Currently in Rotation: "Say You Will" - Res feat. Talib Kweli, Ab Liva & iCan

 

Soulful rock-pop crooner Res releases an absolutely breathtaking single about once every 5-10 years before disappearing back into the ether.  After her 2001 debut album (produced by Santigold!) titled How I Do, she fell off the map to my and many other fans' disappointment.  Chalk it up to radio & pop music's segregation at the time, which is less a problem today but now there's a much bigger problem: there's just no market for quality "adult" music with deep lyrics or talented singers like Res.  Tragically.

In the 2010s she popped back up as half of the duo Idle Warship with now-enemy Talib Kweli, who she's since accused of sexual harassment & general career fuckery.  Bummer, as I enjoyed their work together.  Actually I was just stoked she was working & putting out music on a consistent basis--some of my faves from that era are "Go Brooklyn" from the 2009 Party Robot mixtape and "Steady" which is set to the beat from  "Sweet Dreams" by the Eurythmics.  And the 2nd to last track on 2009's solo Res album Black.Girls.Rock! entitled "So What Am I (Sunday Nite Res)" is one of my all-time fave songs by any artist.

Unfortunately NONE of these songs is available on Spotify and few can be found on other streaming sites like Soundcloud.  Thankfully there are devoted fans who have shared rarities like the song above on Youtbe to listen to for free.  "Say You Will" makes a great break-up jam & fits nicely in any general depression-themed playlist lmao.  Enjoy.  🖤

Reminder: Fentanyl Can't Hurt You Unless You Ingest It

 

Wild rumors are circulating in my state (bolstered by police, of course) that people are "putting fentanyl on car door handles" and in USPS mail.  Let me break down the numerous reasons that's NOT A THING:

1.) Cost.  Drugs cost money, and no dealer/user/manufacturer is going to waste product in that way.  Just like the drugs-in-Halloween-candy rumors that spread annually, the same is true here.  Could it happen?  Yes, but it's highly unlikely.  And it wouldn't matter anyway, because...

2.)  Fentanyl has zero effect when touched, viewed up close or from a distance, inhaled in normal ambient amounts in the air or otherwise NOT ingested.  But-but-but, what about the cops who've gotten sick from touching it?  They haven't.  That's right:  every single instance of police fainting, getting sick or otherwise experiencing negative effects from simply handling or being near fentanyl turned out to be caused by anxiety--mass hysteria.  To date no officer has died or even tested positive for the drug after one of these "exposures".  According to that same study linked in the last sentence, "it would take 200 min of breathing fentanyl at the highest airborne concentrations to yield a therapeutic dose, but not a potentially fatal one."

So where does this misinformation come from?  To be fair, not only is fentanyl a highly potent drug, it also comes in the form of skin patches which likely contributes to the "you can OD from touching it" part of the myth.  But those patches are specially designed to hold the drug on the skin for hours, heat up the top dermal layer & slowly release the drug through a special delivery matrix.  A single Duragesic patch is to be worn for 3 days or more.  According to the package insert, it may take a full DAY for effects to be felt, as it takes a long time for enough drug to build up on the skin to be felt.  

In order to be dangerously affected from inhaling fentanyl, one would need to directly insufflate ("snort") the powder through a straw or similar.  And as you can see, it's not gonna affect you via the dermal route after handling even large amounts.  Simply washing your hands or wiping them off thoroughly would be sufficient to prevent problems.  So we can all relax about roving fentanyl killers spreading fentanyl paste on things for shits & giggles.

Now the same is not true for touching AND THEN INGESTING the powder.  If you handle large amounts of fentanyl & then put your hands in your mouth, you can expect a clinical response.  But you shouldn't be putting your unwashed hands in your mouth anyway.  Children have been sickened & died from touching & ingesting fentanyl powder--another reason to teach kids to keep their hands out of their mouths.  While your kid is unlikely to encounter fentanyl in their environment, putting unwashed hands in your mouth can lead to all kinds of illnesses ranging from stomach viruses to Hepatitis & E. coli.  You never can be too safe these days.

Buying street drugs--including good counterfeits or pills from a friend who may not know what they have--is the only way you're gonna come in contact with enough of the drug to die, and that IS a real threat.  Fentanyl has shown up in every class of drugs in N. America from opioids to stimulants, MDMA & benzodiazepines to unregulated marijuana vape pens.  Unless/until we legalize & regulate our drug market for purity, this problem will only get worse.  

So wtf is the thing in the photo above?  Nobody knows, but if I had to guess I'd say either some mechanism to help someone steal the car by preventing the owner from opening the door, or a prank.  Looks like a variation of this post from /r/insanepeoplefacebook.  

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My Self-Care Looks Like...

 ...choosing potential partners based on a mutual emotional connection, sexual chemistry, true compatibility & romantic love, not practical reasons like what society says I should want in a partner or superficial shit like $$$.  

This'll be a short one.  

It's pretty simple:  you can't come at love like an accountant balancing a budget or a scientist attacking a logic problem.  If you do, you can expect to end up in a suffocating financial arrangement and a neverending battle of wills rather than a mutually satisfying union between compatible equals.  No amount of number-crunching or pre-planning can prepare you for something that is by nature entirely spontaneous.  Even saying "I want to be married by 26, own a home by 28 & have my first baby by 29" is setting yourself up for--at best--failure to meet those deadlines and--at worst--rushing into a lifetime commitment to Mr(s). Right Now who then gets roped into becoming something much more significant:  your spouse and baby's parent.  The latter of which you can't take back.  

Love doesn't give a damn about your deadlines or wish lists.  What looks ideal on paper can be a nightmare in reality & vice versa.  If you're the type who sits around making "lists" of superficial qualities your ideal lover should have, stop that.  It's limiting, unrealistic & almost ensures you'll never find what you're REALLY looking for because, for one thing, the person in those lists only exists in your mind.   He or she is not real.  Divinely-inspired, spiritually elevating love is spontaneous--it sneaks up on us when we least expect it and comes in all different shades of wrapping paper that rarely look like we imagined in our little non-psychic heads.  That's because the love-connection resides in the souls of other people, not their sleek exterior or net worth.  It's also not hiding in their "good genes," their inheritance or 401k.  Or whatever other superficial thing you think is a must-have on your little sophomoric "list". 

Because while you may want those things initially, none of it counts for shit when the kids are out of the nest and it's just the two of you with decades of emotional baggage in that big empty house, nothing in common but years of built up resentment that's now bubbling up to the surface with no buffer.  A "good family name" or hot body won't help when your partner develops a crippling gambling addiction or drinking problem & blows through your retirement funds & now owes the bank money.  And that superficial list will be the farthest thing from your mind when you're diagnosed with Stage 3 cancer & the only thing in this whole goddamned world you crave is a partner who will hug you like a koala and protect you from the danger in that radioactive room like your parents were supposed to protect you as a child...  Someone who can at least feign basic human warmth & emotion. 

But you wanted financial security & physical attractiveness--a life that LOOKED more impressive than it felt.  Remember?  Wealth/beauty rarely reside in the same vessel as compassion/selflessness, and why should they? 

Makes a nice wishlist to Santa but nearly useless in long-term adult relationships meant to weather life's storms.

Standards vs. Superficial Requirements

That's not to say you should settle.   Just the opposite.  STANDARDS are a necessity; superficial requirements & nitpicky complaints are a hindrance.  Examples of standards include:  "respects women," "kind to wait staff & janitors," "loves animals," "does not believe in corporal punishment" & "isn't racist".  Examples of superficial requirements = "at least 5'7", "makes at least $100,000 per year," "hasn't slept with more than 5 guys," "has a 401k" & "not Jewish".   🙄

Hopefully you see the difference.  And yes, you can do whatever you want.  It's your life.  But believe me when I say the ego-driven, shallow requirements listed above will lead to nothing but weak connections with wack people who won't be there for the hard times... and if they are, you may wish they'd just leave.   Not only is it futile to try and plan out something as cosmic as soulmate love, you're liable to miss the real thing when it comes calling if you're looking in the wrong places or chasing the same dead end connections on a loop. 



Why Can't We Have It All?

Because this is real life, and life is all about give & take.  Sacrifice.  It's fine to play the Powerball lotto, but don't spend your monthly earnings as if you'd already won it.  Same thing applies here. 

People with naturally good looks, generational wealth or fame don't have to develop a personality or intellect to be popular, often skating by on their looks and money for--gasp!--most of their lives.  In fact, they often milk these traits to take advantage of others, eventually becoming full-blown narcissists or sociopaths due to a lifetime of enabling by parents, teachers, religious leaders, coaches & others in the community.  In other words, they think they're hot shit & treat others like they're not shit.  This isn't always the case, but it certainly is more common than the opposite scenario of the wealthy, beautiful empath who gives their free time to charity by choice.  

And more bad news:  these types tend to really circle the drain in old age.  While even severe mental illnesses often improve in the Golden Years, narcissistic types who depended on being the youngest, strongest, fittest, prettiest, smartest, thinnest, WHATEVEREST person in the room all their lives are now facing a crisis:  their own mortality.  The decaying of these superficial traits in real time, plus the fact that they haven't developed any real endearing personal qualities like their peers.  This often leaves them isolated, bitter & occasionally dangerous.  You've been warned.

When hard times come for you & your union--as they do for everyone eventually--what really matters is the strength of your initial bond & the promises you made, your ability to communicate & your willingness to lean on each other & not go outside the relationship for your emotional or physical needs, be they sex or just someone to hold your hand and rock you like a baby after chemo.  💛

...not to mention selling their literal BODY.

To summarize, you have two options: 

Option #1:  Natural, spontaneous, soulmate love.  Full of deja Vu, coincidences & eerie dream-like events.  This option involves building a genuinely fulfilling life with your best friend whom you also just "happen" to be wildly physically attracted to.  Relationships are based on shared interests, compatibility & mutual respect rather than what they can give or do for you.

Option #2:  Calculated, predictable, controlled unions.  No more "magical" than shopping for groceries from a list.  This option requires rolling the dice by starting a life with someone who is perfect on paper:  an attractive face/chiseled body, good family name, a big bank account/sprawling mansion, great career, etc.  Then hoping beyond hope they're not a reprehensible human being in every other possible way.  Just know the odds are not in your favor on that last one. 

And while you may learn to live AROUND them or tolerate each other's idiosyncrasies, the chances of developing a deep & abiding love with Option #2 are somewhere around 0%.  Because that's not how any of this works.  Even if they turn out to be a decent person, YOU'RE MARRYING A STRANGER and doing it for the wrong reasons.  At best they may come to be a platonic friend that you tolerate in your bed, which isn't much better than marital rape if we're being honest.  And I can't even bear to think about the poor children of this unholy type of union.  They're the real victims here as they have no choice in the matter of where they live or who their parents are.  You, being consenting adults, had all the agency.  You still do, yet people often tolerate this type of situation long after they can financially afford to leave & when there's no physical threat to their safety. 

My mother comes to mind:  I'll never forgive her for staying and, by default, keeping us trapped in that house of horrors.  I love my parents individually but can't stand them together and tell them so often.  "Why is he only this mean to ME?" my mom often asks.  "Because you tolerate it.  You stay."  (And do all his dishes, laundry, cooking, grocery shopping, etc while he talks to you like a dog.  That's a pretty sweet fucking deal).  To an abuser, staying or coming back is consenting to further abuse.  No amount of crying, cursing, threatening to leave, silent treatment, short-lived separations or passive-aggressive behavior has ANY effect whatsoever on anyone but you.  Failure to permanently & completely sever ties cancels it all out.  It's like bitching about a politician on social media 364 days a year but then voting for them anyway--the vote is all that counts.  Read that until you understand it.  

The not-so-PC term for 'gold-digger'.  😬  And yes, they come in both sexes.

While it's true that all relationships require work and are not Disney fairytales 24/7, they shouldn't be cold financial arrangements borne out of convenience or practicality either.  The time when that was necessary/acceptable has long passed.  Why not just live with a platonic friend if you're going that route?  At least you'd like each other's company!  Better to be single for the rest of your days, surrounded by biological family, your kids, friends, career, pets & beloved hobbies than to endure an artificial, parasitic domestic setup filled with stress & misery.  The misogyny alone is suffocating.  You aren't looking for someone to play the role of a parent, financing your life or doing your basic adulting tasks like cooking, cleaning up after yourself, etc, and if you ARE it's time to take that ass to therapy because that's not what healthy adult relationships are about.

Change starts with you, right now.  Today.  Question & fight to reject everything that doesn't sit right with your soul even if your whole family, state, region, country, culture, religion, WHATEVER considers it normal.  It's patriarchal brainwashing up to a point, then it becomes a conscious choice.  Sometimes you have to sacrifice temporary comfort for long-term progress, fallout be damned.  Let the chips, as they say, "fall where they may." 



Stop Pain-Shopping   🛑

Peace, war, breakup, make-up.  Rinse, repeat:  None of this is normal.

And for those who have a hard time letting go of a "love" that died ages ago:  Quit mistaking trauma bonds for love & wasting your life dragging everyone down into your mucky mire of misery & melodrama (ooh, alliteration!).  There are no brownie points in Heaven for being the long-suffering martyr when that suffering is a CHOICE.  Millions of women & girls around the world would kill to have the freedom & agency we have; you dishonor both them and your ancestors when you waste your one precious life choosing toxicity over happiness.  For some of you it's not even a rollercoaster with periodic ups and downs, it's a merry-go-round:  Going over the same ground again & again until everyone around you is dizzy, disoriented & wants to puke.  Time passes but you fail to mature, getting older chronologically but never growing or evolving as a person.   🥀

Your only hope of breaking the cycle is radical pattern-disrupting CHANGE.  Not a superficial "glow-up" or packing and running from your problems because they WILL follow you.  I'm talking decisive action & self-improvement:  new healthy coping skills, better friends, radical honesty/self-assessment, therapy.  You can start on that right AFTER you end that toxic relationship once & for all.  Finalize the divorce, get what's owed to you and peace out.  If you're not married, even better.  Just go.  If you aren't tied to them via coparenting minor children or a shared mortgage, block their number/social media pages & become unreachable.  

Pour the energy that you were dumping into their empty vessel into yourself, your health & other positive pursuits.  Meditate, journal, do yoga, go to the library, take a pottery class, plant an herb garden.  Get on the treadmill and run.  Send a card to that old friend to let them know you were thinking of them.  (People love receiving actual mail).  Just don't sit around ruminating about negative people & experiences.  Use this time to consider what values are truly important to you in a partner & what red flags to look out for in the future.  But do not even think about entering a new relationship until the thought of your ex with a new lover doesn't raise your pulse or temperature whatsoever.  Zero anxiety, rage or sadness.  The only thing you should feel for your ex is NO-thing.  Finish one thing before starting another.

Whether you're raving about what a good person your ex is or ranting about how badly they burned you, you're not "over" them if you still devote time and energy to thinking of them, driving by their house, checking their social media, badmouthing them to friends, rage-posting about them, etc.  You're giving them a rent-free condo in your head.  STOP PAIN SHOPPING, CUT THE CORD & MOVE ON.  That's the best revenge anyway, as it removes all their remaining power over you.  But this isn't about them, or "revenge".  It's about salvaging the rest of your life by creating a healthy environment where you can heal for real.  And then thrive, in or out of a relationship.

And as a final note:  New love can never grow where the ghosts of old toxic relationhips stir.  Anyone with half a brain will see the  🚩 of your obsession & 🏃🏻‍♀ for their lives/sanity.

The reason women NEEDED to marry in the old days.  That need is gone now.  WAKE UP & REALIZE IT BEFORE WE END UP BACK HERE!

(Okay, this got a little lot longer-winded than I anticipated when I started.  Sorry.  Time to take my own advice & invest in me for a bit 🫰🏼 🪙  ).

Bloodline Harmony: Next Generation Bone? A Deep Dive.

 

I recently got an invite to a couple Bloodline Harmony chat groups on Facebook that are actually run by 2 members of the band.  While this is highly flattering and not the first time I've been personally invited to one of their FB groups, I have questions.  Why do they have time be farting around on FB like this in the first place?  Where is their social media manager, and why aren't they busy working on something more important like their Spotify presence?   A little backstory for the uninitiated:

Bloodline Harmony is a rap group comprised of 5 of Bizzy Bone's sons (Bizzy Bone being a founding member of multi-platinum rap group Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, my favorite group of all time).  Notice I said 5 of his sons.  Bizzy, aka Bryon McCane, had upwards of 10 kids at last count.  😳  To his credit, he's financially supportive of them all as far as I can tell, which is more than a lot of fathers-of-one can say. 

In recent years he's featured several of the Bloodline boys on his independently produced-and-promoted albums & taken the whole group out to perform at various venues with him, opting to tour with Bloodline Harmony rather than his much-touted original plan to tour with Bone for their 30-year anniversary in 2024.   That tour is happening right now, sans Bizzy.  After he suggested it and hyped it up for years on his Youtube channel.  How ever the fans and other Bone members may feel about that decision, there's no question he's doing right by his sons--the only question is, could the guys themselves be doing more to elevate their image & increase their success in this fickle industry where youth is worth nearly as much as talent & consumer attention spans are comparable to that of a common housefly's?   

Would I have asked if the answer was 'no?'  

Since they definitely didn't ask for it, here's my unprofessional & unsolicited advice as a random anonymous blogger: 


Clean Up Your Spotify/Streaming Music Presence

Step #1:  For the love of all things holy, get your Spotify game together, man!  I've never seen such a confusing rabbithole of dead end artist pages, & that's saying a lot because I spend a significant amount of time on the app.  For instance, they appear to have a 2021 album titled Bloodline Harmony (the band's name) but the artist credited is "The Harmony God".  Click that artist name & it takes you to a page with 5 Rugrat-esque cartoon characters that have a list of tracks under their name.  This is clearly the group now known as Bloodline Harmony, but why was a 5-piece rap group ever given a singular name like THE Harmony God (singular)?  "The Harmony Gods," sure.  But that's not what it says.  See for yourself:  

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A 5-member group called THE Harmony God?  Say wha?

Here's the album title, also the band's (current) name.  Confused yet?

To make matters more befuddling, one of the members is named "Cleve The Harmony God."  I just get more lost the deeper I go into their circular Spotify profiles.  Here are the pages for him:

A relatively active, professional-looking page...  

...until you see the "other" Cleve page right below it!  WHY?!

And it's the same story with member YBL Sinatra:

A whole Spotify profile just for 1 track?  Seems excessive but OK.  👌🏻

Ahhh, never mind!  A whole profile for TWO tracks!  Totally reasonable.   /s

And it doesn't end there:  So far we've only delved into the weird group page + 2 members.  There are still 3 more members to go.  And here are 2 of them:  completely blank with 0 songs, photos or info.  Have a little look-see since we're already here, why don'tcha:

One of the other 2 members, So Throwed.  More like 'So Cold & Lonely On This Empty Artist Page,' amirite?  💁🏻‍♀

Somebody send help:  I think I'm stuck in the Backrooms of Spotify.  🚪

That leaves only one member, Lil' Bizzy, and his page (singular!) is relatively normal so I won't bother reposting it here.  There may be a perfectly legit reason for the other guys to have claimed two--I'm not in the biz so there's a lot I don't know.  However, there's really no excuse for the contradictory spellings, confusing names & entirely blank pages this far into their careers.  How are (male) fans supposed to argue over who has the sickest bars if they don't know who's who & can't match a name to a flow?  How are (female) fans expected to gush over which guy is cutest if they can't put a face to a name?   It's not like these guys have easy-to-remember stage names like "(Bizzy) Bone" or "(Scary) Spice" so the hill will just be that much steeper to climb. 

(I recall being able to match a voice to each corresponding Bone member WITHOUT MTV or other visual aids--all my poor ass had was the cassette album cover to go by.  That's right:  not even the CD, the gatdamn cassette.  Still, just by looking at the cover I could envision which voice belonged to which member despite never seeing them perform live or in a music vid.  (I'll admit, I waffled between which voice was Wish & which was Kray for a hot minute, but.... never mind.  This isn't about that!)


Artist Development:  Personas, "Lore" & More

Which brings us to Step #2 in our little advice extravaganza:  the guys haven't done nearly enough to distinguish themselves as individuals within the group, Lil' Bizzy notwithstanding.  (His copycat name & the fact that he favors his father help set him apart early on--whether that's enough to carry him through a whole career on his own is another matter).  But what about the other 4 members?  Some things they could focus on to help in this regard would be:  Who's the oldest member?  The youngest?  Who's the rebel/"bad boy"?  Is there a group "leader"?  

That's roughly the formula behind bands like Backstreet Boys that helped the members set themselves apart in the eyes of fans, & it worked for all of Lou Pearlman's other boybands that followed.  Give each member a role or persona & ride it til the wheels fall off.  You can even see a bit of it in Bone Thugs:  Krayzie's the old wise "Granddad"; Layzie's the media mouthpiece & peacemaker; Bizzy's the baby/wildcard; Flesh is the prodigal son and only actual ex-con in the band, having served 8 years behind bars & Wish is the mysterious street cat who always looks equally ready to announce his long awaited solo album or throw dem bows at you for asking when it's coming out.  Either/or. 

Some other tidbits of info to give would be:  What are each of your Zodiac signs, favorite colors, musical inspirations, favorite foods, TV shows, non-musical hobbies?  It may sound silly but fans want to know these things!

Ahh, yes:  that time 6th member "Bone Thug" caught a case.  Figures... they found him on Wish.com.  😛 (In case it's not clear, the 'Thug' in question is Flesh lol).

Step 2b:  To add depth to each persona, simply focus on sharpening a natural skill or honing a talent you already possess, whether it's super fast rapping, smooth singing, music video directing, giving interviews, graphic design for album covers or what have you.  Pouring your energies into this one thing will help cement your image as master of that "thing" and an indispensable piece of the puzzle.  This is how celebrity & athlete "machines" work:  everybody has one thing they excel at.  Doesn't mean that's all you ever do, but it's something you do so well the group would struggle & fans would miss you if you suddenly weren't there.  (i.e. The "Where's Bizzy?" Effect).   Make yourself truly indispensable.  

Think of it like superheroes (Thundercats, Power Rangers, Ninja Turtles or Transformers): their powers are much greater when combined, but they each have to be able to stand on their own too.  That's how fans look at rap groups.  Each member has to be bringing something unique that contributes to the whole.  If not, they can be replaced or dropped.  No one member is bigger than the group, but neither can any member lean too much on the group to hide his weaknesses.  (Lookin' at you, Goldee & So Throwed).

Step 2c:  Finally, a compelling backstory (or "lore" as it's known in nerdspeak) is always helpful for drawing fans in & keeping them there.  With Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, it was the one-way greyhound tickets to find Eazy-E in LA.  Obviously not everyone has such a dramatic all-or-nothing backstory but everybody does have highs & lows in life.  Has anyone in Bloodline Harmony overcome mental illness or addiction?  Been shot or shot at?  Recovered from a harrowing physical illness?  Lost a close loved one to violence?  Struggled with learning disabilities, incarceration, chronic illness, racism, discrimination... anything whatsoever that's made life more challenging for you than your peers?   Opening up about these things gives fans something real & tangible to grab onto, making you both more likable and more memorable in their minds. Even an incredibly rare stroke of luck or a lifesaving twist fate can make for a compelling story.  The important thing is that it appeals to emotion, is relatable & shows your vulnerability/human side.

Bizzy, left.

Bizzy overcame incredible odds before he even started running the streets or making music with Bone.   When he was about 4 years old, Bryon "Bizzy Bone" McCane & his 2 sisters were kidnapped by former NFL player Byron McCane (who was either Bizzy's bio father or stepdad).  His picture was shown on the inaugural episode of America's Most Wanted & he was found because of a tip turned in to authorities by someone who recognized him thanks to John Walsh, who had recently lost his son to kidnapping and murder. 

Years later after gaining fame in BTnH, Bizzy had a chance to go on the show as an adult & discuss all the awful things that happened while he was on the run, from begging old ladies for food & living in cars to lying about his identity & being molested.  That openness has gained him a countless number of lifelong, ride-or-die fans who can relate to his hardships whether they talk openly about their trauma or not.  He didn't owe us that story--lord knows it was not a thing for men--especially Black men in the rap world at that time--to talk openly about sexual abuse at the hands of men.  #MeToo wouldn't happen for almost 30 years.  He didn't tell the story as a ploy for sympathy or a cheap gimmick--it was from the heart.  It's just a bonus that the fans love connecting with celebs like that.  


Putting the "Harmony" in "Bloodline HARMONY"

BLH go hard... but can they live up to their name?

Step #3:  The main glaring issue I see here is that, despite having "Harmony" in the group's name, these guys don't really harmonize like that.  Even Layzie's Mo' Thug group Havik does more with their voices than Bloodline HARMONY.  They have the fast staccato rap thing down pat, but as for sing-song rapping or harmonizing with each other, I've yet to see it.  As actual blood brothers & sons of one of the most harmonic members of Bone, I'd like to see them work more on sharpening those skills because I think they have the ability to do it; it's just a matter of putting in the effort.  Again, that's an area where each individual member would need to pick a vocal lane & stick with it, one going low (a la Krayzie Bone), one going high like Bizzy & the other 3 sticking to varying middle ranges like Wish, Flesh & Lay. 

Instead I'm hearing most of them try to pull off a higher/nasally/"thinner" range like Bizzy (they don't hit those Michael Jacksony notes, obviously, but you get what I mean by "high" range).  Don't copy Bone's style by any means, just do a little "oooh/ahhh" on one or 2 slower songs.  You could even add some subtle harmony by backing the last word or two in a verse on certain songs after recording them--say, have Goldee & Lil' Bizzy go back & "sing" the last word in Cleve's verse & then have Cleve & So Throwed do the same on YBL's.  Y'ain't gotta be Boyz II Men, nor do you have to do this on every song--just sprinkle it in here and there on some slower songs, weed songs, etc. 

I would advise being open to taking singing lessons though.  The other obvious option would be to remove "Harmony" from the band name, but they're kinda deep into the game to change names (again).  They started out as S.T.I.G. (So Throwed In The Game) before switching to Bloodline Harmony so another name change would just be... yeah, please don't at this point.  I can kinda work out what these overlapping names are supposed to be today, but it's hurting my head.  And the typical consumer doesn't have the attention span.  (I saw one Facebooker acting shocked that Bizzy had more than one son when he saw a pic of Lil Bizzy, thinking YBL was his only son lol).   

To review:

Step 1:  Urgent Spotify repair

Step 2:  Develop individual personas + hone a skill + "lore". 

Step #3:  Sprinkle a little Harmony in with the Bloodline brand. 

Finally, and I hope this doesn't come off snarky because that's not how I mean it:  I kinda just wish these guys would take some time out and go to rap boot camp for a minute--maybe for a whole summer.  Somewhere they're totally immersed in the craft with rap legends and college-level professors of the written/spoken word & left to sink or swim with other peers in the rap game.  No weed, no booze or cigarettes, no girls or social media/cell phones as distractions--just healthy food, ample exercise, predictable routines & time to focus on their actual careers.  Rap battles, the whole 9.   Make these kids fight for their moment in the sun like their fathers and forefathers had to do.  Sorry, no Bone Thugs or Mo' Thugs allowed.  This has to be a STIG-only venture and, on a more micro level, something every member must do for himself.  Prove yourself continuously or somebody who is hungry for the opportunity will take your spot.  This would make a good reality show now that I think about it lol.  Like a mashup of The Challenge, American Idol, Celebrity Rehab & Marriage Boot Camp.  Bizzy has done a fabulous job with them so far but now they need to step out from under his protective wing & challenge themselves even more.  That's how growth happens.

Ideally I'd like to see this with ALL rappers--all musicians--under 35 if it were possible.  With very few exceptions, this generation hasn't had to struggle through the same tribulations as those coming up in the '80s & '90s, and it shows in their immature behavior, over-reliance on cheap gimmicks like face tats, repetitive catch phrases & clownish public scandals to sell music.  It's not that being broke & abused is a virtue, but as they say, pressure makes diamonds and we're witnessing the opposite effect with these kids--extreme lack of pressure.  A prolapse, if you will.  And it's making whatever the opposite of diamonds are.  

By no means am I calling Bloodline Harmony shit-diamonds--I was thinking more of coddled pop twats like Taylor Swift, Miley Cyrus, Harry Styles, Billie Eilish & all these other rich kids who never had to work a day in their lives prior to becoming the industry plants they are today.  That makes for a very different sound than the creative wailing of '70s, '80s & '90s when totally innovative genres like Grunge, Trip Hop, Roots Reggae, Punk Rock, New Jack Swing, Golden Era Hip Hop, Riot Grrrl, Funk, Electro & Neo-Soul came into existence.  In those heady creative days, you either had to have a DAMN good voice, write standout lyrics, play an instrument or all 3.  Now all you need are youth, good looks & connections--Autotune & filters will take care of the rest.  

This is also why the industry has been overtaken by absolute dope fiends in recent years.  This trend started around the year 2000.  I recall "Sippin' on Some Syrup" by BTnH rivals Three 6 Mafia being one of the first popular songs to ever BRAG about taking hydrocodone & other opioids recreationally.  Fast-forward a couple decades & Gangsta Boo, Koopsta Knicca & Lord Infamous of the Triple Six are all dead of drug-related/cardiac events, and Pimp C of UGK who also appeared on that track OD'ed on codeine cough "sizzurp" as well.  And they're far from anomalies. 

Random viral "Worst Rappers" list.  Notice most are from the 2000's on.

In no way do I make these claims about Bloodline Harmony--I know Bizzy wouldn't put up with that.  He's a strict vegan & doesn't tolerate drug/alcohol abuse in his circle.  But it's a whole mood... a vibe that these Gen Z kids came up under that hangs thick in the air like the smell of stale dumpster juice outside a school cafeteria, leaving its stank on everything this generation touches.  That cheap Lil Pump, Tekashi69, Tom MacDonald, Island Boyz, Iggy Azalea, Soulja Boy desperation that screams "My daddy left to get cigarettes when I was 3 & never came back.  Will you be my daddy?" These types are a flash-in-the-pan:  here one day & erased from public consciousness the next.  If they're remembered at all, it's as one of the Worst Rappers of All Time 15+ years down the line.  No substance, no staying power, no intention of playing the long game... just get in, get out & live for the moment.  

Whether Bloodline Harmony will go the way of the Bone Thugs-n-Harmony & become true legends or a name on one of these Worst Rapper lists remains to be seen, but merely being born of the same generation as these fuckwits makes it harder to be taken seriously because they're surrounded by utter refuse.... hot garbage.  They'll have to fight harder to overcome the stigma with true hip-hop fans and those older than 30, putting in overtime to make a name for themselves and then riding that name til the wheels fall off once it's established in the industry. 

They can't ride their father's coattails or get by on their youth, good looks, affinity for smoking weed (there's absolutely nothing unique, edgy or cute about smoking weed anymore guys, sorry.  You were born about 25 years too late) or any of that "affiliation" shit.  We know you're adjacent to Mo' Thugs, Havik, Bone & the prestigious AC Killer (lmao sorry).  You gotta come with your own solid catchy hooks, hard-hitting beats & meaningful verses if you want to stand out in this game.  The ugly truth is, people call guys like you "Nepo babies" whether you're talented or not so you're starting out behind the 8-ball even though you have that push from Bone & your dad (or maybe because of it). 

General advice for any young aspiring performer including BLH:

Always have your hair done, your face shaved & be ready to give a bright-eyed interview or drop a freestyle verse on a moment's notice.  Because that's what stars do.  And it beats the hell out of working a 9-to-5 in retail or construction unless those things are your passion.  Intoxicants like weed and especially alcohol should be reserved for special occasions after your work is done.  Practice having discipline & use things like sex, partying & unproductive relaxation as rewards for a job well done.  Learn to say no to things that are bad for you, because a lot of bad shit will be on offer in the music/entertainment world.  It's best if you never try things with immense abuse potential like coke, meth, opiates & benzos.  That's a bell you can never unring.

Develop a democratic system of voting with your brothers to make decisions within the group to help avoid big disagreements, and never let industry slimeballs come between you.  Because they WILL.  It's a certainty that some guy in a suit will approach one of you at some point whispering in your ear that you "don't need" the other 4, that you could have an amazing solo career if you dump them... whatever.  It's a LIE.  The truth is they just don't want to pay a whole group of 5 people or deal with 5 diverse personalities/opinions.  One person is a lot easier to control.  Don't.  Fall.  For.  It.  Your relationship with your family is more important than any potential career.

So let's see some action:  Hire someone to manage your social media and streaming pages while you get to work immediately honing your image & craft.  No off-season or holidays.  Get in the gym (*ahem* Lil Bizzy with the love handles) and get in shape.  Practice dropping your fastest, most furious verses while running full-speed on the treadmill.  Project, enunciate & take vocal lessons if necessary.  Record yourself & listen back to your voice in isolation--the way you pronounce words, all that cringey shit.  Is it something YOU would wanna listen to through headphones, let alone pay hard-earned money for?  That's how you prepare for a grueling tour or upcoming album. 

And to Bizzy:  if they can't show the required level of discipline I'd advise you to let them go work in the exciting fast food industry for a while!  True, they're grown men who can make their own decisions, and they're your kids that you love.  But love & enabling are two different things, and nobody's entitled to a shot at stardom on your dime.  

And now since I've ripped them a new asshole, here's my paltry attempt at profiles on each member:

G🪙LDEE

Remember when I said the thing about the "bad boy/rebel" of the group?  That would be Goldee.  I wish I could say more about his actual talent or style, but he unfortunately doesn't have many prominent verses or songs available to dissect.  What he does have are some disturbing drunken vids on Instagram (one in which he takes a giant hit of weed while distracted-driving down what looks like the freeway) that remind me of Bizzy at his worst.  It's a shame because he's a nice looking guy & could definitely be one of the "out front" members of the group if he'd put away the intoxicants & get in the studio.

When you have addiction in your family that hardcore, you should do everything in your power to avoid going down that path, but clearly these guys didn't get the message judging by their proud vaping, guzzling of hard liquor & weed-smoking vids.  And when an addict has access to money and resources as these guys do, they tend to self-destruct harder & faster than your typical low-to-moderate income druggie or alcoholic.  I really hope that's not what's in Goldee's future but genetics foretell it if he doesn't make a hard U-turn and fast.  If I had to guess I'd say he's probably on the bipolar spectrum like his dad, and of course failing to treat that will give him the perfect excuse to chase mania and drug-induced highs on a loop until he ends up like old Eddie Kane.   😔🌙

On a side note, I heard some of his solo work ("Hello") on Youtube and actually think he might be the most promising member of all, or at least the one with my fave style.  I think he could pull off a sort of chill surfer vibe a la SlimKid3 from The Pharcyde & it would serve him well.  I prefer the flow and lyrics over some of the others, and that's the best damn hook I've heard from this group yet.  That's usually how it goes though:  the most creatively gifted are saddled with the most demons.  We'll be pulling for him.

YBL Sinatra

This guy has a future in music if he wants it.  And thankfully he appears to.  YBL has been featured on Bizzy's Carbon Monoxide, War of Roses & I'm Busy along with brother Lil' Bizzy, and he was the only Bloodline Harmony member to make an appearance on 2023's Tha Wastelands with his father.  His flow is well-defined & unique, and you can tell he's serious about his craft.  I'd like to know more about the origin of his stage name--it isn't every day a Gen Z rapper references Ol' Blue Eyes as part of his stage persona!--but for now it seems he isn't elaborating.  Probably for the best:  a little mystery keeps fans guessing & coming back for more.  Also:  his hair is giving old school Wish Bone and I'm here for it.  🦴

Cleve The Harmony God

If I had to designate a de-facto "leader" of BLH, it would totally be this guy.  Like Layzie who has been chosen to lead & serve as peacemaker within Bone Thugs-n-Harmony, Cleve just has that serious, diplomatic look about him like he's always on some other shit & is plotting the group's next money move.  He's even turned up in pics with Lay on Instagram.  His flow is somewhat reminiscent of the Migos (sorry, that's the only "young" rap group I even know) & has an Auto-tuneish flair to it.  Definitely nothing like Bizzy's so at least you know he's not biting or coasting off his dad's sound.  It should be a hit with younger crowds as it sounds a lot like the "new" shit they're into for lack of a better comparison.  He also has a solo album out which shows a solid work ethic.  I haven't had the chance to listen yet but I plan to soon.  

While I can kinda see why Goldee and others haven't turned up on more of Bizzy's albums, I'm a bit lost as to why Cleve isn't featured more.  Maybe because his sound is so far removed from the typical Bone style, but then I listen to songs like "100-K" off 2013's WWIII Bone album and think, "Nah, that ain't it."  He genuinely looks like the most business-minded of the entire band & I have to give him props for the humility & AMAZING GRAMMAR on his Facebook page.  He's an excellent written communicator, the best I've seen anywhere in ages and certainly in a young person.  And his love for the fans is definitely felt.  ❤

So Throwed

So Throwed seems... semi-enthused to be rapping & conscious in general.  I saw him in the muted vid above & was excited because his style of dress & physical gestures gave the impression of serious lyricism but... it's mostly typical "bitchez" and "hoes" fare.  Bummer.  The raw talent is there if he keeps working at it & maybe tries to muster some more oomph or fire behind it.  And enunciation.  And of course less misogyny for misogyny's sake.  Save the woman-bashing for female politicians & others in power, not generic nameless "hoes".

That said, I prefer his flow to that of Cleve the Harmony God's because it's more organic & less Auto tuned/robotic.  It's also a bit more versatile & not so mumble-rappish.  The raw talent is there if only he'd dig deep for some more meaningful content.  And I must say I'm digging the backpack look.  Very underground rap scene NYC circa 2002.  This guy definitely knows his fashion lane.  Maybe try some more dignified lyrical content that better complements it?   🎒

Lil' Bizzy

    Last but not least we have fan favorite Lil' Bizzy, who came charging thru the gates early with the most momentum and something of a built-in following.  His light skin, wild hair & expressive face-pulls--which were a dead ringer for his old man's--were too intriguing to look away from, plus his single "Then Smoke" was a nice appetizer while we waited on something more substantial.  Unfortunately, we're still awaiting a full-length Lil' Bizzy album in late 2024.  From his social media photos it appears he's sort of fallen into a pattern of getting stoned & following Big Bizzy around all day and not doing much solo work, instead opting to indulge in the finer aspects of the celebrity life.  In fact he can hardly be called "Lil'" anymore, as he's now "bigger" than original Bizzy.  He wouldn't look out of place standing on the line of scrimmage, that's for sure. 

All jokes aside, if food is his only vice he'll be getting off light.  Lil' Bizzy has been featured on Carbon Monoxide, War of Roses & I'm Busy, which is nothing to "Shake That Stick" at.  (Only true Bizzy fans will get the reference).   😆 🏑

The Bloodline boyz when they were fresh-faced n00bs in 2021. 

Final Thoughts

I definitely think there's a place in the rap world for groups like this, and people are hungry for quality music.  Lord knows I am.  The mistake is branding them as the "next generation Bone".  They sound nothing like BTnH, and that's a good thing.  To quote Bizzy in "Shot Gun" off The Mantra, "Don't let my children get you twisted, bitch/There will never be another Bone Thug!"  He's so so right.  We learned this back in the '90s when Bone's intro into the music scene was followed by a parade of Bone Clones who jacked their style & got ripped to shreds for it.  I give Bloodline Harmony credit for NOT doing that; for making music that sounds as much like that of their Gen Z peers as their father.  It may not always be my cup of tea, but that's not the point.  They're being true to themselves instead of merely copying a style or sound verbatim, which would be the easy thing to do.  

If you have a chance to see them live or otherwise support their work, don't pass it up. They seem like genuinely nice guys & definitely appreciate their fans.  While I think they could use a bit more creative development & should knock off the partying, I also think they're doing a good job of securing a fan base that's somewhat of a cult following like Bone's, albeit smaller.  People in the chat groups rep hard for them; the next step would be doing the things I've laid out above & stepping out from under Dad's shadow to make a name for themselves.  Bone had to do it when Eazy died unexpectedly, and Bloodline will have to do it eventually if they want to remain relevant & grow their following.  Nobody can want it for you more than you want it for yourself.  🩸👊🏽

👨🏿‍🎤👨🏽‍🎤👨🏼‍🎤👨🏿‍🎤👨🏼‍🎤

A Non-Poem About Non-Musical Pop Stars for a Nation Committed to Non-Action

I will never look at teen idols the same way. 
Can't help but wonder how many of these 
talentless industry plant
mussy-haired androgynous underage
cookie-cutter Autotuned airbrushed shriekers--

You know the ones, they
Seem to materialize out of thin air
And rocket to stardom overnight despite
Playing no instruments, writing no lyrics & singing no better
Than the best drunken crooner at your local karaoke bar.

...How many have been signed over, pimped out 
by desperate stage parents
to the highest bidding
salivating
bloated music mogul 
To be used up like a dirty diaper;
Passed around like an hors d'oeuvres platter
By aging stars who look on
with equal parts compassion, disgust & envy.
Recalling their own glory days when they were 
Music Daddy's favorite plaything.

Everyone aware of the unspoken truth
but "nobody sees a thing."

Oh, we peasants know about the financial rape--
the contracts a pimp/whore arrangement
Earning millions for Massa only to return from tour
frazzled; in debt for the hotels, drugs & other expenses. 
Taking home pennies a day for their troubles.
"Get in the studio & work off your debt" they're told,
The result a drug-fueled audio atrocity on which 
they sound like they've aged 20 years.

The question remains:
Is financial & literal rape
an acceptable price to pay for fame?
With a 50/50 chance of dying young
from drugs or by their own hand...
Can a child truly consent 
to wh0ring to pay their parents' rent?
How many have traded their innocence and
Died too soon 
Because the adults in the room assured them 
it was all "worth it"?
 
How deep does the rabbit hole go,
How many more...
and where were these self-righteous whistleblowers
when this was actually going on?
How many uninvolved but complicit artists,
producers, backup dancers & "industry folk"
knew but said fuckall for 5, 15, 30 years or more?
Their bread sufficiently buttered, 
thanking God hypocritically
at narcissistic awards shows as victims looked on?

Karma doesn't come when we call but
she's always on time.     ⏰ 🧞


. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。. . 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.. 。・゜✭・.・✫゜・。.

Who's watching out for this brave woman?

Just a little sumthin' sumthin' for the wannabe Perez Hiltons of Twitter who have tons of clips of kids being groped and are dropping "files" on random celebs "exposing" their past crimes.  You're a day late & a dollar short, gumshoe.  Who are you & where were you when these things were happening?  You're not really exposing anything if you wait until the perps are already locked up or the story has already been broken.  You just want clicks & follows.  Of course not everyone has been silent about the sick open secret in the music biz.  Jaguar Wright, Gene Deal, Keefe D's murderous ass.... these and a few others have been consistently telling the same story for years, it's just that law enforcement seems to have their fingers in their ears.  Like they did with Epstein, who "belonged to intelligence."

The Diddy scandal is far from the first or only sex abuse case in the music industry, Hollywood or DC.  Here are just a few other disturbing ones that come to mind:

Julia Holcomb (victim of Steven Tyler, who legally adopted her as a minor, impregnated her & forced her to get an abortion after finding a new girlfriend.  While he was on tour & seeing another woman, Julia was the victim of a suspicious & near-fatal house fire that started just after she fell asleep.  She hid in the chimney to escape the smoke.  She had no intention of getting an abortion due to her Catholic faith, but Tyler forced her hand and then sat in the abortion clinic sniffing coke while she underwent the traumatic procedure). 

Courtney Love claims to have been assaulted by Ted Nugent, performing oral sex on him when she was just 12 years old(!) & in the "groupie scene" as a ward of the state in the foster care system.  She was instrumental in calling attention to the 2021 documentarty Look Away, which is unwatchable in the States due to legal threats from the lawyers of Steven Tyler, Axl Rose & Kim Fowley.  Go ahead & try, you can't even watch it with a VPN.  

Chris Kelly, one half of the '90s kiddie rap duo Kris Kross, dated Jada Pinkett when he was 14/15 & she was 21/22 in 1993.  He also dated Chili of the R&B girl group TLC around this time.  Both would be considered statutory rape.  He died of a drug overdose in 2013.  The group's 1996 album Young, Rich & Dangerous is filled with explicit & disturbing references to group sex with adult women.  Mind you, this is coming from the minds of a 16 & 17-year-old child:

"But it ain't no fun if your homie can't have none/So at this point I let her in the situation/Let her know from the door just what it is/If you don't do mine then you don't do his."   😬

Jackie Fuchs of The Runaways was drugged & raped while unconscious by manager Kim Fowley while a room full of people watched.  Witnesses claim he was moving her arms like a puppet and making silly voices as he raped her, asking if she liked it.  One of the people in the room was allegedly a young Joan Jett.  This ghastly crime is discussed in great detail by Jackie herself as well as surviving witnesses in the film Look Away.

Ke$ha, who was also a victim of drugging and rape by her producer, Dr. Luke.   

Raz B of 2000's boy band B2K has claimed on & off for years that his cousin & manager Chris Stokes molested him & that bandmate Omarion was complicit.  Worse, he accused labelmate Marques Houston of the band Immature/IMx of engaging in the abuse with Stokes.  He even pulled out of a 2019 tour due to "not feeling safe" around Stokes.  In one video clip he calls Stokes on the phone & he can be heard saying (in reference to the sexual abuse) "I don't do that no more" or similar.  

Perhaps the most horrifying account I've heard was the one about the child procurers like "Strawberry Fields," a woman whose role was comparable to Ghislaine Maxwell's, except she worked exclusively for rock stars in the '70s.  Her job was to go out looking for teen girls that met certain criteria to bring back & meet the bands.  If they were 15 or younger she'd make them wait until they were 16 to come backstage, but in the meantime she took them shopping at costume stores & dressed them up in various revealing getups requested by the musicians.  

Steven Tyler once had Julia Holcomb, already a minor, dress as Little Bopeep and "shrieked with joy" when he saw her in the revealing childlike costume.  They essentially wanted to make literal children look even younger & more prepubescent, and the victims were none the wiser to the scheme as they just thought it was a fun party thing rock stars did... Halloween every day if you will.   Just goes to show that when men can have whatever they want, they go for mountains of hard drugs, booze & kids to rape.   🤬  🤮

A MORE COMPREHENSIVE LIST ("CREEP SHEET")  

To the FBI:

All of this Tweeting & hand-wringing over #DiddysParties is nothing more than salacious gossip if nothing is done to hold the abusers on those tapes accountable legally.  That goes equally for the X.com users theorizing about everything from deleted accounts to human sacrifices and right on up to the FBI agents working this case.  The public is entitled to see what's on those tapes so we can be sure there aren't sex offenders, sex traffickers, violent abusers of women & other criminals walking the streets.  If you have video or photo evidence of violent or white collar crimes that affect a large segment of society, it's your job and your ethical duty to act on it in a timely manner!  Epstein co-conspirators Nadia Marcinkova, Sarah Kellen, Lesley Groff, Adriana Ross, John Brockman, Peggy Siegal & all the men who actually bought underage trafficked girls have not spent A DAY IN JAIL all these years later.  No, we didn't forget.  

As a federally funded organization that received over $10 billion in 2023 alone, you're accountable to both Congress & the American people.  And the American people are sick to death of sex offenders and domestic abusers getting a goddamned slap on the wrist for the most vile crimes this side of murder.  It already took you a decade too long to arrest this piece of human refuse.  If you don't want your streets to burn a la Summer 2020, DO YOUR DAMN JOBS!  Blur out the faces of the victims and let us SEE what's on the P. Diddy tapes that you clearly instructed him to record.  Stop hiding evidence from the American public that finances your existence.   🔥 


#JusticeforJustin

As much as I abhor manufactured pop sensations like Bieber, I'll now include him in my hashtags regarding this case alongside #JusticeforTupac and #JusticeforBiggie.  Because it's not about music or art, it's about basic human decency. 

In addition to burying the offenders under the jail, I'd like to see parents who hand their minor kids over to strange men prosecuted harshly going forward.  Until they're 18, your child is YOUR responsibility--anything illegal they do should fall on the guardians, as should responsibility for anything done TO them.  Let the courts decide individually whether parents are culpable on a by-case basis.  Having kids & keeping/raising them is a choice--the kid didn't choose to exist or live in those circumstances, nor are they neurologically capable of making sound decisions with their mushy brain, yet we usually lock up kids who kill with their parents' unsecured gun, drive drunk underage, etc.

On a more realistic note, this will never stop until child labor laws make it illegal for minors to have jobs, full stop.  If they can't work in coalmines, farms or factories, kids shouldn't be allowed to sign their lives away to glorified pimps in the TV, movie or music industry.  I'm suggesting banning child performers entirely.  And that goes double for the unpaid kids being used by their reality TV, "vlogging" or content creator parents in ways too exploitative to even fully predict yet. 

We as a society need to fucking evolve past the point of demanding that children sacrifice their childhoods & often, their very lives for our cheap entertainment.  Americans' fascination with youth & fame, tragic celebrity downfalls & "redempton arcs" is pathetic. We don't seem to grasp that these are real people & not characters in some gay-ass fanfic.  Maybe if we allow our kids to be kids unmolested (literally & figuratively) the next gen won't be so emotionally immature & obsessed with making their kids perform for their supper.  

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