Behold…one of the best investments I’ve ever made in my life. An investment in myself. Still holding. Still rolling.
Christmas ‘05, I bought this for myself. This was the first laptop I’d ever owned. I knew I was gonna need a laptop to continue doing what I do, one way or the other. When I bought it, I didn’t even know how to get on the Internet. Complete n00b. I’d been carrying crates of records around for years; DJing with this thing after that was like flying a space shuttle after you just learned to drive a car.
I got it right before I went on a tour of the Pacific Northwest with Mudkids. I was so nervous about the handling of it, man. I was really new to the world of computers and such. It was on this tour that I was taught what ‘Myspace’ was. The Hellow Snow tour was where I learned about how social media worked. I built the Mudkids MySpace page and got some immediate responses, which was eye-opening. In fact, the person who sent the very first email to the Mudkids is still a very very dear friend to me. I can quote the email in entirety right now. “So much love from me to you. - Jani”. I talk to Jani online regularly to this day.
Well, here we are all these years later and I’ve watched so many advances in technology, yet and still, this old boy is still cranking. I paid for it because I needed it. I thought I was getting a laptop simply so I could DJ; I ended up expanding my reach and base, found a completely forum to express myself in new ways.
I have other laptops now, been thru a few of em, but my main laptop has never let me down. Not once. I think it’s partially cuz I take care of my stuff and partially because someone wants me to remember the investment I made in myself by buying it during Christmas. Yeah, everyone else got their little gifts, but Russ invested in himself in ‘05 and it had paid for itself by March the next year. Now, this little MacBook will be where all the music on the radio show I’m about to do at 9 is coming from, 8 years later, full of soul, still fonkay. Movin a little slower, but never let’s me down. Yup. All the music produced on the two albums I released in the last year started on this laptop. This ‘old’ laptop.
Sometimes, you gotta invest in yourself. Others may invest in you as long as they think they’ll see immediate returns, but the investments you make in yourself will pay off if you stay focused.
I’m glad I paid for this and didn’t ask anyone to get it for me. I took a leap of faith at a crossroads in my life, believed in myself when I wasn’t being given too many reasons to do so and boom…here I am with a social-media audience of 10,000+, getting ready to rock the airwaves on the station I grew up groovin to.
Yep. Best investment ever…other than the time it took me to get here, of course.
Click the pic and you’ll get to hear me using this old thang on the radio. #CLUB1067 is a go every Friday night at 9…
Peace and Blessings,
#NaptownSlim respects you.
Peace, blessings, and the best of wishes to all y’all out there. Ya buddy, Naptown Slim wanna hit you on the ‘one’ like the FONK with a good word.
Slim try to respect everybody, man…my family, friends, peers, and strangers. It really don’t seem that hard to me because when everything starts there, going forward is easy.
Every move you make affects the next man in some kinda way, whether you know it or not.
If you know it, then you should know how to rap to people, consider their EVERYTHING, and give em a chance.
Folks gon test you. Folks gon get you off your square, dawg…but if your home square is ‘RESPECT’, you’ll look forward to getting back to it.
There are very few people I respect nothing about…and they earn that from me with their own actions. I always come back to this ‘RESPECT’, even if it’s simply for myself.
Respect, y’all. You gon get it from me from the jump because I got enough of it for myself and I am glad to share.
Another funky, cold-blooded Naptown Slim production from the heart of a working man in a real world.
Good morning…gotta word for you today. Slim gon tell it and here it go…
A selfish soul cannot survive next to a benevolent one. Something has gotta give in that situation; someone will break.
That’s just how that goes down. If you got a selfish person and a giving person trying to work together on anything, one of those souls is gonna hafta give up some of their characteristics.
The optimum situation is that both of them work together and pick up some qualities from each other, but what will usually happen is the soul that gives freely and out of love will be taken advantage of by the selfishness inherent in the soul of the other.
Selfishness is a terrible disease. It makes people do things that they swore they wouldn’t ever do. It makes people turn their backs on those who truly care for them. And there are times when you will NEED to be selfish, but you can’t be so selfish that you make moves that are only based on what YOU want.
There’s a world out here, as you might very well get to see it, but being PART of it is a whole ‘nother story.
Selfishness and greed make people different, for better or worse. It’s all in how you play it, yourself and others.
Slim gives you this word from his heart. Y’all be cool…and stay cool.
Another funky, Naptown Slim Production, in the name of #ATFU and of course, fonkay and real.
Why Does #NaptownSlim Tell It? I’ll tell you here…
Hey, It’s Russ.
I dealt with a lotta ‘overthinking and overanalyzing’ some really basic truths. Now, I can cut to the chase, very well.
I’ve always been able to speak my mind, but there were years of misery that made it so I was unable to do so…to anyone…ever.
You know how hard that is to deal with when you’ve been an artist and person that strives for ‘reality’ in your art and life and you also wanna keep putting out a ‘positive’ message and vibe, but your life is HELL? It was horrible. It was the absolute worst time of my life.
I was living in virtual HELL and couldn’t talk about it. Not only that, I had to keep up a brave front as I was wandering my way out of it. Then, when I figured out I was in Hell and shamed the Devil with truth…I was hated even more. I knew I was in Hell but was so determined to make it better somehow, I couldn’t just leave it behind. I had to make it make sense. It was in my soul now.
News flash: Hell don’t get no better and the longer you stay there, the worse it gets.
I think that has led to what you see and hear from me now. I’m back to myself…and I’m happy. I can access these awful memories of awful people and the awful feelings that came with them to make someone else see a light.
When you constantly have ideas put in your head that go against them, you start to over think things and allow those false ideas to warp your understanding of things you grew up knowing and you KNOW are true.
I go through things. You go through things. We all go through things. I have every right to be a hostile bastard to some people should I want to. I’d rather keep it simple by not talking to them and warning the good people around me that there are people in this world who will do anything to get over in so many ways, emotionally, vocationally, mentally, socially, financially…. if you are one of those people, you very well might not like what I have to say, but if you are one of those people, I really don’t care about your opinion because you are ‘anti’ everything that I am and wanna be.
So there’s that. …and that leads us to today. A good day.
So sayeth Naptown Slim…and I’m gon keep saying what needs to be heard. Whether the people who need to hear it or not is not my problem; I just got reeeeeal tired of shutting up.
I’d advise all y’all to use your voice too.
Y’all go tell it. Tell your truth, shine a light.
‘#NaptownSlim on ‘The Silver Lining For Sell Outs’
Your man here…the one and only, the ‘Slender Blender’, the ‘Thinner Winner’, ‘Mr. Saturday Night’, your boy Naptown Slim with a quick word for you.
I always try to find the good side of things. Just my nature, I suppose. Lemme give you some silver lining in this mug real quick…
The best thing about a sell-out is that they often have to give up some kinda power to get ahead. Knowing that and giggling as they flounder is a joy in my life.
I can sit here and know that these clowns have had to let go of something to get where they want…and it has nothing to do with sacrifice and everything to do with selling-out. There’s a big difference.
Now, you gotta sit back there and ride. You call no shots. You hafta STFU to get what you want and a cat like me is working to get what I want, saying what I wanna say, and gives no types of damns about changing that to have ‘more’.
I’m free. You’re in a prison of your own design, with bars constructed from your own willingness to turn your back on everything you were to get what you want. You a passenger. A back-seater. A hitch-hiker.
You never get to drive again. You made that choice and I love it.
Stay that way; quiet, because you have nothing to add to anything. Your opinion is invalid EVERYWHERE, even in your home, because the core of your being is an abyss, you soulless charlatans.
Shut up and enjoy the ride before your ass is on the side of the road. A sell-out has no say; they gave up that right by selling out. They gotta sit there and take what is given to them.
Not Slim. I call my shots and I call it like I see it. If you feel it in your gut, I’m talking to you. I’m The Blade, baby, and I cut to the quick.
No sell out. Ever.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production…and it is so real.
#NaptownSlim - ‘Thinkin, Wishin, Prayin.’
Yuh boy Slim again, man. I just be thinking. I think so much, man…and I gotta lotta ideas about a lotta things. I’mma talk about some more real life stuff, y’all.
Some of y’all call it ‘praying’, some just say ‘wishing’, but we all want things outta life and focus on getting them some kinda way. We all want better as we get older. We all have wishes. You put these ideas in your mind and that’s cool. You’re supposed to want more outta life.
I have wished for things and prayed on them as hard as anyone has prayed. I’ve been patient. I’ve prayed for stuff that I honestly thought would make my life better as a whole. Why wouldn’t I pray for something like that?
I have gotten what I prayed for on many occasions. I have gotten just what I asked for, only to realize that it may not have been all it was cracked up to be. That WILL happen. I think it’s a real test to see what kinda person you really are.
Let’s say God gives you what you ask for…and when you get it, it’s nothing like what you expected. Who you gonna blame…? God? He/She gave you what you wanted. Can’t be mad about that.
You gotta start over at Square One with, “Maybe I asked for something I shouldn’t have…?” The God I believe in provides like a mug, so maybe your request was kinda wack…and somehow, you gotta learn from that. Sometimes, you might ask God for something only to find out that you didn’t really need it.
I always try to figure out why I am where I am, in everything in life, and how I can go forward. I think that’s what you should really wish for in life.
I think that is what you should pester God with: prayers for a better understanding of yourself and how to go forward as that person, as opposed to your petty wants and material ‘needs’.
I just be thinkin, y’all, and I appreciate the opportunity to share my thoughts with y’all.
“People that don’t know the difference between “lonely” and “alone” often end up as both. You gotta figure that out before you end up lonely in crowds and alone with someone you thought was gonna be great company.”
So sayeth Naptown Slim.
#ATFU, as well.
#NaptownSlim on ‘Love’
YoyoyoyoYO…once again, Naptown Slim gotta word for you today and this word is ALWAYS supposed to be good, but it can be abused.
Love is the most powerful force in my life, man. I would hope it would be the most powerful force in yours too. You gotta know what it is though. It’s hard to explain sometimes, man, but when it’s real, there’s no way to deny it.
People say “Slim, you put a lotta love into the world, bruh.” I say, “I do what I can.” While it is the most motivating factor in my life, it’s also the easiest thing about me to exploit…cuz I put it all out there. There’s no question about what I love, who I love, what I love to do, and why I love these things. Now, I guess, I’m a little more guarded…in my estimation, evaluating me, but people seem to still feel that love come through in what I do.
If you were to ask me, that’s cuz I know what it is like to feel unloved. I don’t want anyone close to me to ever feel like that from me, y’all. I have to let it go. Let Slim tell it; the love you see from me is natural…and I love being able to let it be shown. I hope it affects people in a positive way.
I love freely and openly to counteract the unnatural ways, wants, and desires of the material world we live in. I am a spirit. Everything you see me do is controlled by love.
I really really try.
All I can ask of y’all, my people, is that you really really try to keep the love in your life real and pure. Don’t waste it on people that don’t understand it or acknowledge it. It’s precious, a renewable resource when properly used; wasted when not reciprocated.
I got it for you, man. Just cuz. Somewhere in me, I got it for you, no matter who you are. I hope it’s always easy to access.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production.
#NaptownSlim on ‘Bridges’
Peace, y’all. Hope everyone is blessed and doing okay. Naptown Slim here with another real life word. Let me just flow for a minute.
You can’t burn bridges in life because you never know when you will need to go back across them.
This is real.
Support comes from unlikely sources, y’all. People come BACK into your life when they do because they are placed there to help you get through things. This is why I make sure to try to connect to what is REAL about every person I meet.
I try. I swear I try. Some things just can’t be fixed nor explained. It could be that some bridges were never meant to be built in the first place. It could be that some people think that once you cross a bridge, there’s no need to go back…but some people pack too light. Then, you over there…looking across the chasm at people who have supplies and food. They pack light to beat everyone across the bridge and burnt it behind them. Not a good way to travel.
Anyway though, I don’t burn bridges. If anything, I TRY to carry an extinguisher, but you got these firebugs, see? Arsonists.
I’m proactive about solving problems with arsonists, but you know how Slim rolls. Did I tell y’all I’m a Libra…? Maybe that’s why I like things to be balanced. Sometimes, that extinguisher ain’t gonna get it…and then you gotta dig a trench and build a fire wall or sumn…gotta protect what’s left.
Wrapping it up, man; please don’t burn bridges in this life. You’re gonna be shocked at who you need and who supports you in earnest, someone to airlift your ass outta the fire you started.
I gotta believe that most people are good at heart, give em a chance. We all got demons and fires we wish we could put out easily. Them bridges gonna bring make it so you can go back AND forth…
Stay up, people. I’m tryna do good thangs. I try.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production in the name of #ATFU and peace everywhere for all of us.
#NaptownSlim on ‘standards’
Peace y’all, your man here again; the one and only, ‘The Natural’, kicking the real and factual, you know me…it’s Naptown Slim. Gotta word for you today and this word is about ‘standards’
You have an idea as to what to expect from me, based on my standards. I hold true to my standards, what my family taught me coming up. I set rules for myself. I have a code.
You should have standards, but you might ditch those standards because you have certain expectations. Maybe you think you deserve everything in the world and expect it…thus, you will abandon your standards when given an opportunity to get those things.
Slim gon tell it.
You’re a fool. You may have everything you think you want, but you abandoned your standards, a code that has been handed down to you through generations of good people, to gain material things. You are truly a fool.
Y’all saw what I said earlier; “If you don’t raise your standards, lower your expectations.” I had to learn that myself, man. My standards are based on my soul and spirit, not keeping up with the Joneses. I don’t need things to validate who I am. I don’t need money and possessions to validate who I am; those that do obviously have no standards, because if you need those things to validate your person, that likely means you WILL do anything to get them. I seent it. I see it all the time, man.
If your standards are all based on what you own as opposed to what you are, soon enough all the stuff you own will be all you have to keep you company. No one wants to kick it with an empty person, except for other empty people. I hate those kinda parties; parties full of people you don’t have any connection to, but everyone looks cute and ain’t got nothing to talk about other than what they just bought.
A person that has no standards is hollow, shallow, and they should come up with another word other than ‘person’ to describe them. They’re sub-human.
If you have standards, base them on real things as opposed to things you can take to the pawn shop in a coupla years when you want more ‘new things’. Stop worrying about things that really don’t matter in the grand scheme of things, look at where you are in life and be real with yourself. Look at the people you’re around and ask yourself, “How did I get here and why am I here?” then think about the standards your family instilled in you, if you can remember them..then stop being a little greedy pig run by money, hoarding your things, as opposed to the shining spirit that God intended you to be.
Raise your standards to truly be a person of spirit.
Another cold blooded funky Naptown Slim production. We tryna help.
CLICK THE PIC TO SEE A PLACE WHERE THE STANDARDS ARE ALWAYS HIGH.
“The idea of you trying to ride with me after you flattened my tires humors me. If you stagnated my progress or tried to stop it before, don’t get on the bandwagon now. No room in the whip. Stay in that backseat you’re in now and keep riding with the fools that tolerate your wishy-washy, disloyal ass. Slim ain’t hurtin for anybody to talk to, playa. I checked you out, know your situtation, and know that you can’t say the same. All you had to do was NOT hate me. That was too hard for you. Now, you tryna reconnect with this real soul over here, which is what got you this side-eye.”
So sayeth Naptown Slim.
CLICK THE PIC TO HEAR WHAT ME SPEAK OF THOSE WHO WISH TO STOP THIS TRAIN.
#NaptownSlim - just real talk.
Peacepeace everybody. It’s Naptown Slim again.
I really love that cat in the picture behind me. That’s my gee, Matt. He’s gone now, man. Shit still hurts. I ain’t even tryna sugar-coat it, man. The shit hurts.
I might get all up in my emotions right now, but I ain’t trippin, because I’m supposed to get all up in my emotions. I’m standing in a spot where this brother gave me work, advice, love, care, food, a SPOT, man…when I really didn’t feel like I had anywhere to be. This is my old friend from school, man. We went back so many years already at this point…and my dawg said, “Slim, we got you. Come on in.”
And I came on in….and it was like I was already there and had been there the whole time.
I’m tryna keep this short and sweet, cuz a gee really gotta wash his face and get back to work. Let this be known.
I’m really really really glad that that cat behind me sipping the beer was my friend…and there’s a whoooooole buncha people that would say the same thing….and I’m grateful that I know a whooooole buncha those people.
If you can’t say that about your life when it’s all said and done, you lived wrong. Ain’t nobody gonna be talking about what designer you wearing in your coffin, fool. You better get some appreciation for life while you got it. You better learn to share what you got to offer with these world, cuz that’s how you really leave your mark. My gee, Matt, got a legacy of love and greatness that lives on in all of us and in the very room where I am standing, taking this picture, forcing a smile when I wanna cry…
…but I’m here with my gees. LIfe ain’t so bad, man.
I miss you, Matt. Slim really love you, bruh. Thank you for everything, man. You were truly a friend to everybody who met you and that is the greatest thing you can say about a man’s life.
Peace, y’all. Naptown Slim gotta get back to this work like Matt told me to do. I ain’t stopping, man.
CLICK THE PIC TO SEE WHAT MY GEE, MATT TOLD ME I NEEDED TO DO. MY DUDE.
#NaptownSlim on ‘Hatin’
Gather ‘round, children. Naptown Slim got somethin to say. We talk about love so much, but we gotta stay real and flip the coin. I’m gonna talk about them ‘haters’.
Let’s define it; you havin an opinion that ain’t the same as mine ain’t ‘hatin’. If you go outta your way to inject negativity into one’s life, that’s hatin.
I may hafta tell the truth about someone and it may sting, but the tone in which I do it will determine the difference between ‘hatin’ and just some shit you didn’t wanna hear about yourself. You’ll be aight. Slim don’t hate you, but Slim gon tell it. Slim gon tell that truth.
Too many people negate the power of the idea of ‘hatin’ by using the word to describe situations where they have found conflict. LIFE is about conflicts and resolutions. People gon be against you, man. Cold blooded.
Dig. I got too much shit of my own going on to be bothered with ‘hatin’ on you. Anyone with something going on in their life should be able to say that.
Haters out here with your aura all in their mind, wanting you to stop doing you so they can shine. Don’t give em the pleasure. You now know a sucka when you meet one. Apply the terms correctly and keep it moving.
People say “Let your haters be your motivators.”. Nah, B. Slim was motivated before you got here. THAT’S why people be hatin, they want your creativity, motovation, and enthusiasm. Envy is real as hell in the heart of a hater.
You can rearrange the letters in the word ‘hater’ to spell ‘heart’ which leads to my point: a hater has a mixed-up heart, not knowing where to place the love that is naturally in it. Sad. Cold blooded, ain’t it.
Motivate yourself. Get your heart right and get that hate outta it, by any means necessary.
That’s another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production and it’s been REAL. Love, y’all.
CLICK THE PIC TO HEAR ME TALK ABOUT WHAT’S REAL AND CHASE THE HATERS BACK UNDER THEIR ROCKS.
#NaptownSlim gotta LOGO, hoe.
Y’all…the love for Naptown Slim is so real out here. A brutha really touched right now, man. I could cry thug tears of joy.
My man on Twitter, his name is @DigitalPharaoh, made this for Slim and sent it to me today.
I mean, does that NOT look RIGHT? People can FEEL me, bruh. I’m out here saying real funky REAL thangs. I treasure these kinds of gifts from the people I have met or touched with my words, even in a digital forum.
Love is real, man. It never dies…and when you got it in you, you give it and you show it. I shouldn’t say it never dies, cuz that is sho nuff a way to kill it, keeping it inside of you and not showing it…word…cold blooded, man.
Love can’t live alone, man. I put the word into the streets because it’s real.
Thanks to my man, Stephen. It just got realer. Naptown Slim got a logo.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production. Always real.
#NaptownSlim on #ENEMIES.
Beamin in all the way live from Planet Naptown, you know the name by now, but I gotta say it; it’s Naptown Slim with a quick word about enemies.
Slim out here, man. Slim out here with the people every day. I stay in touch. My love is real where I walk on this earth because it spills outta my heart and I invite those around me to play in the puddles.
Anyway though, even if you walk through this life with a heart full of love and the honest intention to make life better for those you encounter, someone gonna hate ya. Yeah. It just works like that.
Maybe it’s inertia, opposite reactions to actions.
Maybe it’s envy; some people really don’t want you to shine if they can’t (that’s real).
Maybe it’s something that they see in other people that they honestly admire but could never aquire that sets their hearts a-fire.
I really can’t call it, y’all. It’s been a long time since I hated on someone just for the sake of doing so. Slim got the love, man.
Lemme tell it. Naptown Slim gon tell it. I
It takes a LOT to get someone to be my enemy. You hafta go OUTTA YOUR WAY to be my enemy. I know this because of how I approach people. Period. Dot.
…and once you make that choice, know this; imma pray for you anyway. That’s the right thang to do. Yet and still, I’ll never forget the choice you made and I will treat you as such. Slim is so far from dumb, y’all. That’s just common sense.
We’ll work on forgiveness when you come to your senses, but imma watch my back. I speak with the tongue of a man who wants peace, but I ain’t scared of nothin.
So sayeth Naptown Slim.
Another funky, cold blooded #NaptownSlim production.
CLICK THE PIC AND SEE WHAT MY ENEMIES MAKE ME DO.