Jay's Room

Jeg ved ikke om du kender det, hvor man bare river sig løs fra alting og bare lever 100% i nuet. Hvor alting sker impulsivt og man bare kører derud af… Det er såmænd grunden til at der ikke lige har været opdateret på bloggen i lidt tid. I ny og næ så får jeg en ustoppelig trang til bare at slå mig løs og gå i byen 4 dage i træk, bare give slip og se hvor natten tager mig hen. Jeg er midt i sådan en periode. Der er blevet kørt utrolig mange drinks ned og der er blevet puffet en pind eller 2 ;)

Det var jo i den foregående uge at der var Distortion. Det stikker jo fuldstændig af! Specielt på Nørrebro i torsdags stak det af…! Vi røg rundt omkring, tjekkede Djames Braun ud på Sankt Hans Torv, Kesi på Guldbergsgade og Morten Breum i skateparken. Så røg vi op i Nr. 34 en masse guys og piger. Min boi Jeffrey var der selvfølgelig, men FCK var også pænt repræsenteret heroppe. Jeg er jo selv tidligere FCK-spiller, men Zanka, Thomas Delaney og Pierre Bengtsson kiggede også op til vores lille pre party.
 

Fredag var jeg et smut til DHB (Danmarks Hurtigste Bil) for at give et lille show med min boi Frank Goodfellaz på G-Streets stand.
Frank Goodfellaz, DNC, Jamil & A.K 

Lørdag hostede jeg en fest på Galleri 79 (under Park) og jeg blev sgu også lige nødt til at spytte et par linjer, nu hvor jeg var på scenen ;)

Jeg overlevede en helt sindssyg uge, hvor den ikke fik for lidt og jeg er klar til at skyde video til min kommende single ‘Sandheden’, som rammer iTunes, Spotify & Youtube, så snart den er klar. Det bliver indenfor nogle uger :) Sangen bliver en afsløring af nogle af mine lidt mørkere hemmeligheder fra fortiden…
Hav det dejligt og husk at leve i nuet! Man kan leve et helt liv uden at leve et sekund…

//Jamil 

Så skete det… Det der startede med Kald mig bare Jamil kulminerede igår med udgivelsen af tracket Min Tid med tilhørende musikvideo. Tiden optil har ikke været til at holde ud. Jeg har gået og ventet på dette øjeblik i det der føltes som forevigt. Jeg tog valget i november om at lægge min musikkarriere helt om og fremover kun lave det jeg føler 100 procent. Min Tid er ment som mit ‘return to rap’ track. Jeg er tilbage i det danske rap game og jeg er her for at blive… I de sange jeg kommer med fremover vil jeg begynde at dele ud af mig selv, som jeg har lovet. Det bliver en skildring af mine opture, mine fuck ups, min kærlighed og break ups. Og det bliver 100 procent ærligt. Intet filter…

Jeg er helt i chok over hvor godt der er blevet taget imod Min Tid. (Har lige hørt i skrivende stund at den er oppe på 4. pladsen). Jeg er så glad for at der er så mange der gider tage sig tid til at dele sangen på facebook, twitter mm. og tager sig et øjeblik til at sige “Godt gået”. Det betyder så utroligt meget at nogle mennesker får en positiv oplevelse af den musik man har siddet og kæmpet med i studiet :) Der er også kommet haters på rekordtid. Det er et godt tegn! (jeg morer mig altid gevaldigt over hvad de kan finde på at skrive haha) 

Men så er der ikke andet for end at sige tak! Til alle jer der har købt den, delt den, snakket om den, hørt den og alle jer der gør der fremover. Tusind tak for støtten. I må også meget gerne hoppe ind, trykke synes godt om og dele min facebook side —-> Jamil <—-

Det er nok lidt en kliché, men to af mine største inspirationskilder er min mor og min far. Jeg har haft masser af opture i livet, men mindst ligeså mange nedture. Idag vil jeg dele et brev fra min far med jer, som dumpede ind af døren i 2008, da jeg spillede fodbold i Norge. Det er ret personligt og måske også lidt for personligt, men som min boi Gero Joshua tweetede til mig: “at times being too personal is the only way”. Jeg læser brevet næsten ugentligt, for at inspirere og holde mit fokus på de rette ting. Det er langt, men jeg håber I vil læse det hele og at det måske kan inspirere andre på samme måde som det stadigvæk inspirerer mig. Nå, men nok udenom snak. Her er det så:

To My Son,

Jamil, we have spent almost 21 years together and you have been a blessing to your Mother and I. We have shared a lot of adventures together here at home and far away, in places like Hawaii and Thailand. A stupid accident almost caused your death in my arms. I will never forget that moment. I have watched you develop a love for music and sports which has brought many friends into your life, and into mine also. Our home has always been full of your friends and they have in turn brought a sense of belonging into your life. Your mother and I have been blessed with you and Julia. There have been no major problems for us and we brag about our children with pride. As a child, you were always full of life, as you hopped around trying to get people to laugh… but now no one is laughing. You are a man now and everyone is watching… judging, expecting, and mostly… watching. They are no longer expecting amusement. They may laugh with you on occasion as the jokester continues to joke, but what they really hope for is to see their friend become a man of respect.

Son, character is defined by the things you do, when no one is looking. Respect is gained by the things you do, NOT TALK ABOUT. Character will support you in gaining respect. At birth I was able to see that you were born with talents that could help you rise up above the average person you would grow up with. Intellect, physical skills, and a warm personality are attributes that can pave the way toward a rich and successful life. By rich, I don’t mean with a lot of money. If that happens, fine.

Oprah Winfrey, Michael Jordan, Tiger Woods, Charles Barkley, Bill Cosby, Stevie Wonder, Charlie Parker, Dizzy Gillespie… The list goes on and on. These people grew up poor and regarded by society as second class citizens. They worked hard and didn’t let ANYTHING get in the way. Laziness, alcohol, drugs, the opposite sex, and lack of discipline, are the main culprits in “NOT” achieving one’s goals. And don’t mistake self-confidence for an inflated ego.

Jamil, I have watched how you apply yourself in all areas of your life. School, your room, self-training, a job, things that take discipline to keep functioning. There is an old saying that says, “You can fool some of the people some of the time, but you can’t fool everybody all of the time.” People are watching. The same people that can help you get where you want to be.

I’ve been around Son, in places you can’t imagine. Music has taken me into the hell holes of the world that was full of some real scum people. Being Black in the 50’s and 60’s and beyond, didn’t help matters. Character and respect became and still is ultra important. You can’t buy it, you can’t win it, you can’t steal it. You have to work for it.

Jamil, your Mother and I are very concerned about you. You’ve shown no interest in school and education. You rely far too much on gambling. Your living habits are not professional and will not help you in sports. Why do you think the rest of the world will accept these habits and even pay you big money for it? I’m confused. I know a lot of successful people and they all had one thing in common. Dedication and discipline.

When you were born, after you were asleep and we knew everything was okay, I ran home to create your birth chart. When I returned mommy asked me what I saw. I said that there was a lot of energy in you… perhaps too much energy. I predicted that you would be an athlete. But I also told her that I was worried about alcohol abuse and visions of grandeur (getting a whole lot of something for nothing). Creativity was also a part of that picture. These statements were made one hour after you were born. The same place where that information was revealed also told me that energy can go to sleep. Discipline will go with it. Self motiviation can be a problem. The easy way out appeals to you. The easy way out will only bring failure. Laziness can easily become more important than effort. It is so much easier to fall from high positions that it is to get there.

Jamil, I call these charts, God’s diary. You may not believe in God but one thing is for sure. You cannot escape God’s epitaphs. Life, death, the unique twists at age 7-14-21, and the big on at ages 28-30. You can become no more or less than what is promised at birth. This Mars-Neptune thing that is present in your chart is found in Jordan’s, Charles Manson’s, Dr. J’s, “Magic” Johnson’s, Earl Monroe’s, Henry Fearrington’s, Rick James’, Justin Fearrington’s, Charlie Parker’s, Ray Charles’, and many other well know athletes and musicians. All had one of the Mars-Neptune characteristics prominent in their lives. Alcohol, sex, or gambling controlled it and created huge problems for them. These people became either famous or succesful in spite of these “problems”, but their personal lives became a living hell.

I’m worried about whether you can control these urges or not. Up until now it doesn’t seem so. The people around you are noticing and are also concerned. I’ve always told you that saying no was going to be your biggest problem. Controlling your passions, your emotions, your desires, is a major step towards building character… especially while no one is looking. This thing with FCK has gone unexplained in a proper fashion by you or the team leaders. We feel very disappointed because we don’t know anything. All we can see is the stupid article that was released on the internet, The Politiken article, and all of the other negative activity leading up to now. We know that deep inside you just want to be a winner and liked by all. It seems though that you aren’t willing to do what is necessary to ensure that these goals will be accomplished.

You were born with luck and talent. Wasted luck tells the powers to be that you shouldn’t have it. I know it sounds silly to you but Karma is as real as the morning Sun. There are opposite and equal reactions to everything you do… both physically and spiritually. In the end, you get what you deserve, especially at age 28-29.

I hope you take my writings to heart and try to understand that I am taking this time because I love you and hope for the best. I don’t care if you have a career at Netto or become a winner in sports. I do care that you do the right thing for yourself and don’t waste resources. I’m sad that my former employer, Kirsten Cornelius, had to call me about your grades. I’m sad that FCK has turned their back on you. I’m sad that your future is unpredictable and that you haven’t controlled opportunity when it presented itself. But it’s not too late.

Get your sleep and diet together

Lose weight

Practice more

Get smarter with your money and stop relying on gambling

Form a better discipline about everything

Don’t show your ego through your mouth… do it with actions… words mean nothing

Try to get some kind of spiritual orientation in your life

(control it, or it will surely control you)

Learn to say no and don’t be so eager to impress you friends

Brevet tvang mig til at se grundigt i spejlet og jeg kan kun takke min far for at guide mig den rigtige vej i livet. I love you, pops.

Jeg er desværre blevet syg ovenpå den sindssyge fødselsdagsweekend jeg havde mig og ekstra kvalmende fornemmelser efter Barcelona røg ud af CL igår. Nederlag for fodbolden i følge mig. Men ey, godt gået af Chelsea. Jeg har dog fået EN DEL at varme mig på idag alligevel! Jeg har nemlig fået et nyt mix af min kommende single Min Tid (feat. Frank Goodfellaz) tilsendt fra Freddie Pace - og det lyder f**king godt!

Så havde Postmand Per også lidt  bløde pakker med til mig idag :)

Sort crewneck fra DTA Posse, hvid Blackhawks cap fra Forty Seven Brand & hvide Chuck Taylors fra Converse.

Grå crewneck fra Rocksmith, camo cap fra Rocksmith & grå Chuck Taylors fra Converse.

Sort tee fra Rocksmith, grå beenie fra Screwed & sorte Chuck Taylors fra Converse!

Så står den på Real Madrid - Bayern Munchen i aften… Tror det bliver en vild kamp!

//Jamil 

Jeg har ikke fået opdateret bloggen i nogle dage og det er simpelthen fordi jeg har hygget og festet ALT for meget igennem… 

Her er lidt billeder fra de sidste 3-4 dage…

Mig og min boi Jeff. 34DIRTYFOUR RECORDS!

Theo!

På vej ud på Karel torsdag! Nicklas!

Efter lidt for mange flasker torsdag…

Jeffrey efter en god tur på Zen fredag…

På vej op! Efter Zen…

Mine bois Danny & Kim DJ’er til Hip Hop Ain’t Dead på 1.TH.! De holder det tight!

I ved det!

Efterfest hjemme i nr. 34… Kl. er ca. 6.30 her… Vi kører all-nighters!

Der var selvfølgelig også plads til en biograf tur med min far :)

Nu ligger jeg på sofaen og prøver at samle stykkerne fra mit helbred! Hav en dejlig uge allesammen…

Jeg har set det en del gang nu og har taget diskussionen over facebook, men jeg har stadig ikke fundet grunden til det. Jeg ser mig selv som et nogenlunde logisk tænkende menneske, og jeg har virkelig vendt og drejet den, men jeg kan simpelthen ikke finde nogen logisk grund til det. Jeg lagde mærke til det første gang da Michael Jackson døde, igen da Whitney Houston døde og idag, hvor Arnold Mærsk Mc-Kinney Møller er død.

Så nu bliver jeg nødt til at spørge… Hvorfor kan nogen folk få ondt i røven over at folk udtrykker deres kondolencer eller sorg overfor en afdød person på facebook? Hvordan i alverden kan det give anledning til at komme med en nedladende kommentar om den netop afdøde person? Jeg kunne forstå det, hvis det drejede sig om en tyrannisk diktator eller lignende. Men jeg ville blive virkelig glad, hvis en af de pågældende kunne forklare mig, hvad det er der gør så ondt på dem, når andre folk udtrykker deres medfølelse for en kendt person der er afgået ved døden?

Håber inderligt at nogen vil indvie mig i denne hemmelighed…

//Jamil