Master Order x Sincere Vega…..

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Please select your choice of listening preferences below, and be prepared to download,this tastefully composition of music

Soundcloud Mix Kid wit tha lens feat. Yvette
Bandcamp features both versions

I’m moving in a new direction with this collection of works, jokingly called “Photohop”. We’ve all realized that the visual-vs-audio barriers in earlier projects have disintegrated due to the broad access to creative tools that technological advances have provided to artists. I, like many of the world’s new-skool emcees, am always on scene with my camera. The rhymes come from my captured images. The images that I choose to capture are represented by my rhymes. This is the presently emerging future of hip hop.
“Kid Wit Tha Lens” illustrates an ongoing conversation that I, during a photoshoot, had with my subject, the lovely Miss Yvette. When shooting a subject, the only logical way for me to capture real emotion is to motivate them to manifest through conversation. This is a colorfully paraphrased version of our day-long shoot. This release will be part of an ongoing collaboration project titled: Photokidz / #TeamCanon. Thank you for having a listen and for your continued support since we first discovered each other.

I’ve included the original and clean edits for you to enjoy. Please join me on twitter at: @SincereVega and on facebook at: facebook.com/sincerevega

Production: Master Order (Orlando)
Lyrics/Photography: Sincere Vega (Orlando)
Model/featured: Yvette Cruz

Thanks again and please enjoy!!

Ciao

Food Porn???

Classic Chocolate Fondue

Ingredients
• 1 cup whipping cream
• 8 ounces premium chocolate, chopped
• Various sliced fruits and/or dessert treats, for dipping

Directions
1. Over low flame, heat cream until warm, but do not bring to a boil.
2. Pour in chocolate while stirring continuously. Mixture will become smooth.
3. Dip with various fruits or dessert treats.

The City Exposed..

A recent Tuesday at 4:54 p.m.:

A captive audience waiting for the crossing light to change their way couldn’t help but watch in amazement as a 12-year-old boy dressed head to toe in Brooks Bros. blasted a growling version of “Puttin’ on the Ritz” with his trumpet. His right leg moved almost uncontrollably to the beat. The taps on his shoes snapped on a steel grate. His left arm flapped with a bird’s grace as his right hand danced over three mother-of-pearl valves. The growing audience dropped coins and bills in his instrument case.

Gabriel Angelo, the “trumpet kid,” as many have come to know him, started studying the instrument when he was 6. For the better part of two years he has entertained outside the Mission Street parking garage across from Bloomingdale’s. He said he got his moves by watching old Fred Astaire movies and listening to trumpet gods Louis Armstrong and Dizzie Gillespie.
“I feel awesome when I play trumpet. I feel a connection,” Gabriel said. “It’s like walking. It becomes you. It’s just like everyday breathing – you don’t think about it, you just do it.”
Gabriel said he doesn’t do it for the money. He aspires to practice six hours a day and could choose to do it at home or on the sidewalk. Most days the decision isn’t a hard one. His mother, Maria Teresa, goes with him every day after school. Together they take BART from the East Bay and set up in front of the parking garage. She stays close, working on a laptop in an out-of-way corner next to a soda machine while Gabriel entrances passers-by. “As much as he loves playing the trumpet, he loves his audience more,” she said.

His trumpeting hasn’t gone unnoticed. Last year he was asked to play “Moon River” onstage with famed trumpeter Arturo Sandoval. Sandoval gave Angelo a valuable, French-made cornet when he noticed that the boy’s instrument was in dire need of repair. That’s the one Gabriel usually plays for downtown shoppers and workers. “It’s a big chunk of time,” Teresa said. “You don’t get a second chance with your kids. To me, everybody is a star, and that’s what I teach my son.”
Trumpet Kid was photographed and produced entirely by Mike Kepka