Hip Hop, Please DON'T Stop!!!

So Friday night, the Smitster and I decide we are going to go out with my co-worker Josue.  His name is pronounced in some funky, Portuguese-ish way (Portuguese because he is from Bermuda).  Which is apparently the only sub-culture of people to inhabit London, because alllll of the people I am friends with are from Bermuda, rather spectacular (.... any MGMT fans out there? oracular spectacular? eh?).  Moving forward.... We went to the grand opening of this new night bar cleverly dubbed the "Doodle Bar".  The concept was very simple, yet possessed endless entertainment for the evening.  All was painted white, even the waiters (they were dressed in white, not painted, given.).  The idea was to capture who the people truly were, so they allowed everyone to draw whatever they wanted on all of the walls..... and logically, I wrote an enlarged, Bubble-Lettered version of my best "Roll Tide", signed JT Berney.... two points for the good guys.

The night was a blast!  They had a sweet DJ playing a lil hip hop at the start of the night, but it turned into some sweet swing-jazz toward the end of the night, which I loved of course.  When it was time to leave, Danny boy snagged one of the sweet posters which are displayed in the above pictures (a bit of editing applied if we're being honest).  Needless to say, there was some very enticing dance moves being thrown down by these British Nationals... hahaha, rich!!!  

The next morning, around 2, maybe three in the afternoon, we noticed we were hungry after our Nido hibernation.  We thought, hmmmmm, what do our bellies think about this peculiar situation... and they answered right on que... All signs pointed directly to => Portabello Road Market.  Wonderful.  I was going to try and stay away from sweets on Saturday.... my ambitions for healthy eating were shot point-blank as soon as I saw that market.  I proceeded to spend the entire lump sum of cash in my  pocket (roughly 20 quid (or pounds for you newbs)) on food.  I was actually able to eat a huge Baggette, three gargantuan doughnuts, a flat of raspberries, and a massive version of a crepe.... I left, in a satisfied state.  

Also at Portabello Road, I was looking at some antiques, and as I peer out of the corner of my eye, I notice an American.  I look at her for a second.... oh yeah, I know her, its Maggie Gyllenhaal.  Just chillin.  Pretty neat to see a star, but whatever.

Aight folks, tis all for now...  "Ta"

Who will love you? Who will fight? Who will fall, far behind?

Monday, I went to a very low key concert in a more suburban area of London.  During the switch over for the bands, I heard Bon Iver's "Skinny Love"....  I immediately thought about Kristin.  When I got home, I frantically search google for the title and artist of the song (I only knew about ten words from the song, none of the other needed info....).  I had to know what this song was.  After about 45 minutes of quality "research", something that I think I'm starting to become fairly thorough at, I finally found the title.

This song reminds me of Kristin for very beautiful reasons.  The humbling and methodical tempo represents the very certain and commanding walk that she takes through life.  Kristin puts an erratic numbness on the piercing times in my life.  She is such a comforting and uplifting friend.  I actually think that she is distantly related to Ruth from the Bible... probly third or fourth cousins, somewhere a way's down the line.  Back to the song.  Lyrically, it brings to mind how young our relationship is.  The term "skinny love" (I'm not dropping the 'L' bomb, that is simply what the song says.... I would say, in deep like at this point) just reminds me of how young and adolescent our relationship is (or any relationship that I have for that fact).  All to often I catch myself reminiscing about the times that I have had in my life where I think that I am "becoming so mature and soooo much older"... what a load of rubbish.  I feel like I've had a relationship with some people forever, but it still so early in life.  Hearing the words "skinny love" reminds me of the life and the good times and the people that we all have yet to discover and explore!  

The chorus of the song is really special to me, because it reminds me of everything Kristin and I have talked about sooo many times.... sometimes til 4, 5.... maybe 6 in the morning.... bright and squirrelly.  I won't repeat what we talk about us, that is just for us thank you :)

Continuing, I also am comforted when I hear this tune... I think that comfort comes mainly from the "folky" nature of the song.  I'm always reminded of Alabama when I hear that type of music, and for those of you who know me best, you know that I love, I looooove Alabama.  But is also is comforting because it makes me think of my girlfriend.  Very simple song, but very deep under the surface.... just like Kristin.

Song review.... done, ca-put, finished, el fin.

Girlfriend review.... to be continued.... happily and willingly....

Thanks for listening to WJTB Radio, where you hear all the latest and greatest tunes and stories from JT's liiiiife.  Signing off for now, this is JT "radio's my life" Berney.... Cheer's, and please, Mind The Gap!!