Never Say - KR

In this installment of the Dream series, KR speaks on his performance at Central Michigan University OBU Apollo. If you didn't know I go to CMU and I did ask him to at least touch on it and after a bump, this is what I received. I did tweet while at the apollo and this is what it said: Alex_Washington: #lowkey I'm STILL mad at how #CMU did @KrackDiesel, like that really got under my skin ... Like something serious.

Note: Before I get started, I wanna give Alex Washington my apologies. Sometimes when someone gets pissed they black out and forget about the consequences of their actions. Anything I say is a reflection of me, not her, DO NOT get that twisted. The last thing I would want to do is put her in any awkward situation due to a conflict of interests.

I turned my own CD off. Me and my girlfriend rode back to Detroit. I was licking my wounds, all out confused. I didn't even wanna hear myself. I didn't wanna hear anyone. We rode in silence.

I brought her to the event. She'd been supporting my music since she met me five years ago. She's one of my #1 fans through and through. In addition to that, she hadn't been able to make my past couple of performances because we had no babysitter for our child. She was excited about seeing me perform for the first time in a while. I was excited for her to see me.

I drove two and a half hours to this place, expecting to take another step towards getting my name out there. Every performance is an opportunity to gain a fan, and I'm sure that's why artists of my stature (unknown) go to such lengths to perform wherever we can fit in. The only people I even knew at Central were people I hadn't even met in person. I was coming into a new situation with a relatively small backing.

That never stopped me before.

From Callahan's Bar & Grill in Auburn to The Shelter in the D. I've never had a performance where people didn't come up to me and salute the performance. Real n*gga sh*t. I'm used to at least one person stepping to me and telling me how well I did. It's no longer unusual to get a few new followers on twitter just based off a performance.

Which brings us to Central Michigan University's Apollo Night...

Horrendous.

I got booed THEE F*CK off stage. First time ever-might not even be the last time. I'm still not quite sure.

Here's what you may be wondering, was it because I bombed? Did I forget my lines? Were the songs wack? Watered down?

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Kill Yourself - KR

In his second post, KR talks about the 52nd Grammy Awards ceremony, what surprised him and what pissed him off.

Hello friends and enemies. I’m back. It’s good ol’ Krack Daddy with my jumbled opinions on the Grammy Awards. On second thought, make that a bunch of unanswered questions. Maybe someone can help me understand? There’s our first question of

the day.

First off, Taylor Swift just won Album of the Year. Wow.

Rihanna got her face dismantled last year. She’s still one of the biggest artists in the world. Why exactly was she not performing? Why when she was asked about the reason behind her not performing she alluded to her getting her ass kicked? Yeah I’m sure she knew Chris was going to treat her fingers like sausage links the day before the award ceremony last year.

Taylor Swift gets interrupted and so begins the pity tour of 09. I thought this was a new year, but it seems like this is only the beginning. Everyone keeps on writing about how Taylor writes her own music, blah blah blah. Damn near everything I’ve heard from her has to do with teen relationships. Girls are the stupidest when they’re her age. Stop using that argument. She’s talented, but damn…it seems like every award. How is this possible!?

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Another Dream - KR

I've been looking for another blogger for a while, but I knew it couldn't just be anyone (especially since I'm extremely picky about grammar and other things even though I slip up). I was looking for something different. I wasn't sure exactly what just different. When KR asked me if he could guest blog I took him up on the offer. He's currently in the studio working on Chain of Memories II which is releasing some time [very] soon. This series of blog posts are his thoughts in his own words. I'm calling it The Dream Series and you'll understand why.

It’s funny growing up with a head full of dreams and things you know you’ll do by the time you’re a specific age. When I was in 2^nd grade I wanted to be the first basketball playing astronaut.

At age 23 I’m 5’9 and I hate riding airplanes, fuck a spacecraft.

I look at being a kid and having all of these outlandish dreams, that no one my senior would sway me away from, and I begin to wonder, is it their fault for not telling me 99.9% of those dreams would never come to fruition or is it my fault for still not believing?

I begin to wonder, is the bitter bitch working the drive thru window at my local McDonald's bitter because she’s just a bitch or because this ain’t what she wants to do? It’s probably both, but I digress.

It’s cliché, but I think we all need dreams. Otherwise we get caught in these cycles and by the time we snap out of it we realize the mistakes we made by staying so dedicated to that cycle. Hindsight is 20/20 though; let’s see things for what they are.

I’m stuck in this cycle; I do the same things everyday in order to chase my dream.

What is the dream?

To use rap to support my family and tell my story to people. I wanted to be the biggest and most famous when I was a child. When I grew up, it was about family. When my daughter was born in 2008 and I held her in my arms for the first time, it was all about her and her well being. Fuck being famous. They’re calling Jay-Z the devil and Kanye’s being called a nigger because he interrupted some overrated white girl—TRUST ME, I don’t need fame. What I need is the mental security of knowing if I died tomorrow my daughter would be financially stable. I don’t have to be rich, but I have to be comfortable, so I deal with the uncomfortable to become comfortable—for a dream.

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