Events this week! 12/15-12/21/08

I just got some news about some events you all need to know about.

For young rap music producers, The Last of the Record buyers is a show/event where producers get to showcase their talents, get feedback, and listen to a local respected producer. Its hosted by Brandon All Day of minneapolis based rap duo Big Quarters and DJ Nikoless. Every 3rd Thursday of every month! write it into your calendars!

watch the video



This month's feature is DJ Last Word 12/18/08



The flyer



http://www.myspace.com/lastrecordbuyers

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Also on 12/19/08 Yo! the movement is having this great event!

FREESTYLE FRIDAY!! THIS FRIDAY DEC. 19, 2008

This month will be a Kwanzaa Youth Celebration.
6:30 - 7:00 Kwanzaa Lighting Ceremony
7:00 - 8:00 Kwanzaa Community Dinner
8:00 - 9:00 Talent Showcase!!!
9:00 - 10:00 YOUTH DANCE, GAMES, MUSIC!!!

We will be honoring community elders, eating free food (fried chicken,
ocra, black eye peas, sweet potato pie, cornbread...), listening to music,
and celebrating Kwanzaa.

Come and bring your youth!! Every 10 youth need to be accompanied by one
adult.



need more information? alicia@yothemovement.org
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Last but not least, great friend and fellow st.paul slinger of words Katie Ka Vang has put her first collection of poems and publish her first chapbook. Her chapbook release is on 12/21/08. A must see event! i am really happy and excited for her! you should be too!




if you can't make it, you can still order her chapbook online!

visit www.myspace.com/emptyyks


i got some great news for you all lined up!

but i won't reveal it until the open mic on 12/27! so show up!

Poem: Tonite We Bake Cookies

Tonite we bake cookies

Traditions passed down should be guarded but not locked away
So with those same hands, that nurtured, disciplined and pushed me to explore
That are strong, full of life
Rough to the world but soft in-house
That used trial and error to feed us when there was nothing there
Until the sazon was just right,solo faltaba un poquito de knorr
Those hands not much bigger then us
When the winds blew icicles to bundled fingertips
When the ground no longer gave
And the trees hid
Those hands baked cookies
Quemados until we got the ingredients right
Replacing noches de paneton
Because none where there
Those hands made cookies and chocolate from scratch
that delivered the taste and smell of the homeland
In a land where we seem to be the only breed
And when the wind blew harder and whiteness was the color of nature
Those hands dug out the wooden spoon
La harina, huevos, sal, azucar and many small hands
To bring a warmness that only is produced by love
Implanted in bake goods
Nestle might have the recipe
But they can’t patent the taste

this tradition is not for sale
you cant sell what you don't own
and with that in mind
we sip our warrior's brew
and ban ginger cookies from entering our household

and on a night like the one you created our tradition
we dig out wooden spoons and ingredients
mix the dough with our hands to leave our imprints for little hands and tummy's to absorb the love you left behind
tonite we bake cookies mother, not only porque tu no puedes, not because you cant, but because we need it to survive
we bake cookies so we don't forget
and so you know that you are not alone.