A Father from a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

Yesterday was father's day. I'm never good at remembering these holidays but this one I kept in the back of my mind. My father called me, and the first thing he said was, "Joseph, I'm just calling to hear your voice. You can't even call collect." I paused and thought why haven't I bought a phone card yet...and then I suggested we both download Skype. We agreed to do what was necessary and the conversation continued as it always does. We caught up on my trip to LA, me loosing my phone and debit card. He updated me on the things at home, the weather, the economy, and my nephew that we've just found out is allergic to glutamate...which means he can't eat anything.

Before my father called, and at the risk of displaying the full extent of my nerdiness, I spent the day watching the Star Ward: The Clone Wars...you know the new animated version of Star Wars on Cartoon Network. Okay, maybe you don't know but that doesn't matter. Jokingly I tweeted (www.twitter.com/joeybahamas) that I was watching it in honor of my father because he introduce me to Star Wars, and then the memories about those long weekend marathons during hot island days in front of the television, sitting on the edge of my seat every time I watched it, came flooding back to me.

As a young boy, Star Wars represent a world of wonderment. Strange creatures ran a muck as grand battles between good and evil raged about a universe beyond my reach. There was magic...an invisible force that gave a select few the ability to move things with the power of their mind, access strength and knowledge beyond the average being and wield a light saber with remarkable precision and speed. I pretend to be the fearful Darth Vader, I had the breathing down. I knew the emperor's dialogue almost word for word. And, I still get life when Obi Won says, "You will never see a more wretched hive of scum and villany"! The force was strong with me...

It was all so exciting, so breathtaking. There was a world out there beyond my imagination and it was my father that essentially brought me too it. I think I've said it more than I probably needed to. My parents mean the world to me. My father is a life line for me, an anchor in the storms that life can often bring. He's my number one, and I do consider myself a daddy's boy.

I don't think it's much of a coincidence that my father introduced me to Star Wars, this world beyond my reach and yet such a vivid part of my imagination. Apart from the special effects in so many ways my father has held the key to worlds that seemed beyond my reach. Unlike Star Wars though he has done everything he could to push me toward them, encouraged me to explore them and even to conquer them.

As the story line in Star Wars develops an ultimate conflict erupts between father and son. Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker seem to have insurmountable differences, each falling on different ends of the spectrum, accessing different sides of the all powerful 'force' and serving oppositional causes. But when it counts the most, these things fall by the wayside and the bond between father and son couldn't even be broken by the the evil, powerful Emperor, Darth Sideous. My father and I don't see I to eye on everything, but when it counts he's there and I know he'd risk everything for me, as I would for him.

I am ultimately grateful for everything he's done for me...pushing me out into a world beyond my imagination, and giving me the courage and the power to be who I am. He doesn't even celebrate Father's Day! And so, in the place of a happy Father's day and in the theme of this post, I have only one thing to say: "Daddy, may the force be with you..."

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Song du jour: "Star Wars: The Clone Wars Theme"



Song du jour pt II: Imperial March



Song du jour pt III: Duel of the Fates

Is it just me or...

...is this newest Beyonce vid looking like the best of the new set she's released?? I'm not a huge Beyonce fan and I don't go up for everything that is hers. Sometimes I feel like she sacrifices quality for quantity and expedience...of that I am not a fan. However, from what I've seen in the behind the scenes video I just can't help but think this will be one of my new favorites.




...did Karl Lagerfeld really do it yet again?? I'm talking the 2010 resort collection. Maybe it was the dark skies, the sand, the beautiful classical architecture of the building behind the audience, or the exquisiteness of the collection, but from the opening scene I was moved. Having Lagerfeld speaking on the soundtrack made it even more exciting. Swagger is a relative thing: Chanel is what old money looks like in the new world.



...is Fatha Julz def on the rise?? Featured in Swerve Mag and over at Favored Fashion Fix (one of my favorite fashion reads), he's truly making an name for himself. If you're not familiar with the Fatha, you should definitely check it out. "If a Fall 2010 John Galliano for Christian Dior Couture dress could have a conversation with a disco ball from the ceiling of Studio 54 (circa 1979), it would sound like the music of DJ Fatha Julz," he describes it. It's the kinda music I can listen to while getting dressed for the club and hope to hear while I'm there. I saw the Fatha at the Abby this past weekend in LA. He's such an inspiration and it was his words ("Everyone in DC has a side hustle, hunny!") that got me thinking about getting into the promoting. You can find out more about Fatha Julz after the jump...


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...told y'all I was back. Get life or get lost, sweety...

Murderous Twitter!!!

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!! Damn it's been a while hasn't it! People have been asking when am I going to post again, and so here I am.

I've been extra busy. I just got back from LA last night, and off the plan I came home, showered and headed out to a party's grand opening. My days have been pretty much like that...little time to stop, and even less time to write.

It doesn't help that twitter has become such an integral part of my life...lol. It's so much easier to just post where I'm or what I'm doing and not write an entire post. Twitter has committed attempted murder on my blog!

With all that said, I'm definitely going to try and do better with this thing. I didn't think people would notice that I hadn't posted but apparently people do.

Tonight, I have the FLOW Tuesday party @ Midtown. It's been becoming the place to be on Tuesday nights. Our numbers are growing and we have two more parties lined up to launch in the next few months. Getting into this promotional stuff has been one of the best decisions I've made in minute.

I have to start getting shit together for tonight...but I will definitely be back. In between posts you can always check me out on Twitter: www.twitter.com/joeybahamas.

I love you guyzz!!!!!!!!!!