Person&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breath of fresh air this is," said Yoda. "Youthful. Full of life. The force is strong with this one." So I bought it on his word alone and must admit Yoda was right yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brand of L.A. indie rock embraces you with a joyous heart. A world beat that mixes African Hi-Life guitar and drums ("Early Warnings") with U2 like anthems ("Blood Oranges") to BBQ ready jams ("Vacationing People") to pop/rock songwriting goodness ("Can't Keep Time").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find enough here to keep you intoxicated and feeling ebullient for many months, hopefully years to come. "May the force be with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz_CYUknxI/AAAAAAAABMs/7_uEizLDndU/s1600/The_Heliocentrics_Out_There.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547589257367166738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz_CYUknxI/AAAAAAAABMs/7_uEizLDndU/s320/The_Heliocentrics_Out_There.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Heliocentrics&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Out There&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a galaxy far far away, there came The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Heliocentrics&lt;/span&gt; bringing forth another dimension and another time, mixing the essentials of Jazz, Hip-Hop, Funk, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Electronica&lt;/span&gt; into an all instrumental otherworldly stew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't sloppy or runny, but chock full of meaty nuggets for you to get your head around. This is great headphones on a plane music. Its meant as a journey to somewhere. Its a musical adventure incarnate, with its penchant for whimsy intact. Catch a ride, lift off, and engage a new world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-_fR1AdI/AAAAAAAABMk/uM4AsG6Ei6w/s1600/Johnny_Cash_American_V_A_Hundred_Highways.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547589207695098322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-_fR1AdI/AAAAAAAABMk/uM4AsG6Ei6w/s320/Johnny_Cash_American_V_A_Hundred_Highways.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Johnny Cash - &lt;em&gt;American V: A Hundred Highways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heard the song "God's Gonna Cut You Down" on the trailer for the Cohen Bros. remake of the movie "True Grit". I have two other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; of Johnny's American series. But I hadn't heard this one and so I bought it. I was immediately surprised by how cohesive the song selections and the music were. Better than any of the others. Like Johnny and his producer Rick Rubin somehow had saved the best for last, even though Johnny had passed before the laying of the tracks had been completed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simply put, if you like Johnny Cash, you'll like this album. All the classic themes are hear: trains, God, death and trials/tribulations/triumph. A master storyteller tells one more before slipping away into the blessed darkness to join his beloved. Godspeed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-8owHb0I/AAAAAAAABMc/1A6JZxPTTO4/s1600/JR_Walker_%2526_the_All_Stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547589158698446658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-8owHb0I/AAAAAAAABMc/1A6JZxPTTO4/s320/JR_Walker_%2526_the_All_Stars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;JR. Walker and the All Stars - &lt;em&gt;Shotgun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One of my fondest memories were of my Dad putting on this record and dancing to it, cutting a rug, in our living room. His own special dance which I have emulated with success all through my adult life. It's all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;purposeness&lt;/span&gt; serving me through basement red light reggae parties in college, to the hip-hop dance clubs in the 90s, to the best over 30 crowd lounge spots that Chocolate City has to offer, to the dirty zydeco taverns of New Orleans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But for whatever reason I never picked up this mostly instrumental classic mid 60s R&amp;amp;B jump blues party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; until just recently. It's horn based sound is so distinctive of the times, but luckily the sound is still around as the Saturday Night Live band has kept it alive and kicking all these years. Check out "Cleo's Mood", "Shotgun", and "Shake &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fingerpop&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-3yysCeI/AAAAAAAABMU/YGEWYW_btG8/s1600/Lab_Partners_Moonlight_Music.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547589075494242786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-3yysCeI/AAAAAAAABMU/YGEWYW_btG8/s320/Lab_Partners_Moonlight_Music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lab Partners - &lt;em&gt;Moonlight Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not sure where I ran across this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, but for reasons that escape me I ordered it without ever hearing a note of it. Boy was I surprised when I dropped into the stereo - wonderful rock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;musicianship&lt;/span&gt; with finely layered well-written songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The music here is "spacey" - in a good way: its vast, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;noisy&lt;/span&gt; and all encompassing. Feed this through your headphones and it hits you with wave after wave of aural goodness. They are swinging for the fences on many of the songs and the drumming is especially propulsive. Get this and prepare for lift off! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; "Backs To The Wall" to get a taste.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-y8NZ2lI/AAAAAAAABMM/qqkvUZ9Uv4s/s1600/Putumayo_Presents_African_Reggae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547588992122870354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-y8NZ2lI/AAAAAAAABMM/qqkvUZ9Uv4s/s320/Putumayo_Presents_African_Reggae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Putumayo&lt;/span&gt; Presents African Reggae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my son were in Richmond, VA visiting my Mom when at visits end she hands me this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. I put it in my bag, gave her a hug and a kiss and we were on our way. My car, curse it, has no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; player, so I waited the two hours till we got home to drop it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son was in his room playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;XBox&lt;/span&gt; when the first song came on. I'm bobbing my head to the luscious beat when he comes stepping in bobbin' his head. "Who's this?!" he says still bobbing his head and generally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;actin&lt;/span&gt;' a fool. I tell him this is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; Grandma gave us. He ambles out still bobbin' his head and goes back to playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;XBox&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out songs "Vision", "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Jabulani&lt;/span&gt;", and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Steppin&lt;/span&gt;' Into Zion" to get your own head bobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-spLTFqI/AAAAAAAABME/svDI4JqhwTw/s1600/Ricardo_Castro_Chopin_the_Complete_Nocturnes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547588883934549666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-spLTFqI/AAAAAAAABME/svDI4JqhwTw/s320/Ricardo_Castro_Chopin_the_Complete_Nocturnes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ricardo Castro - &lt;em&gt;Frederic Chopin: The Complete Nocturnes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young mother of four had befriended me at work suddenly, and we began sharing our musical tastes. One morning I get a text describing her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-dawn walk from the subway to work and her listening pleasure. It was something classical. She described the music and the late Fall morning so lovingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that week I went to Borders and raided their limited classical selection and found in the discount rack this 2-CD pack of solo piano Chopin's Nocturnes. I hadn't heard any, didn't know what to expect, but at home that night I put them in and was in awe of how beautiful these were. Perfect night music. Nocturnal indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-pDY67SI/AAAAAAAABL8/f4D7EnSG33I/s1600/Rogue%2527s%2BGallery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547588822251531554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-pDY67SI/AAAAAAAABL8/f4D7EnSG33I/s320/Rogue%2527s%2BGallery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rogue's Gallery: Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs &amp;amp; Chanteys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With money left over from a Pirates of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; movie Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt; and Gore &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Verbinksi&lt;/span&gt; funded this musical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;extravagance&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bringing in a myriad of artists from around the world, from Sting, to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Bono&lt;/span&gt; to Rufus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Wainright&lt;/span&gt; and others they reinterpreted these old gems and in doing so gave them new sea legs. Puns aside, this was a labor of love, that c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ould've&lt;/span&gt; been done slapdash and full of poo. However, that's not the case here. Listen to the haunting sounds of "The Cry of Man", "Long Time Ago", and "Farewell Nancy" to funny dirty songs like "Hog-Eyed Man" to sweet songs of love like "Shallow Brown" and "The Grey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Funnell&lt;/span&gt; Line". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Old is new and new is old; its time worn, but this treasure chest is chock full of shining jewels, just pick this up and see for yourself. Highly recommended.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-kcCQsAI/AAAAAAAABL0/nxquzjOIKlQ/s1600/Round_Midnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547588742968029186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-kcCQsAI/AAAAAAAABL0/nxquzjOIKlQ/s320/Round_Midnight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Round Midnight - Soundtrack to the Motion Picture&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This fantastic movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;featuring&lt;/span&gt; legendary saxophonist Dexter Gordon is well known. As is this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; with music, recorded live, from the movie. However, I didn't have it. But it popped in my head one day and shortly had it in hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With Herbie Hancock and some of the best crew of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;musicians&lt;/span&gt; imaginable, they performed 50s type bebop with an 80s sensibility. The approach is fresh arrangements. Not challenging but like a good old lover come round again makes you remember the good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' times while also showing you what they've learned since. All to the good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Very simply this is a love letter to all jazz fans, hell to all music fans! Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-hYgOXbI/AAAAAAAABLs/lkp133zQWZU/s1600/Vince_Guaraldi_Trio_A_Charlie_Brown_Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547588690480356786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz-hYgOXbI/AAAAAAAABLs/lkp133zQWZU/s320/Vince_Guaraldi_Trio_A_Charlie_Brown_Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Vince &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Guaraldi&lt;/span&gt; Trio - &lt;em&gt;A Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A jazz Christmas album with no f-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; Kenny G on it. If you don't own this yet, shame on you. Go get it and enjoy music from one of the best Christmas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; shows ever. '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Nuf&lt;/span&gt; said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2766699967372670517?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2766699967372670517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2766699967372670517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2766699967372670517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2766699967372670517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/review-master.html' title='Re[view] Master'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPz_FaOq1UI/AAAAAAAABM0/W_UAUSx0klU/s72-c/Foreign_Born_Person_to_Person.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-9040051433478781277</id><published>2010-11-29T11:17:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T12:26:47.687-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Poem: At the Gate of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPUMzo4aT-I/AAAAAAAABLc/0s00iJA2gwk/s1600/Walking%2BBy%2BFaith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545352597463519202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPUMzo4aT-I/AAAAAAAABLc/0s00iJA2gwk/s320/Walking%2BBy%2BFaith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the Gate of the Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he replied,'Go into the darkness and put your hand into the hand of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; shall be to you better than light and safer than a known way!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went forth and finding the Hand of God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trod gladly into the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He led me towards the hills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the breaking of day in the lone east.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So heart be still! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What need our human life to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If God hath comprehension?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all the dizzy strife of things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both high and low,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God hideth his intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Minnie Louise Harkins 1875-1957&lt;br /&gt;Included in King George V1 broadcast 1939&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Image from the movie "Book of Eli" All Rights Reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-9040051433478781277?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/9040051433478781277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=9040051433478781277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9040051433478781277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/9040051433478781277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-random-poem-at-gate-of-year.html' title='At Random - Poem: At the Gate of the Year'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPUMzo4aT-I/AAAAAAAABLc/0s00iJA2gwk/s72-c/Walking%2BBy%2BFaith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-6287330231711164448</id><published>2010-11-29T10:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:28:34.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review - Phillip Marlowe's Guide To Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPPCVR9tzjI/AAAAAAAABJs/K_uUcJ9SY8g/s1600/Marlowe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544989237078511154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPPCVR9tzjI/AAAAAAAABJs/K_uUcJ9SY8g/s400/Marlowe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Phillip Marlowe's Guide To Life, &lt;em&gt;by Raymond Chandler, Edited by Martin Asher; 96 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pgs&lt;/span&gt;., Published by Knopf, 2005.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being a bit of an old soul I've always had a thing for old b&amp;amp;w movies, 40s radio shows, detective novels from the 30s and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;noirs&lt;/span&gt; in general. I was scrounging around in my back room for something small and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pocketable&lt;/span&gt; to read on my way into work and this slim volume of quotes from Raymond Chandler's detective novels fit the bill. And if you're looking for a stocking stuffer that won't break the budget and still be valued by the receiver this might do the trick. Here's a sneak peak inside:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I appreciate all you're offering me. It's just more than I could possibly take."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was a guy who talked with commas, like a heavy novel. - The Long Goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a moment I almost believed him. His face was as smooth as an angel's wing. - Farewell, My Lovely&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained glass window. - Farewell, My Lovely&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crime isn't a disease, it's a symptom. - The Long Goodbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They had the eyes they always have, cloudy and gray like freezing water. The firm set mouth, the hard little wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the hard hollow meaningless stare, not quite cruel and a thousand miles from kind. - The Little Sister&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She looked playful and eager, but not quite sure of herself, like a new kitten in a house where they don't care much about kittens. - The Lady in the Lake&lt;/p&gt;What did it matter where you lay once you were dead? In a dirty sump or in a marble tower on top of a high hill? You were dead, you were sleeping the big sleep, you were not bothered by things like that. Oil and water were the same as wind and air to you. You just slept the big sleep, not caring about the nastiness of you died or where you fell. - The Big Sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-6287330231711164448?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/6287330231711164448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=6287330231711164448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6287330231711164448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6287330231711164448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/book-review-phillip-marlowes-guide-to.html' title='Book Review - Phillip Marlowe&apos;s Guide To Life'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TPPCVR9tzjI/AAAAAAAABJs/K_uUcJ9SY8g/s72-c/Marlowe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7624186144809817922</id><published>2010-11-24T14:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T16:02:24.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections - The Cost</title><content type='html'>What I do photographically comes at a cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money of course is the most tangible: film, camera equipment, computer, scanner, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, website, etc. But just as important it costs me time. Time away from my son, my family, my friends, and when involved, away from my lover. So far my photos have not cost me professionally (mainly because I try not to crap where I eat) meaning my job; however I can imagine at some point it could. So far I have not been accosted, arrested, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vilified&lt;/span&gt; or falsely accused of anything; however taking photos of nude women in secluded, many times public places has those implicit dangers. But that's not the cost I want to talk about. I want to reveal the toll my photos have cost me emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last girlfriend knew about my photography going in. I showed her everything, explained my reasons for doing the African project, the Street project, the Nudes, and my P Project. She entered my life anyway and we had way more good times than bad. However, she like many women after her became increasingly unnerved by my passion for photography. The relationship ended for many reasons, but my photography was at the center of the equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I've kept the same open stance. I give women I meet my business card and prompt them to view my site. Mostly I never hear from them again. The few who do enter my life do so without emotion. They seek release only. That used to be fine. I've asked women who've wanted to get serious but have begged off - why? I thought it was because my feet stank. Or that I was broke. Or that I was too nice. Or that I have a kid already. Or that I live in the hood. Most have said it was my photography. That they couldn't deal with a dude who takes nude photos of women. Especially not the kind I take. Which always puzzled me because none of my photos are, what one strange dude who called me to complain one day, "not beat-off-able".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not just women though. Even my male photographer friends clap me on the back and say, "damn it must be nice to take nudes of hot women." Even some of the women who model for me don't understand my intentions and have gotten angry with me after the photos are done and me not wanting to "stick around." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos I take are not sexual in any way. Most of the women who model for me were complete strangers. We met on the day of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;photoshoot&lt;/span&gt;. I had no idea what they looked like. Matter of fact I could care less what they looked like. When I photograph I'm thinking: what angle, what kinda film, what lens, what pose, where, I suck at this, that photo was good, okay let's try this, are there any cops around, the flash didn't go off, does she see me sweating, she knows I suck at this, next pose, the lighting is good over there - basically, as you can see there is quite simply no room for sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong I'm not a Boy Scout, but what rankles me is that very few folks seem to understand my intentions - even when its spelled out on my website in no uncertain terms - that, as I told my ex-girlfriend once towards our dark end: "It's like flowers: I look at them, I might even smell one, but that doesn't mean I wanna pluck 'em!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7624186144809817922?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7624186144809817922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7624186144809817922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7624186144809817922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7624186144809817922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/reflections-cost.html' title='Reflections - The Cost'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1569669450633218050</id><published>2010-11-19T11:49:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:42:39.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review - Howard Huang's Urban Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TOarDoPsPaI/AAAAAAAABJk/pwIdGLnyGdw/s1600/Howard%2Bhuang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541304470357163426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TOarDoPsPaI/AAAAAAAABJk/pwIdGLnyGdw/s400/Howard%2Bhuang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Howard Huang's Urban Girls, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;256 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pgs&lt;/span&gt;. published by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taschen&lt;/span&gt;, October 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up it was rare to see diversity of beauty. It was mainly slim long haired bosomy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blond&lt;/span&gt; white women. To take a line from "O Brother Where Art Thou" - that wasn't my culture and heritage - I wanted to see what I saw in my neighborhood. And to quote another film "Silence of the Lambs" - how do you begin to covet? You covet what you see every day - and to me that meant women with brown, dark, darker than dark, blue black, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;redbone&lt;/span&gt;, and teasing tan complexions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only places a man (or a boy like me) could see these women were in the middle of Jet while at the barber shop in the "Beauty of the Week", in Essence magazine, and watching Soul Train. Wilona and Thelma on "Good Times", Denise on "The Cosby Show". However, it wasn't until the early 90s when a video vixen war busted out in hip-hop, of which rapper could have the hottest women in their videos, did the larger society (meaning young white males) truly begin to covet what our black Uncles had been looking at all along in those PLAYERS magazines in the 7Eleven back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late 90s and early 2000s with the spawn of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Maxim&lt;/span&gt;, came the urban black men's magazines for the young urban male- Smooth, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SSX&lt;/span&gt;, Black Men's Magazine and others - directly aimed at showing off and exploiting what the other side of America valued. Our ideals were not misplaced, simply different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these magazines are not any feminists dream, it did put a stake in the heart of the idea that white women and the white &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aesthetic&lt;/span&gt; are the ideal with which all must judged. In fact its the reverse. And all  tanning salons, collagen lip implants, butt padding, brisk sales of butt toning equipment and the like point to that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howard Huang's well produced, beautifully rendered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Photoshop&lt;/span&gt;-fantasies is a small, but important counterweight that the years of lack of diversity in glamour photography has wrought. Why put a fist in the air when a big butt will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless America!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1569669450633218050?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1569669450633218050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1569669450633218050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1569669450633218050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1569669450633218050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/book-review-howard-huangs-urban-girls.html' title='Book Review - Howard Huang&apos;s Urban Girls'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TOarDoPsPaI/AAAAAAAABJk/pwIdGLnyGdw/s72-c/Howard%2Bhuang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7864211462288020190</id><published>2010-11-15T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T12:20:21.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.  ~ Anais Nin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7864211462288020190?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7864211462288020190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7864211462288020190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7864211462288020190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7864211462288020190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4350869955283968233</id><published>2010-11-12T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T09:19:56.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - For The Other Colored Girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TN1Mx67MHMI/AAAAAAAABJM/Qsh7BGUgbTI/s1600/Dee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538667537250393282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TN1Mx67MHMI/AAAAAAAABJM/Qsh7BGUgbTI/s400/Dee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...(and the men who really love them): *Your past nor your present are your potential.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright Vincent Lee Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4350869955283968233?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4350869955283968233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4350869955283968233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4350869955283968233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4350869955283968233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-random-for-other-colored-girls.html' title='At Random - For The Other Colored Girls...'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TN1Mx67MHMI/AAAAAAAABJM/Qsh7BGUgbTI/s72-c/Dee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4275636898090925946</id><published>2010-11-10T11:18:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T15:54:22.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Jewel: At Her Majesty's Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNrGAEzQ4rI/AAAAAAAABJE/-ArFF_VNQkQ/s1600/Jewell%2B10272010%2Bb%2526w%2B%252827%2529%2Br.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537956396396503730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNrGAEzQ4rI/AAAAAAAABJE/-ArFF_VNQkQ/s400/Jewell%2B10272010%2Bb%2526w%2B%252827%2529%2Br.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting back, my face stuffed with food, I answered my phone - "Hello. Hey Jewel. Yes I'm here. Inside. Right. Okay c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ya&lt;/span&gt; soon." And that's where she found me: nestled at the back table in the McDonald's. I looked up as she walked in out of the street lights and into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fluorescent&lt;/span&gt; world. Her smile and skin glittering. "Hi,"she said. I was a bit taken aback by this amazingly tall perfect mix of Serena Williams and Queen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Latifa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with an extra dose of God's darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;photoshoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went smooth despite the rats running wild in the back alley behind the Mickey D's. Her excitement of doing the photos outweighed any fear of them she may have had. I don't remember how she found me initially, but I am very glad she did. Jewel, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;VLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4275636898090925946?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4275636898090925946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4275636898090925946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4275636898090925946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4275636898090925946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-random-jewel.html' title='At Random - Jewel: At Her Majesty&apos;s Service'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNrGAEzQ4rI/AAAAAAAABJE/-ArFF_VNQkQ/s72-c/Jewell%2B10272010%2Bb%2526w%2B%252827%2529%2Br.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-6031805674150853825</id><published>2010-11-05T14:01:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:17:51.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Jazz Photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRHI67BSRI/AAAAAAAABI8/Yub6II_9FpQ/s1600/Billie-Holiday+by+William+Gottlieb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536128060526512402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRHI67BSRI/AAAAAAAABI8/Yub6II_9FpQ/s400/Billie-Holiday+by+William+Gottlieb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One Christmas in the early 90s I received a gift from my brother Chris of available light Jazz &lt;div&gt;picture postcards. I still have it till this day. I never sent any of the postcards. I had seen images like it before, but never had a whole book of them and I was enamored with the idea of not needing a flash. However it did not lead me to roam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;clubs or concerts photographing singers or bands of any kind. Instead I went out into the street to photograph life under the streetlights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127920852415282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRHAymHszI/AAAAAAAABIs/IugqEyeM1CU/s400/Herman+Leonard+pic+of+Dexter+Gordon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first forays into available light street photography were murky at best. Discouraged and not wanting to lug around a tripod, I went at it sporadically until I had a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;successes&lt;/span&gt;. Then as I learned more I bought 800 speed film, then 1600, and finally 3200 speed. Using them even in daytime situations for the grainy gritty feeling that gave my subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRHEPX2BJI/AAAAAAAABI0/O2KPlOYVgO4/s1600/claxton+pic+of+Chet+Baker+and+wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127980116771986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRHEPX2BJI/AAAAAAAABI0/O2KPlOYVgO4/s400/claxton+pic+of+Chet+Baker+and+wife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all the while I'd come back to Jazz photographs like these that informed my initial approach to photography and still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inspires&lt;/span&gt; me greatly today. To not fear the darkness, but embrace it lovingly as a musician might that perfect space between musical notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRG97eXw4I/AAAAAAAABIk/GOONqTRuIAo/s1600/Herman+Leonard%27s+pic+of+Lester+Young%27s+hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536127871696225154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRG97eXw4I/AAAAAAAABIk/GOONqTRuIAo/s400/Herman+Leonard%27s+pic+of+Lester+Young%27s+hat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photos by William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gottlieb&lt;/span&gt;, Herman Leonard, William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Claxton&lt;/span&gt; and Herman Leonard respectively from top to bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-6031805674150853825?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/6031805674150853825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=6031805674150853825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6031805674150853825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6031805674150853825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-random-jazz-photography.html' title='At Random - Jazz Photography'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNRHI67BSRI/AAAAAAAABI8/Yub6II_9FpQ/s72-c/Billie-Holiday+by+William+Gottlieb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7144843506342579545</id><published>2010-11-04T14:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T14:58:36.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Next on Netflix - The Bravados</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNL7jafJcxI/AAAAAAAABIc/s6RkrfhjgvE/s1600/The+Bravados.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535763477815718674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNL7jafJcxI/AAAAAAAABIc/s6RkrfhjgvE/s400/The+Bravados.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bravados&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Starring Gregory Peck, Joan Collins and Lee Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cleef&lt;/span&gt;; 98 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, 1958, Not Rated&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of westerns out there I've never heard of, many of them for good reason, and others its a shame they aren't better known. Or maybe more accurately maybe I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shoulda&lt;/span&gt; watched more TV as a kid. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Eitherway&lt;/span&gt;, I found this on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; totally by accident looking for something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laid up at home with a bum back when I heard the mailman drop the mail in, hobbled to the front door in my bloomers, opened it to the unusually frightful chill of a Washington DC November - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;brrr&lt;/span&gt; - slid this DVD in and over a cup of Earl Grey and under a blanket enjoyed two viewings of this wonderfully gritty western.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is simple: rancher Jim Douglas rides into a town that's about to hang four men who robbed their bank. Turns out these same four raped and killed his wife and he's been hunting them since then for 6 months. The four dudes escape and the townspeople along with Jim go out after them. However, from the very opening shot of Jim riding hard through the early morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-dawn with the music blaring you know you're in for a bit of a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble comes with the absolute assurance you feel as the viewer that Jim knows there are the men, and you root for Jim to hunt them down and deal out a level of justice to match their vile crime. This is a story of a good man who has seen evil done, and seeks to right the balance and becomes hardened for it, then loses his way, then at the last possible most inconceivable moment finds the truth and that saves him. Existentialism wrapped up a morality play wrapped up in a western facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregory Peck is wonderful. Joan Collins looks plausibly ravishing. Lee Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cleef&lt;/span&gt; is good a sniveling criminal. And the other actors are very well cast and the Director plays it all right down the middle. Nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;superfluous&lt;/span&gt; here. Everything shot serves the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff. Glad I found it! Hope you do too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7144843506342579545?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7144843506342579545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7144843506342579545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7144843506342579545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7144843506342579545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/11/next-on-netflix-bravados.html' title='Next on Netflix - The Bravados'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TNL7jafJcxI/AAAAAAAABIc/s6RkrfhjgvE/s72-c/The+Bravados.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-4962546863161319462</id><published>2010-10-28T15:17:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:34:39.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Joe Louis Barrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMnMXlTds2I/AAAAAAAABIM/FdHh5898U4Q/s1600/Joe-Louis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533178322724172642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMnMXlTds2I/AAAAAAAABIM/FdHh5898U4Q/s400/Joe-Louis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I've studied photography, this photo has always been an inspiration, as it is a great example of how eye contact can hold the viewer or said better: &lt;em&gt;"A photographer who is also an artist is able to summon from [their] subject the viewer—not only the viewed." - Toni Morrison&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo Copyright Corbis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-4962546863161319462?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/4962546863161319462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=4962546863161319462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4962546863161319462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/4962546863161319462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-random-joe-louis-barrow.html' title='At Random - Joe Louis Barrow'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMnMXlTds2I/AAAAAAAABIM/FdHh5898U4Q/s72-c/Joe-Louis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7343841173486314194</id><published>2010-10-25T14:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:20:15.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Trumpet Joe with Wife May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite photographs by Henri Cartier-Bresson:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMXJywMfbWI/AAAAAAAABIE/PkoRl5lcI78/s1600/Henri+Cartier-Bresson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532049591062457698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMXJywMfbWI/AAAAAAAABIE/PkoRl5lcI78/s400/Henri+Cartier-Bresson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo by Henri Cartier-Bresson: New York, 1935. Joe, a jazz trumpet player with his wife May. Copyright Magnum Photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7343841173486314194?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7343841173486314194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7343841173486314194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7343841173486314194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7343841173486314194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-random-trumpet-joe-with-wife-may.html' title='At Random - Trumpet Joe with Wife May'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMXJywMfbWI/AAAAAAAABIE/PkoRl5lcI78/s72-c/Henri+Cartier-Bresson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2454148169036513937</id><published>2010-10-20T16:57:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T14:16:44.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWOA8W_qsI/AAAAAAAABHs/Pwd4kaEB73c/s1600/Charles+Fambrough+The+Charmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531983864148241090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWOA8W_qsI/AAAAAAAABHs/Pwd4kaEB73c/s320/Charles+Fambrough+The+Charmer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fambrough&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;The Charmer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My brother, Chris, had this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; back in the mid 90s, and I heard it waft out of his room when we were both home one year. Many years later I bought it and enjoyed bassist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fambrough's&lt;/span&gt; seamless mix of straight ahead jazz and smooth jazz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With artists like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Groover&lt;/span&gt; Washington Jr., Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hargrove&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Abdullah&lt;/span&gt; Ibrahim, Kenny Garrett, Jeff Watts, and Kenny Kirkland, its a damn shame this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; got overlooked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out the sweet and airy "Beautiful Love" to see what you've been missing. The admirable part of this session is how relaxed it is. No forced errors here, just jazz's premier talents serving up another great album for us to enjoy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJjnlTATI/AAAAAAAABG0/rV6_HZ4KJYw/s1600/Daniel+Varsano+Erik+Satie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978962308366642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJjnlTATI/AAAAAAAABG0/rV6_HZ4KJYw/s320/Daniel+Varsano+Erik+Satie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Varsano&lt;/span&gt;/Philippe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Entremont&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Satie&lt;/span&gt;: Piano Music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know French composer Erik &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Satie&lt;/span&gt; from the short hairs under my sack, but when I went to Borders Books &amp;amp; Music a month ago, I was itching for classical music, but didn't want a composer I already knew. So when I read the back of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, that the music was at once spare, melancholic, beautiful and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt; I thought I'd take a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also only $6. So I went home with it and upon playing it that night I knew right away that I'd heard a few of these elegant pieces before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a great introduction to Erik &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Satie's&lt;/span&gt; masterful minimalistic style. Someone once said that "Praying is talking to God, meditation is listening, and playing piano is when you do both." Here in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is both prayer and meditation. Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJg1OSvFI/AAAAAAAABGs/bq_-izihNdc/s1600/Edward+Sharpe+%26+The+Magnetic+Zeros+Up+From+Below.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978914430368850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJg1OSvFI/AAAAAAAABGs/bq_-izihNdc/s320/Edward+Sharpe+%26+The+Magnetic+Zeros+Up+From+Below.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Edward Sharpe &amp;amp; the Magnetic Zeros - &lt;em&gt;Up From Below&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Heard their anthem "Home" used in a NFL football ad. never heard of the song or the group before, but it was kinetic and romantic at the same time. So I looked up the lyrics found out who sung it and then that same evening after work went looking for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. I needed it, 'cause I couldn't get the song outta my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to two well known music stores and, unfortunately many music stores being in the sad state of affairs that they are, didn't have it. So I went to Melody Records in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dupont&lt;/span&gt; Circle here in DC and while it wasn't filed correctly I kept looking and sure enough in a random section stumbled over it. I held it up to my face, "this is it!" I said to myself. Wow. I found it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got home and loved the entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; of 60s inspired folk rock. With nice group singing it was built not just for a campfire but for a cross country journey and for a subway ride. At turns &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mello&lt;/span&gt;, at others wistful, but in each song there was a big yet intimate sound. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and a band full and bursting with love for life. That's a sound I can dig anywhere, anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJeCDEkFI/AAAAAAAABGk/JFeUz5jcwaA/s1600/Jonah+Jones+Jumpin+with+Jonah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978866333356114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJeCDEkFI/AAAAAAAABGk/JFeUz5jcwaA/s320/Jonah+Jones+Jumpin+with+Jonah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jonah Jones - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jumpin&lt;/span&gt;' With Jonah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Before I picked this up I'd never heard of jazz trumpeter Jonah Jones, but he had one of my favorite songs listed ("Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans") so I took a chance on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. Listen to him sing on a couple tracks like the ebullient "It's A Good Day", but also check out his easy swing style on "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Ballin&lt;/span&gt;' The Jack" and "Do You Know What It Means..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With over 15 tracks this is a great gift for any old school jazz trumpet lover who, like me, may have once overlooked this legend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJbYL8N6I/AAAAAAAABGc/p1jzJoRkZ2Y/s1600/Nice+Nice+Chrome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978820736530338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJbYL8N6I/AAAAAAAABGc/p1jzJoRkZ2Y/s320/Nice+Nice+Chrome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Nice Nice - &lt;em&gt;Chrome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stumbled over this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and at first I was like, why'd I spend my hard earned money on this experimental, all instrumental, futuristic in someones garage sounding music. But like true outsider art this seems to have been made for the pleasure of creation not mass consumption. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me two listens and loved "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Joinus&lt;/span&gt;". Then played "Thank You" in the car and it hit me from all sides. Excellent. But my favorite was "We Go Towards" which sounded like it was out of the French Surrealist movie "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Alphaville&lt;/span&gt;" meets 007 with dabs of Miles Davis' 70s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;trippy&lt;/span&gt;/funk album "On the Corner". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chrome is very cool music to listen to as you slide through a dark city on a rainy night. Those three warrant buying this; you might like a few others. This is a C+. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJXl2xtSI/AAAAAAAABGU/pxoKZnoPqmA/s1600/Nusrat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978755686380834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJXl2xtSI/AAAAAAAABGU/pxoKZnoPqmA/s320/Nusrat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Nusrat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Fateh&lt;/span&gt; Ali Khan - &lt;em&gt;Greatest Hits vol. 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought this while wandering Borders "World" music section back in the late 90s. I'd just gotten paid and I wanted something new to listen to. Knowing my girl at the time had just left me and that I'd have the place to myself I decided on this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't know what to expect, so when I played it and this dude sang with such forceful devotion it reminded me of Coltrane blowing his sax on "A Love Supreme". However this was Pakistani devotional singing with minimal musical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;accompaniment&lt;/span&gt;. It was the sheer force and swirl of the combined effort of the group with Khan out front the whole time. Each song over 10 minutes it was mesmerizing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many years later while cleaning the house one weekend, I put this in and a few moments later my 8 yr old son wanders in and sits down on the bed, looks at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; cover and then says to me - "who &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; this?!" I tell him, and he says, "this is awesome." From the mouths of babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJVLtWFSI/AAAAAAAABGM/Wn11WxNrJbg/s1600/Prison+Worksongs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978714307761442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJVLtWFSI/AAAAAAAABGM/Wn11WxNrJbg/s320/Prison+Worksongs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prison &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Worksongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the 90s I was working two full time jobs to help put a down payment on a house for me and my girl. I was busting my ass, but I buy the house, we move in, start fixing it up and 6 months later she bolts into the arms of another dude. Before she does she snidely says to me - "You'll never be able to keep this house all by yourself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was well over ten years of mortgage payments and house contractor work ago. She's still with the dude, but after moving to 10 different places - still renting. Now I can honestly say - whatever, catch you on the rebound. But back then I was broke about it and this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; of prison &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;worksongs&lt;/span&gt; kept me going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day I brought it into work at a graphic design firm, Corporate Visions, and me an a few of the guys were slaving over a big project - laminating posters to big poster boards then cutting them off the huge sheets and trimming them down. It was an assembly line of 6 of us - white, black and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Hispanic&lt;/span&gt; - working like mad men. I put this on and turned it to my favorite - Let Your Hammer Ring - a nearly 8 minute song. We took up the call right in stride and sang it loud and proud as we worked. The big bosses would look around the corner wondering what the hell, but we were working and the song was blasting and no one said a damn thing to us. The job got out on time and everyone got it paid. It was a good day for the blues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJSH8R26I/AAAAAAAABGE/n0mf-f-B-mw/s1600/Sarah+Vaughan+Swingin+Easy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978661757049762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJSH8R26I/AAAAAAAABGE/n0mf-f-B-mw/s320/Sarah+Vaughan+Swingin+Easy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sarah Vaughan - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Swingin&lt;/span&gt;' Easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Ghabe&lt;/span&gt; had been watching the Ken Burns "Jazz" documentary and it was in one episode where they briefly touch on Sarah Vaughan's singing style. I was bewitched and went out and got this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;of her&lt;/span&gt; singing with a jazz small combo. Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listen to her immaculate phrasing on "Pennies From Heaven" - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;. And each song was heavenly. If you like jazz singing here's one of the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt; you can ever hope to find of one of the best singers there ever was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJPVaeQTI/AAAAAAAABF8/ww51gUQM1c4/s1600/The+Shawshank+Redemption.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531978613833744690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWJPVaeQTI/AAAAAAAABF8/ww51gUQM1c4/s320/The+Shawshank+Redemption.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Shawshank&lt;/span&gt; Redemption Soundtrack by Thomas Newman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweeping elegiac "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Shawshank&lt;/span&gt; Prison [Stoic Theme]", the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; track, introduces you in a big way to this otherwise insular musical score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; has a little of everything. With spare haunting qualities like "Brooks Was Here" to songs from the era like "Lovesick Blues" and "If I Didn't Care" to the amazing opera excerpt "The Marriage of Figaro" which brings back that initial feeling of majesty to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, then drops you back into prison life all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the first soundtracks I'd ever bought and its one of the best you can buy. Excellent movie, excellent soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWN6s8Bt5I/AAAAAAAABHk/URQB6OEWzvU/s1600/Willie+Nelson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531983756929382290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWN6s8Bt5I/AAAAAAAABHk/URQB6OEWzvU/s320/Willie+Nelson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Willie Nelson - &lt;em&gt;Partners&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a little black boy from East Orange, NJ it might have seemed strange for me at 16 to go into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Caldor's&lt;/span&gt; and buy this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, but if you've been following my music selections you'd be surprised if I didn't have any Willie. This is one of my favorites by him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out his songs "Kathleen", "When I Dream", and "Partners". His vocal styling and phrasing is in top form. Just lovely music and singing. Unforced and totally natural sweet goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can find it, buy it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2454148169036513937?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2454148169036513937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2454148169036513937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2454148169036513937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2454148169036513937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/review-master.html' title='Re[view] Master'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TMWOA8W_qsI/AAAAAAAABHs/Pwd4kaEB73c/s72-c/Charles+Fambrough+The+Charmer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2536543924851328176</id><published>2010-10-19T09:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:18:02.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"When I was a kid my father used to say &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Our greatest hopes and our worst fears are seldom realized.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"... - Sportscaster Jim McKay reporting live on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; during the '72 Olympic tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2536543924851328176?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2536543924851328176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2536543924851328176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2536543924851328176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2536543924851328176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/quote-unquote_19.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-2184648647994752796</id><published>2010-10-18T14:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T14:30:36.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Isaiah 40:31</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But they that wait upon the &lt;em&gt;Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall renew their strength;&lt;br /&gt;they shall mount up with wings as eagles&lt;br /&gt;they shall run, and not be weary;&lt;br /&gt;and they shall walk, and not faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'd heard the passage before in when I was a kid growing up at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kilburn&lt;/span&gt; Presbyterian church in Newark, NJ. However I never really listened to the passage closely until I saw the movie "Chariots of Fire". The passage when read by the lead actor took on real meaning for me. And it wasn't until I was an adult that I understood what the word "wait" meant. It meant serve, as in "...they that serve the Lord shall renew their strength..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in a small and humble way that I hope my photography projects serve the Lord. That when you look at my photography that you witness both the strength of beauty and the work yet to be done to fulfill the world's promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-2184648647994752796?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/2184648647994752796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=2184648647994752796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2184648647994752796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/2184648647994752796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/quote-unquote-isaiah-4031.html' title='At Random - Isaiah 40:31'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-557087655523594072</id><published>2010-10-15T16:30:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T17:05:22.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review - Dan Winters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLjAufgtDnI/AAAAAAAABFs/MDWXqtB1rC8/s1600/dan_winters_periodical_photographs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528380447562468978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLjAufgtDnI/AAAAAAAABFs/MDWXqtB1rC8/s400/dan_winters_periodical_photographs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Dan Winters Periodical Photographs,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;156 pgs., Published by Aperture, June 30, 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stopped into the magazine shop near George Washington University where the Tower Records used to be and browsed the shelves for something to read. I do this every now and then, often when waiting to drive a VIP from the White House to some other meeting or just on my lunch break. But one fine day I see PICTURE magazine down on the bottom shelf, pick it up and it has a stunning portrait of Tom Hanks looking like Civil War General Ulysses S. Grant. I was transfixed by the image. I hadn't seen anything quite like it. I looked inside to see who the photographer was - Dan Winters. But I only knew the name vaguely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'd seen his fabulous photo of Leonardo DiCaprio and remember one of earliest photos being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Denzel&lt;/span&gt; Washington. But nothing had quite captured my eye like this one of Hanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLi6PVVPyeI/AAAAAAAABFc/eHICE_eKoRM/s1600/Tom+Hanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528373315184347618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLi6PVVPyeI/AAAAAAAABFc/eHICE_eKoRM/s400/Tom+Hanks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So when I saw that Dan's book had been released, I went out and bought a copy. Each photograph stood fully alone - not all of them iconic, still only a few reached that peak, but they all had their own strong legs, a foundation found in a singular and seemingly very simple vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What confounds and delights photographers is the way he lights his subjects. I'm an available light guy so that wasn't what got me to dig Dan. It was that in each photo he seemed to be doing what Raymond Chandler once described of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dashiell&lt;/span&gt; Hammett - "he did over and over again what only the best writers can ever do at all. He wrote scenes that seemed never to have been written before." That's what Dan was doing for me photography wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While many of my previous work eschewed the face for shape and form elsewhere and left the face a mystery (albeit sometimes because the model did not want to be readily identified) like in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ferenc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Berko's&lt;/span&gt; work; but after seeing this book I found myself drawn more and more to faces and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;headshots&lt;/span&gt;. The person looking wistfully or seductively out of the frame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLi6Mho5maI/AAAAAAAABFU/FSDZ6zDxL5E/s1600/jeffkoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528373266948397474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLi6Mho5maI/AAAAAAAABFU/FSDZ6zDxL5E/s400/jeffkoons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The impact on my photography, wasn't overt, but his images had crept into my consciousness. I will never forget seeing that Tom Hanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;portrait&lt;/span&gt; and is still one of my favorite photos. I could look at it and never get tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Winters' book holds a number of gems like this, and you will of course have your own favorite(s) and if you're a photography, if you haven't already been influenced by his style, you may feel his gravitational pull as I did, and see elements of his style in your own. That is greatness and I will be ever thankful for its influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful work indeed. I hope you find it and enjoy it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLi6JQT9E7I/AAAAAAAABFM/bzV7sZmKmd0/s1600/danwinters3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528373210757534642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLi6JQT9E7I/AAAAAAAABFM/bzV7sZmKmd0/s400/danwinters3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-557087655523594072?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/557087655523594072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=557087655523594072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/557087655523594072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/557087655523594072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/book-review-dan-winters-periodical.html' title='Book Review - Dan Winters'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLjAufgtDnI/AAAAAAAABFs/MDWXqtB1rC8/s72-c/dan_winters_periodical_photographs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-830717709481648596</id><published>2010-10-13T10:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:41:27.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>Amateurs practice until they get it right. Professionals practice until they can't get it wrong. - &lt;em&gt;Car Commercial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-830717709481648596?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/830717709481648596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=830717709481648596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/830717709481648596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/830717709481648596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/quote-unquote_145.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3497996527260392358</id><published>2010-10-13T10:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:27:35.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote</title><content type='html'>Fear is a darkroom for developing negatives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3497996527260392358?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3497996527260392358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3497996527260392358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3497996527260392358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3497996527260392358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/quote-unquote_13.html' title='Quote, Unquote'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-572174846308142173</id><published>2010-10-12T08:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T08:52:26.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - The Indecisive Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLRZsc4YIkI/AAAAAAAABFE/dqcHm6OEQhk/s1600/77-355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527141262892212802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLRZsc4YIkI/AAAAAAAABFE/dqcHm6OEQhk/s320/77-355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good decisions come from experience, and experience often comes from making bad decisions. ~Author Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-572174846308142173?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/572174846308142173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=572174846308142173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/572174846308142173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/572174846308142173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/quote-unquote.html' title='Quote, Unquote - The Indecisive Moment'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TLRZsc4YIkI/AAAAAAAABFE/dqcHm6OEQhk/s72-c/77-355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-3857522976427581714</id><published>2010-10-08T13:19:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T13:28:59.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Eduardo Kingman</title><content type='html'>Unlike many photographers who grew up wanting to be painters, but instead became photographers, I never was heavy into painting or drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew because my friends did, and painted because my art class teacher told us to do so. Don't get me wrong, I love paintings, just didn't really want to do it. And in my photography I don't tend to be consciously influenced by paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I saw Eduardo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kingman's&lt;/span&gt; work for the first time today at a book sale, I immediately picked it up (along with a photography book) and was just enamored with it. These were three that kept me coming back for more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TK9S26qqutI/AAAAAAAABE0/43izKvsPwwM/s1600/Kingman+-+Autorretrato+Con+Mi+Madre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525726371221519058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TK9S26qqutI/AAAAAAAABE0/43izKvsPwwM/s400/Kingman+-+Autorretrato+Con+Mi+Madre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525726484181848290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TK9S9fegkOI/AAAAAAAABE8/lfO8IGPSmqU/s400/Kingman+-+La+Lavandera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TK9St4obfjI/AAAAAAAABEc/nyz1KvWOCyA/s1600/Kingman+-+La+Noche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525726216056438322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TK9St4obfjI/AAAAAAAABEc/nyz1KvWOCyA/s400/Kingman+-+La+Noche.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All Paintings by Eduardo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kingman&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Autorretrato&lt;/span&gt; Con Mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Madre&lt;/span&gt;, La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lavandera&lt;/span&gt;, La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-3857522976427581714?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/3857522976427581714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=3857522976427581714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3857522976427581714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/3857522976427581714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/10/at-random-eduardo-kingman.html' title='At Random - Eduardo Kingman'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TK9S26qqutI/AAAAAAAABE0/43izKvsPwwM/s72-c/Kingman+-+Autorretrato+Con+Mi+Madre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-7118403928411556863</id><published>2010-09-30T13:09:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:23:02.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At Random - Photos: Summer 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGO5jQtaI/AAAAAAAABEU/Qq-7a74yIZ8/s1600/Jessee+Harper+College+Park+Metro+6-11-2010+(57)+resized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522757002332255650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGO5jQtaI/AAAAAAAABEU/Qq-7a74yIZ8/s400/Jessee+Harper+College+Park+Metro+6-11-2010+(57)+resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGHyMmEDI/AAAAAAAABEM/0-hhe45lPJU/s1600/Latonya+Copyright+VLS+9292010+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522756880099053618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGHyMmEDI/AAAAAAAABEM/0-hhe45lPJU/s400/Latonya+Copyright+VLS+9292010+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGCieN05I/AAAAAAAABEE/zRyBX0Ezq1A/s1600/Laurie+82510+(44)+r.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522756789978649490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGCieN05I/AAAAAAAABEE/zRyBX0Ezq1A/s400/Laurie+82510+(44)+r.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTFyYBVmWI/AAAAAAAABD0/NdTqujlxnMI/s1600/Alaina+Dopico+1140+19th+St+NW+WDC+stairwell+and+alley+4-21-10+(120)resized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522756512295262562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTFyYBVmWI/AAAAAAAABD0/NdTqujlxnMI/s400/Alaina+Dopico+1140+19th+St+NW+WDC+stairwell+and+alley+4-21-10+(120)resized.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTFjgulJ7I/AAAAAAAABDs/OH3wUpp49Cg/s1600/Ashley+Baca+by+VLSphoto+7-2010+(59)+r.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522756256934471602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTFjgulJ7I/AAAAAAAABDs/OH3wUpp49Cg/s400/Ashley+Baca+by+VLSphoto+7-2010+(59)+r.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;Jesee; Latoya; Laurie; Alaina; Ashley - All photos Copyright VLS 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-7118403928411556863?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/7118403928411556863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=7118403928411556863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7118403928411556863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/7118403928411556863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/09/at-random-photos.html' title='At Random - Photos: Summer 2010'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TKTGO5jQtaI/AAAAAAAABEU/Qq-7a74yIZ8/s72-c/Jessee+Harper+College+Park+Metro+6-11-2010+(57)+resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-6646380864871065129</id><published>2010-09-20T09:20:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:32:22.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re[view] Master</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXpvXT4zI/AAAAAAAABDk/Wdl1x7FcHYQ/s1600/Anita+Baker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468824175567666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXpvXT4zI/AAAAAAAABDk/Wdl1x7FcHYQ/s400/Anita+Baker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Anita Baker - &lt;em&gt;Giving You The Best That I Got&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex called out of the blue and told me her and her new boo were going to the Sunday Night Football game. I said cool. She said she had bought a jersey and everything. "Since when are you a Redskins fan?" I said perplexed. "He's a 'Skins fan and so I'm supporting the team." I proceed to scold her for supporting a team with a racially insensitive name. She scoffs - "Whatever." We get off the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately reach for Anita Baker, her favorite singer, just so I can remember my ex in better times: when she had some damn sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the Redskins lose. Of course. Serves them right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXmoQs8CI/AAAAAAAABDc/_yri3YDgLzk/s1600/Curtis+Mayfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468770729193506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXmoQs8CI/AAAAAAAABDc/_yri3YDgLzk/s400/Curtis+Mayfield.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Curtis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mayfield&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;There's No Place Like America Today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had never heard of this amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;, but ran across it and immediately bought it and from beginning to end it was clear that even though he was describing America in the 70s he could easily been describing recession America today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend came by to work things out and I slipped this on and it helped lubricate the night. Humming along with the song in my ear. Thanks Curtis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXjBbzYjI/AAAAAAAABDU/QFD4_Mt3tUY/s1600/The+Flat+Duo+Jets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468708767162930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXjBbzYjI/AAAAAAAABDU/QFD4_Mt3tUY/s400/The+Flat+Duo+Jets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Flat Duo Jets - &lt;em&gt;Introducing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the "It Might Get Loud" documentary on the electric rock guitar styles of Jimmy Page, The Edge and Jack White, Jack gave due to this duo outta North Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and it rocked! Pure rockabilly goodness. Just a dude on drums and another on guitar/vocals, they created &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alotta&lt;/span&gt; great noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXf7wqeeI/AAAAAAAABDM/a7QeSQ9-MPk/s1600/Jill+Scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468655704439266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXf7wqeeI/AAAAAAAABDM/a7QeSQ9-MPk/s400/Jill+Scott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jill Scott - &lt;em&gt;Collaborations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting back at the stage in the Royal Palace on lunch break one summer day a few years back. A dancer stops at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;juke&lt;/span&gt; box and puts in her songs, then takes the stage. A bouncy pop/hip-hop/R&amp;amp;B number starts up and she starts singing along as she twirls along the pole, taking off her clothes as she does. "I f*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cking&lt;/span&gt; LOVE this song!" she calls out. Me and the old dude in the suit are loving that she's loving it. Songs nearly over and I ask as I slide another dollar under the garter around her smooth muscular white thigh - "who is this?" Lupe Fiasco and Jill Scott she says. I make a mental note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fast forward a few years and sure enough I get this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and it's great R&amp;amp;B, hip-hop infused &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; of Jill Scott working as a "featuring" artist on other folks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cds&lt;/span&gt;. Collecting them was a brilliant idea. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXcm2r8FI/AAAAAAAABDE/coDZCYljYZs/s1600/Lake+Trout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468598552948818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXcm2r8FI/AAAAAAAABDE/coDZCYljYZs/s400/Lake+Trout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lake Trout - &lt;em&gt;Not Them, You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled on Lake Trout's "Another One Lost", really liked it so I bought this newer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; and liked it even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard describe these Baltimore guys as a purely rock band, since you can hear influences from jazz and from other branches of rock. There are instrumental pieces here. Some pop melodies blended with a jam band sensibility. And at any moment the song could change gears - not in a jarring way, but in an awesome way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you like rock with a psychedelic, jazz infused edge to it, this just might be for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXZP4uk-I/AAAAAAAABC8/B68gx1TjU_E/s1600/new+York+Stories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468540847887330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXZP4uk-I/AAAAAAAABC8/B68gx1TjU_E/s400/new+York+Stories.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New York Stories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gatton&lt;/span&gt; on guitar, Bobby Watson on alto sax, Joshua &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Redman&lt;/span&gt; on tenor sax, Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hargrove&lt;/span&gt; on trumpet, Charles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Fambrough&lt;/span&gt; on bass, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yuron&lt;/span&gt; Israel on drums with a good pianist I'd never heard of holding it all together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lovely! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Early 90s jazz classic, made even more poignant by the loss of Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Gatton&lt;/span&gt; not soon after.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excellence!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXWLOnMkI/AAAAAAAABC0/q3WzelZiyIk/s1600/Nicholas+Payton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468488057893442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXWLOnMkI/AAAAAAAABC0/q3WzelZiyIk/s400/Nicholas+Payton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Nicholas Payton - &lt;em&gt;Nick @ Night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull this one out often. Even after many years, its still fresh, new and appreciated when I do. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; is night music, with ballads like "Faith" (for Faith Evans) and interludes like "Turn Up the Funk" and unusual covers of R&amp;amp;B songs like Earth Wind &amp;amp; Fire's "Sun Goddess" that are gems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night jazz, by a jazz trumpeter who, like Roy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hargrove&lt;/span&gt;, never forgets the people who often listen to jazz, just as often want to groove to it. This is such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXSi6wJKI/AAAAAAAABCs/y5JGz7PG0P0/s1600/Ryhmefest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468425697567906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXSi6wJKI/AAAAAAAABCs/y5JGz7PG0P0/s400/Ryhmefest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Rhymefest&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Blue Collar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew him through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kanye's&lt;/span&gt; music, but this Chicago MC has a different style. It's honest, but not brash. It's not vain, but down to Earth. It's just as hard working as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Kanye's&lt;/span&gt;, but it works hard for a reason not just to claim an award at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using R&amp;amp;B and other samples heavily, but in somewhat fresh ways, makes this sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;familiar&lt;/span&gt;. In a way its old school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the great use of Eddie Kendricks "Intimate Friends" on "Sister". Check out the sample of garage rock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;band&lt;/span&gt; The Strokes on "The Devil's Pie". Blending in social messages along the way. But he also has his cake and eats it to with "Stick" by talking dirty to a lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;rhymes&lt;/span&gt; over good beats with a good message, its hopeful without being Mr. Rogers or being too thug or too nasty - just Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXPZMtTsI/AAAAAAAABCk/EAxQL4N909M/s1600/Sonny+Chillingworth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468371548917442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXPZMtTsI/AAAAAAAABCk/EAxQL4N909M/s400/Sonny+Chillingworth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sonny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Chillingworth&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Endlessly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was made to be a classic of Hawaiian slack key guitar, both celebrating its bold past and its bright future and Sonny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Chillingworth&lt;/span&gt; achieves this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With instrumentals and perfect diction on each song, he's able to transport the listener to Hawaii and beguile you with his guitar mastery and deliberate singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;chillin&lt;/span&gt;', this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;slooooow&lt;/span&gt; down music. Some might call it elevator music, but that's a pejorative that belongs nowhere near this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;. This is the one you put on when you pull out the white wine and before the candles get lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXLptUEGI/AAAAAAAABCc/Vz5pfEKfedw/s1600/Susana+Seivane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468307261165666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXLptUEGI/AAAAAAAABCc/Vz5pfEKfedw/s400/Susana+Seivane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Susana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Seivane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagpipe music. Bagpipe music from Spain. Bagpipe music from Spain played by a female piper virtuoso. Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean Connery's character in Highlander would have loved this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my favorites: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Fonsagrada&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Xota&lt;/span&gt; Dos 28 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Puntos&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Fonsagrada&lt;/span&gt; for some reason makes me think of a soccer match played in a lush &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; valley and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Xota&lt;/span&gt; reminds me of a late Summer afternoon sitting somewhere just watching the world go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-6646380864871065129?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/6646380864871065129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=6646380864871065129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6646380864871065129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/6646380864871065129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/09/review-master.html' title='Re[view] Master'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4SZo9ur_PEY/TJkXpvXT4zI/AAAAAAAABDk/Wdl1x7FcHYQ/s72-c/Anita+Baker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1749913737570678685.post-1648766624815361624</id><published>2010-09-17T09:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:55:08.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote, Unquote - The Lord of the Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000704/"&gt;Frodo&lt;/a&gt;: I can't do this, Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000276/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt;: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000704/"&gt;Frodo&lt;/a&gt;: What are we holding onto, Sam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000276/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;em&gt;That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1749913737570678685-1648766624815361624?l=vlsphoto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/feeds/1648766624815361624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1749913737570678685&amp;postID=1648766624815361624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1648766624815361624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1749913737570678685/posts/default/1648766624815361624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vlsphoto.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote-unquote-lord-of-rings.html' title='Quote, Unquote - The Lord of the Rings'/><author><name>Vincent Lee Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04810055735807060525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
