Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…

Legend.
That’s the best way to describe this album. This will always continue to blow minds lyrically. Today marks it’s 22nd anniversary since it dropped back in 1995.

I like to use music as a medium; a way to describe and relate to a situation. I said in a previous post that the Infamous album molded the Private Runner’s oath.
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx… is one of the many lyrical soundtracks for me and Tougel. Every time I listen to this album it brings back memories of chilling at Tougel’s pad, working on cars and talking about shit that’s on our chest; talking about the moves we need to make in life in order for us to grow.

“We gotta move God, we gotta move God, we gotta migrate. Get the f-, get the fuck outta New York, yaknowhatI’msayin?”
– Ghostface


“I’m not tryna just be sitting on motherfucking 200 thou and acting like I’ma just be a drug dealer all my life son. I got bigger and better plans son.”
– Raekwon

In an interview from 2010 Raekwon states, “When we sat down and did ‘Striving for Perfection,’ we knew how important the intro to an album is. We were coming in as young, scrambling niggas. We had visions—goals and dreams. And when we was saying certain things, shit was relating to niggas’ lives for real. But at the end of the day, we was just trying to let it be known that, Yo, we gonna do this and we ain’t gonna stop. If we fall off, we fall off. But if we get on, this is only the beginning.”

Pretty much how I felt when I formed the Private Runners and made Tougel the first member.


I remember sitting in Tougel’s garage talking to him about shit like that. Preaching the PVT philosophy and him relating to shit. The album playing in the background…

“Get the fuck outta New York Sacramento, yaknowhatI’msayin?” Would be my version. Now I live in San Diego and Tougel lives in Nagoya.

“No man, can judge for another.
But each man must weigh all facts and circumstances,
and find truth in his own judgment of righteousness.
See, the way to evil, balance equality in no man.
For no man is good and bad at the same time.
Either you good, or you bad”

 

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A Visit To Garage Star

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Last week, I paid a visit to my buddy Kenjo at his shop, Garage Star.
Some of you might have seen the article which Mike Garrett posted on SpeedHunters last year. Since then, I knew that when I would go back to Sacramento I had to see his new location.

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Parking is very limited in his lot. Which is occupied by his employees and friends, most of the time.
First come, first serve!

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Walking right in, you can’t miss the glorious wall of wheels being displayed. Some of them are for sale by the way!
(If you’re interested, visit Circuit Dreamer)

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All of Kenjo’s products are made in house, in the good ‘ole USA!

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Looking out from inside the shop I noticed a 1976 Celica pulling up. I found out it belongs to Tom, one of the owners of Circuit Dreamer.

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Man, I miss living the independent car shop life.
Til next time, Kenjo… Peace!

I Can Feel The City…

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Breathing.

This photographer is dope. His name is Lukasz Kazimierz.

[Tumblr | Website] (those pics are from his tumblr page)

It’s been awhile since a photo really grabbed me and made me feel as if I was actually there to view the cityscape. Just like in the photographs.

After looking into his work and watching his mini documentary video, he described how I feel about street photography. But photography aside, it’s also how I feel about the streets itself.

“I’m a passive observer, I’m not trying to force a story or force a narrative, this is what it is.”

My eyes are the lenses that I use to capture moments in time.

In the track Respiration, Mos Def says, “I can feel the city breathing…”

The streets speak for itself. When I used to roam the streets, I met all walks of life. I kicked it with the best and I kicked it with the worst. I met the good, the bad, the lonely, the dangerous, you name it. At times I felt my life might be on the line. The streets are mundane but if you dissect it, there is beauty within it. The night has a myriad of different faces. Some are alive, some are not… But that depends on what your definition of being “alive” is. When you are alone in the early AM hours, you notice the city is alive. Car culture aside, that is what PVT Runner’s are about. This is our foundation.

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Peace.

  • – P. Runner