Daaaam…. so I wake up this morning feelin’ real good, planning on taking my youngins out to the track to get their early morning walk / run on. I bounce out of bed, full of all types of energy and whatnot, and then BAM! The room starts spinning all around me and I am pulled right back down to the bed like a magnet. WHOOOOAAA. I lay there for a minute like “what the hell just happened?” Okay, I probably just jumped up too fast and got dizzy… no big deal. Chilled there on the bed for another few moments then tried to sit up. OHHHH SH*T, HERE WE GO AGAIN. Spinning room, gravity yanks me back down to the bed again. Houston, we’ve officially got a problem here.
I call out for my wife, who’s downstairs, to come back up to the bedroom. I tell her what happened and she’s concerned, so she takes my blood pressure. The BP’s cool. So WTF happened here?
VERTIGO happened. No, not the prog rock subsidary of the Philips label back in the 60’s and 70’s (see above logo) and not the Al Hitchcock classic flick either (I sure as hell felt like the dude in the movie poster!).
As of right now it’s been over 5 hours since my early morning episode and I feel a lot better- but still not 100% right. After reading up on vertigo and getting some info on it from a few friends (what up soulstrut!), I’m pretty sure there’s nothing serious going on… probably some kind of ear blockage that’s got my sense of balance all f***ed up, could possibly be a few other causes. I’m probably gonna get my wife to drive me over to ER this afternoon and get checked out just to be on the safe side though.
Funny, I just picked up this book from the library yesterday “God Is Not Great” by Christopher Hitchens which has supposedly raising quite a stir recently. Well, although I am not the most spiritual dude on earth I’m not an atheist either, and I can’t help but think that maybe this is God’s way of telling me “don’t even THINK about doubting my existence… i’m gonna make your whole world twirl around and make your healthy azz unable to even rise up out of your bed just to remind you who’s really runnin’ sh*t. Don’t ever forget, your good health is a temporary condition and I’M the dude who controls that. Bow down and kiss the ring, batch!!!”
Or then again, maybe I just need to irrigate my ears. Who knows. At any rate, I just want to say a big THANK YOU to my maker for allowing me to finally get my azz up today and allowing me to type these words on my new blog and allowing me to do everything else I’m gonna do for the rest of my life, however long that may be. To celebrate my being able to stand up, I think some more audio is in order. Now, I wanted to blaze y’all (I use a lot of old, outdated slang- get used to it) with some heaters straight off the Vertigo label… maybe some Ian Carr, Patto, whatever. Come to find out I don’t have ANY of that schitt on MP3 yet. As for burning it from my actual vinyl records, yo… i was too lazy to do that schitt BEFORE my vertigo attack, do you really think I’m f***in’ around with that schitt now??? So don’t worry, I got a few other things for you to check out.
Lastly, I know that random rap has been hot on the collectors market for a number of years now- obscure records that got little burn back in their day and are being discovered and exalted many years after the fact. Of course, I’m not mad about this at all- a lot of these records truly are dope and probably could’ve been a lot bigger with the right push behind them when they were first released (Phill Most Chill’s “On Tempo Jack” comes to mind immediately for some reason). But, even though I am unabashedly biased about this phenomenon, i still look at random rap just like I look at rare funk 45s and all other kinds of music that have become the hot thing- it’s STILL all about the big name artists in most cases. When you talk about the late 80s golden era, it’s Kane, Rakim, Slick Rick, Kool G Rap, PE, KRS, etc. etc…. NOT Bolaji, Kev-E-Kev, Ron B or even ya boy Phill Most (hard for me to type that but hey, it’s all about that convenient truth, so I gotta be real with mine). Now don’t get it twitted, I am not trying to drive a stake into the heart of random rap. PLEASE believe me on that! Good is good, whether the rap is random or not. Keep spending lots of $$$ and £££ on all the rarest rap imaginable… really, I don’t mind!