Elephant In The Room

December 14, 2011

I still can’t believe it. It’s been almost two weeks since the honorable Patrice O’neal passed away. A man whom I never met, yet looked up to as a mentor, has left us. However, being the great comic that he is, his work will forever be with us to be discovered for future generations. Patrice was loved by many, and hated probably by just as many. He was a man who was not afraid to tell you how he saw things. Maybe you agreed, or maybe you disagreed but he would give a solid argument. This is one of reasons why I respected the man. He was very passionate when discussing…pretty much anything.

I can’t remember the first time I heard Patrice but I remember when I discovered how brilliant he was. I was on Okayplayer and someone brought up the fact that Patrice had a relationship show on XM radio called The Black Phillip Show. I decided to give it a chance, and it changed how I saw relationships forever. I went from listening to the shows on this short lived show to searching on YouTube to find anything Patrice related. That’s when I discovered The Opie & Anthony Show a.k.a Patrice’s second home. To this day, my work days go by like nothing because I can always find a great segment of Patrice on the O&A show to pass the time. When I have to do some serious writing though, I have to turn him off just because Patrice isn’t background listening. He makes you think while you laugh. I later went to see Patrice live for the taping of his Comedy Central special Elephant In The Room. I’ve never laughed so hard. Patrice was just working the room, showing off how great a comic he was. And like all great comics, Patrice had an interesting take on the world. He loved to discuss race and relationships. I think he really just loved to have discussions in general. I wish I could have met the man, but at least I got to meet his wife. I once told her “I would just like to shake his hand one day”, because of the impact he’s had on me. She relayed my message and Patrice’s answer was “shaking her hand is like shaking mine.” If you ever listened to an episode of The Black Phillip Show you know what that means.

Since learning of Patrice passing on I’ve gone through stages of feeling down, extreme laughter and just straight crying. There have been only two people in the world with whom I never met, but their deaths brought tears to my eyes. One is Michael Jackson and the other is Patrice O’neal. I can safely say that both men truly added value to my life, and that’s why I felt their loss so much.

I will miss you Patrice. I can’t wait for the upcoming Mr. P album to drop so I can purchase it. I appreciate all of the insight you injected into this world of easy going customers. It seems like the best ones don’t have much time here. I guess that’s why they say so much while they are here.

R.I.P Patrice Lumumba Malcolm O’Neal


My favorite comic of the moment is none other than Boston’s own Patrice Oneal. I became an instant fan once I heard his short lived show The Black Phillip Show on XM radio. The man is nothing short of a genius. His perspective on life and relationships is simply amazing in my opinion. I spend many days at my office listening to him expound on many mundane points of life on the Opie and Anthony Show also on Sirius/XM. I listen to these Patrice so much I feel like I know the guy. But I don’t. (I do know his wife though and she’s cool as a fan)

Today on my way to work I was listening to an old episode of Black Phillip when I learned that something bad was going on with Patrice. I immediately checked once I got in the office and learned that he had a stroke last week. The word went out a week later because Jimmy Norton (co-host of Opie and Anthony) announced it with his family’s blessing. The guys on O&A are like Patrice’s family so it makes sense for them to announce it.

I took a lot for me not to tear up upon hearing this news. I’ve seen Patrice twice live in my life. The first time was for his Comedy Central special “Elephant In The Room” (available on Netflix) and the other time at Carolines. Both shows were great. You gotta appreciate a man who has an opinion and is not afraid to express it to the world. Nobody knows outside of his immediate family if he’s getting better or worse. I pray that he’s getting better. The world needs a man like Patrice to tell it like it is and not like it was.

For those of you who are in the dark about who this great comedian is…check the joint.

(Be prepared for quite a bit of cursing on top of amazing insight!)

I’ve been listening to this brother Kendrick Lamar for the past two months heavy. I have to salute my boy James Mills (aka tall James) for putting me on to dude. Compton should be very proud of Kendrick. His music provides an interesting perspective, telling the story of generation Y. This song ADHD is an excellent example of that story.

Kendrick is going to be performing at SOBs on August 31st here in NYC. If you know like I know, you’ll be there.

P.S. I like the visuals Va$htie. Good work.

The Magnificent Seven

On April 27th I turned 32 and the world kept spinning. Two days later, I gathered with my fellow Kuntaw practitioners (Kyuds as we call ourselves) for a journey we would never forget. Kuntaw is the ancient Filipino art of hand and foot fighting, and is the martial art we have taken in our hearts. The mission on this day, was to take one SUV filled with 7 individuals packed with clothes and snacks, to drive down to Wilson, North Carolina. We were set to reach there in about 8 hours and meet up with other Kyuds and Kyudais(female practitioners) from places like Canada, Virginia and Saudi Arabia to train and grow together in our art. The trip down was filled with jokes and sleep. The cast of characters was my father Lakan Guro Lakeim, and fellow Kyuds Daoud, Rasu, Dahkil, Erik, Suhail and myself.

Once we arrived in Wilson we went directly to the Kuntaw palace and met with Kyud Al. He gave us a warm welcome and took us to a near by restaurant for some breakfast. The meal was very affordable and an indication of the type of hospitality we were to enjoy while staying in Wilson. This trip was called by Kyud Bud who is a Grandmaster in the art of Kuntaw. He is on a mission set forth by the Great Grandmaster Carlito Lanada to streamline the practice of Kuntaw. Over the weekend we spent many hours going over forms and sparing with our fellow Kyuds and Kyudais. There were tons of knowledge being spread from the older to the younger both ways. I believe I speak for my fellow Kyuds from New York when I say we felt like we belonged to a bigger family.

Kyud Bill and Kyudai Alice run the Kuntaw Palace in Wilson and they did a great job along with Kyud Bud making everyone feel at home. The experience was very enriching both physically and mentally. I can say I returned to New York a different person. My approach to my art is now enhanced thanks to the people I met in Wilson.

Take a look at some of the photos taken during this great weekend. Also stay tuned for pt. 2 with more pictures and stories including the infamous “Usher singing incident”!

We Made It (Tired but Present)

Just arrived at the palace

Kyud Al preparing for a great weekend

Erik showing the keys to fine dining

Black Belts Assembled

5th Degree and above conversation

The next generation

Kyuds and Kyudais having a good time

Yes, we train with sticks too!

“They can come closer than close…yeah.” There will never be another Nate Dogg. Others have tried (see Domino) but nobody has been able to duplicate the soulful gangster sounds of this Eastsider. Known to most people as the day one partner of Snoop Dogg along with Warren G in their group 213, Nate was the cat with the deep voice and sleepy eyes. While he was a singer I never doubted this cats gangster on record.

I’m a big fan of the Dogg Pound Gangsta Click (DPGC) and it hurts me to see Nate go. He’s been ill for a long time now but it doesn’t make his death any easier. Nate put it down on many Death Row classics although he never got to release his own debut through that label. His first album was a double disc which went the indie route and produced the banger for which this post is named after.

I still remember when I first heard his jam “One More Day” off the Murda Was The Case soundtrack. That song was very unique. The haunting track was perfect for Nate’s verses which displayed the desperation of ghetto life in each verse. However, truth be told he’s mostly known for telling women to “it aint no fun if the homies can’t have none” and reminding the homies to “smoke weed everyday”. Nate found a home on many anthems in hip hop and we will always keep him in our hearts.