David Delisca

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Tue, 21 May 2013 18:55:41 -0400

For tickets: https://guestlistapp.com/events/158673

Facebook invite: https://www.facebook.com/events/128394687363029/

I present to you: Right Beside You - an evening of our stories.

Tue, 21 May 2013 17:15:00 -0400

Right Beside You is the official launch of the Right Beside You movement.

I wanted to create a space where stories are shared- OUR stories. Stories that are often taken for granted,overlooked and have gone unnoticed. Stories we have grown from and triumphed over, whether simple or complex. Stories of hope, love, adversity, pain, doubt, strength. It’s the little moments that create meaning for us. These spectrums of emotions and experiences allow us to see the details of things; it is those things that make up the big picture. They are the brush strokes that make up our masterpiece. By acknowledging them, we give meaning to our lives and show how powerful we are in our little moments. These are the everyday stories happening right beside us, right beside me and right beside you.

Taking my poetry to another level with the help of the band Sound Energy Flux and singer Erin Reece, we aim to showcase stories that are happening right beside us and give you a colorful experience. A night filled with humor, music, poetry, daring conversations and good vibes.

I, David Delisca, and IFreeCan invite you to come join us for the night.

Featuring Sound Energy Flux and Erin Reece.

With Special Guest Performers: Progress, Quentin Vercetty & Trevlyn Kennedy.

Live music, story telling & spoken word

When: Sunday June 16, 2013
Where: The Underground at the Drake Hotel | 1150 Queen Street W

15$ Advanced ticket (https://guestlistapp.com/events/158673)

$20 at the door.

Doors open at 7:00pm
Show starts at 8:00 pm

For more info:

David Delisca: www.delisca.com | @DOdelisca

IFreeCan: www.IFreeCan.com | @IFreeCan

Sound Energy Flux: http://www.andrewforde.com/violinist/SEF.html | @_TheViolinist

Erin Reece: @erinreecemusic | Progress: @ProgressRedPill | Quentin Vercetty: @artivist_cetty | Trevlyn Kennedy: http://youtu.be/D3rK6kSJU1U

The homie Crossword recently released his project entitled...

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 20:10:29 -0400

The homie Crossword recently released his project entitled Different Lightand I was given the opportunity to contribute my vocals and words to the words to the final track “Keep It Goin’”.

I love the message of the song; amongst the adversity, you gotta overcome and keep it goin’.

By the way, my favorite line of the piece is “Came up in the game like Cassius, just tryna make my own name like Muhammed Ali” … haha.

Back when my dreads were a lil shorter and my smile was a lil...

Tue, 05 Mar 2013 22:05:09 -0500

Back when my dreads were a lil shorter and my smile was a lil wider

Shot by Aden Abebe.

Whoa. My first chapbook. Make em say ugghhhh. It can be...

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 13:20:00 -0500

Whoa. My first chapbook.

Make em say ugghhhh.

It can be purchased online at delisca.bigcartel.com

ahh snaps. my hair stylist looking all...

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 17:49:25 -0500

ahh snaps. my hair stylist looking all stylish

jalanimorgan:

Miss Niya (http://www.facebook.com/CleanLocs) © Jalani Morgan

Favorite Hip Hop Verses

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 16:13:18 -0500

Jay Rock

Kendrick Lamar ft. Jay Rock “Money Trees” from the 2012 album Good Kid, m.A.A.d. City

[Listener’s Log]

Yo. First of all, I have been sleeping heavily on Jay Rock. I’m talmbout heavy dosage of that Nyquil, Ra-tat-tatted with a tranquilizer gun, straight sleeping with no dreaming. I know understand why Jay Rock was the first to gain a bit of notoriety for the Black Hippy crew.

Upon my first interaction of the GKMC album, I realized on the tracklisting that Kendrick did not have much features and only one that displayed the presence of a Black Hippy crew member. I guessed he didn’t want anything of such a conceptual album that would impede on the conceptualness (yea, I’m making up words muhhfucka). After listening to Jay Rock’s verse, there is no way that K.dot could have left this of the album. Shit, in my opinion, it’s the best verse in the album.

Jay Rock hit us up with a super dupa floetic, well-measured 16 bars of that good shit. Lyrics, on point. Flow, on point. Charisma, on point. References, on point. What else do you need?

Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
Santa Claus don’t miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping
Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain’t no turkey on Thanksgiving
My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him
Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I’m hustling
What else is a thug to do when you eatin’ cheese from the government
Gotta provide for my daughter n’em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch
Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch
Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don’t see my stash
If they do tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain’t cut, them serpents lurking blood
Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs but it’s all good
Broken promises, steal yo watch and tell you what time it is
Take your J’s and tell you to kick it where a footlocker is
In the streets with a heater under my dungarees
Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree

Click To Listen To “Money Trees”

Sleepless Ramble on Punk Ass Santa

Tue, 25 Dec 2012 10:43:06 -0500

It’s 5:50 a.m. Christmas morning and sleep as yet to rub me down.

Merry Christmas.

It’s not like I went out. Or stayed up late with my family, they went to sleep at midnight.

And it wasn’t like I was up waiting for Santa’s punk ass to come through and drop some gifts. I just was unable to sleep. (And I am grown ass man now)

I remember when I was 7 or 8 years old and I actually waited for that motherfucka, Santa to come through our sliding door (since we had no chimney).

I had milk and Oreos plus my set of puppy eyes ready for him and that fool never came. I initially assumed that he was scared to come through to the ‘hood. The late-night crooks would have probably mugged him for his sleigh ride joint and sell it to a chop shop and pawn all the toys.

I’m embarrassed that I ever believed in Santa. My parents never did, they even told me that he was not and never will be coming, I wished I believed them then. I was a frustrated child of irrational hope tho.

Understand, during that time, I was attending an elementary school that had predominately suburban middle-class white population. The school was a hour drive away from my ‘hood and the immediate world that my 7 or 8 years old self knew. The only reason I went was because of the ESOL program for immigrant students. Anyways, envy would revel up after the Christmas break, the kids would rave about all the cool shit that the motherfucka Santa got them. I didn’t get any of cool gifts that you would see on tv, I just inherited generic gifts from the toy drive (Outdoor Basketball, UNO cards, Connect Four). For that reason, I thought Santa was racist. A chump ass racist that didn’t look out for the kids like me.

Whatever tho.

Let it be known, I did enjoy my gifts tho. I just didn’t appreciate the preferential treatment.

Aight. It’s Christmas. I’m tired as hell. And I do look forward to seeing the smiling faces on all the children I come across today. Santa or no Santa, every kid deserves joy.

Peace up.

thewildmoon: sneak peek photoshoot by Arden Wray for Boots...

Tue, 25 Dec 2012 07:25:26 -0500

thewildmoon:

*sneak peek* photoshoot by Arden Wray for Boots & Pine! check out www.bootsandpine.com for more coming soon!

ardenwray:

Here’s my favourite image from my shoot with Asia Clarke yesterday - we caught those few minutes of pretty snow!

How to date a brown girl (black girl, white girl of halfie) - Junot Diaz

Tue, 25 Dec 2012 07:19:18 -0500

"Back in the day, the girlfriend and I made a game of this. A prediction game. In the mornings I..."

Tue, 25 Dec 2012 06:40:39 -0500

“Back in the day, the girlfriend and I made a game of this. A prediction game. In the mornings I rolled onto my pillow and said, What’s today going to be like?
Let me check. She put her fingers up to her widow’s peak and that motion would shift her breasts, her hair. We never slept under any covers, not in spring, fall, or summer and our bodies were dark and thin the whole year.
I see an asshole customer, she murmured. Unbearable traffic. Wayne’s going to work slow. And then you’ll come home to me.
Will I get rich?
You’ll come home to me. That’s the best I can do. And then we’d kiss hungrily because this was how we loved each other.
The game was part of our mornings, the way our showers and our sex and our breakfasts were. We stopped playing only when it started to go wrong for us, when I’d wake up and listen to the traffic outside without waking her, when everything was a fight.”

- Junot Díaz, Drown (via byzantiums)

Christmas Eve Ramble

Tue, 25 Dec 2012 03:27:06 -0500

Speaking of Eve, the rapper, she was dope. Trendsetter fo’ real. I know she wasn’t the first with pawprint tats but she did popularize the flavor of it. And she was sexy. Her and Toni Braxton made me appreciate woman with short hair.

It’s 2:00am, Christmas Eve and it doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all. Or maybe I’m just not a jolly as fellow. Lately, I have become anti-social, how awkward is it that I am composing a blog on a “social” media site? Anyways, I received bad news and bad news always makes me keep to myself. Reason being, I don’t want to be that guy that lashes out at someone for some random reason, so I utilize preventative measures to keep myself in check. Check yourself, before you wreck someone else’s self type thang. Fun fact, I actually can’t recall the last time I typed “thing” instead of “thang”, I’m proud of myself for that.

Amongst the bad news, I got good news too; My pops is coming up today, so that will be great to see him and spend some time with him. I wish I had a show, I would take him so that he could see me perform again.

I competed in a poetry slam at Drake Underground Hotel this past Saturday. And for the first time in a long ass time, I didn’t get 2nd place….I got 3rd. Damn. It’s not the 1st place that I was chasing but it’s all good. My teammate Cathy Petch won, so I was proud of her. My performance made me want to be a soul singer badly.

I have been listening to Womack & Womack lately. The husband-and-wife duo of Cecil Womack (Bobby’s Lil Bro and Linda Womack (Sam Cooke’s daughter… geez, she’s fine). There’s one joint in particular called “Love’s Calling”, which really hit me deep. Funny thing is, I don’t know what the hell the song is about because I don’t want the hell Bobby is saying… but it hits me…and I just want to sing. Sing outside of my shower, outside of my room, outside of the 15 sec snippets that I insert into my poems… I just want to sing proudly. One step at a time tho.

Shout out to Calvin Johnson. He broke Jerry Rice record for receiving yards in a season. Growing up as a 49ers fan and idolizing Jerry Rice, I must say that Calvin Johnson deserves the respect of all NFL fans. I want to be more like Calvin, he doesnt talk shit, he just works hard. Get shit done. He reminds me of my Pops. I want to be more like my Pops. I will learn more from him when I see him later.

Aight.

Merry Christmas.

silkelectrics: Gladys Knight & The Pips

Mon, 24 Dec 2012 19:41:20 -0500

silkelectrics:

Gladys Knight & The Pips

Photo

Sat, 01 Dec 2012 13:57:02 -0500

Sunshine

Thu, 29 Nov 2012 09:33:54 -0500

soulsippin:

beautiful:

i used to be scared of light
i didn’t want my insecurities to be visible

my beauty became a casualty
sacrificed
and buried deep
beneath the fertile soil of non-acknowledgement

and then
there you rose
and your rays of light
dived
and digged, and digged, and digged
and digged
and uncovered
the complete essence of me

and burned, and burned
and burned away my shame

and you called me
“beautiful”

healer:

you say that i don’t need you
but now, i’m scared of dark days
and the grey clouds are expanding
and the hours of the night are getting longer

and i want to run
i want to run to the safest thing that i know
i want to bask
it’s the safest feeling that i know
i need to sweat
it’s the safest release that i know

but

that can be dangerous
but i can live dangerously
as long as i know
you will be there to heal me again

live:

ahh…
there you go
as you set in again
the settings of my love
have been adjusted to you

i just, i just
want to see you smile across the sky

and the oceans of my blood dance beneath you
the mountains of doubt have bowed into non-existence
i doubt that i could ever get tired of this

you treat me like i’m heaven
that’s why i feel so close to you

ahh…
there you go
as you set in again
the settings of my being says
“live’

lateeeforclass: Toronto Poetry Slam Team Me and my teammates.

Mon, 15 Oct 2012 19:32:53 -0400

lateeeforclass:

Toronto Poetry Slam Team

Me and my teammates.

Me, Q and Chevy. Word up to Wade...

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 09:32:16 -0400

Me, Q and Chevy.

Word up to Wade Hudson. http://www.wadehudson.ca/

death star shade of black photography: wade...

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 09:27:32 -0400

death star shade of black

photography: wade hudson http://www.wadehudson.ca/

Season 5 Business Meetings so Far via: r/breakingbad

Mon, 13 Aug 2012 01:43:47 -0400

Season 5 Business Meetings so Far via: r/breakingbad

brotherphoto: don’t remember here name but she gave me some...

Wed, 08 Aug 2012 23:30:51 -0400

brotherphoto:

don’t remember here name but she gave me some good tips on how to tone your bum bum

Victoria!

David Delisca

For tickets: https://guestlistapp.com/events/158673 Facebook...

I present to you: Right Beside You - an evening of our stories.

The homie Crossword recently released his project entitled...

Back when my dreads were a lil shorter and my smile was a lil...

Whoa. My first chapbook. Make em say ugghhhh. It can be...

ahh snaps. my hair stylist looking all...

Favorite Hip Hop Verses

Sleepless Ramble on Punk Ass Santa

thewildmoon: *sneak peek* photoshoot by Arden Wray for Boots...

How to date a brown girl (black girl, white girl of halfie) - Junot Diaz

"Back in the day, the girlfriend and I made a game of this. A prediction game. In the mornings I..."

Christmas Eve Ramble

silkelectrics: Gladys Knight & The Pips

Photo

Sunshine

lateeeforclass: Toronto Poetry Slam Team Me and my teammates.

Me, Q and Chevy. Word up to Wade...

death star shade of black photography: wade...

Season 5 Business Meetings so Far via: r/breakingbad

brotherphoto: don’t remember here name but she gave me some...

thewildmoon: sneak peek photoshoot by Arden Wray for Boots...