Catching the feeling during my talk last night, breaking down the five cultural forces that shaped my life work. The impact of crack on black families (my family) was one of them. (at Amsterdam, Netherlands)

Catching the feeling during my talk last night, breaking down the five cultural forces that shaped my life work. The impact of crack on black families (my family) was one of them. (at Amsterdam, Netherlands)


Global shit talking is a wonderful thing. black atlantic confessions.

Global shit talking is a wonderful thing. black atlantic confessions.


Live and direct from Amsterdam radio. (at Red Light District Amsterdam)

Live and direct from Amsterdam radio. (at Red Light District Amsterdam)


Saturday boat traffic tho? (at Haarlemmerstraat Amsterdam)

Saturday boat traffic tho? (at Haarlemmerstraat Amsterdam)


Getting my apprenticeship on in Amsterdam. Sunday school!  (at staring at jacob)

Getting my apprenticeship on in Amsterdam. Sunday school! (at staring at jacob)


Spirit pulled me in to this coffeeshop. The moment I stepped in dude said, ah, you’re from America, are you an artist? I spin a few records and do some fun things. He asked, you have a podcast? I said yes. He pulled out a pen wrote my name down, went to the back and before returning to the front I heard one of my mixes playing in the speakers. I sat there for hours while he insisted on going through 3 mixes and sharing herbs and tea. Humans are longing to find our interconnectedness. These coffeeshops have many many stories. What if we all legalized it? (at Bagheera Coffeeshop)


We watched Soul Train every Saturday morning, but this particular Saturday something magical happened. I had a routine. I waited patiently for the Soul Train line and fantasized about dancing alongside my favorite pop locker. I waited to see who would be selected to figure out the Soul Train artist scramble. And I waited for Don Cornelius to bring on the next guest. My sister was excited because her favorite group, Loose Ends, would be on this week’s show. I loved their music too and I was about nine years old when my family had “A Little Spice” on heavy rotation. After performing my favorite song on the album “Hangin on a String (Contemplating), Don Cornelius strutted to the stage for his ritualistic artist introduction. When each band member shared their names, my jaw dropped. It was the first time I heard a Black person with a British accent. I don’t remember learning, as a Black American child, that I was part of a global community of Black children. I think I honestly believed that Black people lived between two places; Africa and America. It’s no wonder that I’ve become a student of the Diaspora. I want to learn as much as I can about this thing, this sound generated by what Paul Gilroy calls the Black Atlantic. Cheers to the good people in London who invited me to participate in the musical discussion of Afrofuturism in London. 

We watched Soul Train every Saturday morning, but this particular Saturday something magical happened. I had a routine. I waited patiently for the Soul Train line and fantasized about dancing alongside my favorite pop locker. I waited to see who would be selected to figure out the Soul Train artist scramble. And I waited for Don Cornelius to bring on the next guest. My sister was excited because her favorite group, Loose Ends, would be on this week’s show. I loved their music too and I was about nine years old when my family had “A Little Spice” on heavy rotation. After performing my favorite song on the album “Hangin on a String (Contemplating), Don Cornelius strutted to the stage for his ritualistic artist introduction. When each band member shared their names, my jaw dropped. It was the first time I heard a Black person with a British accent. I don’t remember learning, as a Black American child, that I was part of a global community of Black children. I think I honestly believed that Black people lived between two places; Africa and America. It’s no wonder that I’ve become a student of the Diaspora. I want to learn as much as I can about this thing, this sound generated by what Paul Gilroy calls the Black Atlantic. Cheers to the good people in London who invited me to participate in the musical discussion of Afrofuturism in London. 



I only recently discovered just how serious my love for food is. For the past decade I’ve approached it like I approach music; with a fierce and radical curiosity and a commitment to learning all I can. When I decided to live in Amsterdam for the summer, the first thing I thought about was the opportunity to work for a restaurant. If I could snag a gig in Europe, I could penetrate the industry and move from hobby to a transferable global skill. The food culture here is so glorious and I appreciate the care that people put into experiencing a good meal. That said I reached out to Noah Tucker a Black expatriate from Brooklyn, New York and owner of two restaurants, Fraiche and Staring at Jacob’s, for an apprenticeship. He opened his doors and this is where I will experience my very first commercial kitchen. I want to learn the very basics; seasonal vegetables, various spices, how to poach an egg, how to use a knife. I’m so ready for this. 

I only recently discovered just how serious my love for food is. For the past decade I’ve approached it like I approach music; with a fierce and radical curiosity and a commitment to learning all I can. When I decided to live in Amsterdam for the summer, the first thing I thought about was the opportunity to work for a restaurant. If I could snag a gig in Europe, I could penetrate the industry and move from hobby to a transferable global skill. The food culture here is so glorious and I appreciate the care that people put into experiencing a good meal. That said I reached out to Noah Tucker a Black expatriate from Brooklyn, New York and owner of two restaurants, Fraiche and Staring at Jacob’s, for an apprenticeship. He opened his doors and this is where I will experience my very first commercial kitchen. I want to learn the very basics; seasonal vegetables, various spices, how to poach an egg, how to use a knife. I’m so ready for this. 


Shit just got real son. I secured a summer apprenticeship with a super fly restaurant in Amsterdam and found a bike to get to work. A win for international locals around the world. My bike’s name for inquiring minds….Little Red Corvette.

Shit just got real son. I secured a summer apprenticeship with a super fly restaurant in Amsterdam and found a bike to get to work. A win for international locals around the world. My bike’s name for inquiring minds….Little Red Corvette.