
Yes y'all... I (on the piano) along with my man Dre King (wurlitzer) were both featured on Kev's new digitally released "Random Joints" EP on the album's closing track "Lord Help Me". Support this brotha... VERY consistent output.




Fave says:
In this edition the heat and good music increase exponentially from familiar favorites and incredible newcomers to the game. Nod your head to the best in soul and progressive hip hop from across the land and the pond.
The health tip / update deals with the mental / emotional / spiritual issues that attack our physical bodies.
As we quench our thirst for quality tunes, get ready to chop it up with one of the rising musical stars of the new millennium. He’s a dynamic instrumentalist (the piano is his primary weapon of choice) and works with some of the FFC’s most coveted artists. Zo! checks in and breaks down the current state of the industry, taking the stage with the Foreign Exchange and what’s coming soon from his creative mind.
Get a cool washcloth, a glass of ice water and press play. The weekend doesn’t officially begin until the FFC gets in. . .
Enjoy yourself. . .
Click here to download.
~The Playlist~

Come on now... We had our drinks and no real explanation on why we had no food. The place was packed up, yes..BUT people around us were getting their food. I think the joint just got lost and they were covering it up - poorly. So in order for me to avoid missing my ride back to O'Hare, we had to leave and walk up the street to Starbucks so I could pick up a breakfast sammich. By this time, it was 12-something and I was HOWNGREE... I didn't give a rat's ass what I ate at that point. I thought that sammich and orange juice was the greatest meal of all-time... Wishbone FAILED miserably, almost an hour went by with no food, and no real explanation why. Damn, what happened? Then fast forward to the airport... It's myself, Jeed, Train and Syd all checking in and going through security. The nasty-minded older female security folk were giving me an earfull basically saying they were gonna go through ALL of my stuff, frisk me, and make me play my bass guitar for them before they let me through. Wonderful...
We got through that madness and walked over to Johnny Rockets for a bite to eat before heading to our gates. Now mind you, I had on my Tribe Called Quest t-shirt as the four of us stepped up to order our food. The girl who took Coultrain's order was just grinning... ear to damn ear. Then she kept saying, "I know I'm not crazy... I know I'm not crazy." It was strange, but kats finished placing the orders, got our seats and waited for the food...
We all looked at each other trying to figure out what the issue was and why ole girl was at the register having a moment. Train was like, "I'm pretty sure she thought I was somebody I'm not." But the million dollar question still remained... WHO? So when Jeed went back up to get his food, he came back laughing. It turned out that because of my T-shirt, she thought we were A Tribe Called Quest HILARIOUS. So we spent about 5 minutes at the table tryna figure out which one of us was who... She had to have been real young, po' child. At least she had A Tribe Called Quest in her mind as an option to choose from.. *shrugs*

Anyway, we pulled up to the hotel, checked in... got grub, and hit the soundcheck. The check was long as hell, but once they got the sound locked in, it was a wrap and it was sounding good. Toward the end, in walks Muhsinah and fellow ELs member SlimKat78 to set up and check as they were scheduled to go on before us.





from the airport and I got home and passed out on the couch. When I finally woke up, I checked outside and made sure I said a prayer for the bad weather to hold off until we played... Well, the weather held off during soundcheck, that was no problem. But soon after that, it started to POUR. We were scheduled to go on at 7pm and because of the downpour, the people got outta there for a minute. The rain held off for a little while once we did get on stage and the soundman had us sounding real good up there. The rain started to come back down in the middle of us playing "Stay With Me." The thing that got me was, once the rain came back...the people stayed - how 'bout that?! I think that said a whole lot about the
crowd and support group that we have back home, kats hung with us out there and I am very appreciative of that. Moms, Pops and my younger sister came out... popped open the umbrellas and enjoyed themselves - even took pictures for me. After the show, my family came back to the trailer and kicked it for a little while with the entire group, the brotha Maestro of Silent Riot stopped through, along with Mudd of 5 Ela. Everybody was just crackin' jokes, talkin' shiff and having a good time.





