Showing posts with label Chicago. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chicago. Show all posts

Feelin' Alive BACK in the C-H-I

Love this video. Everything is a complete piece of art with Kanye West.. He defines creativity and our generation.

CURRENT LOCATION: Just got back home...

Took the test... Drove back. Exhausted. NOT! I'm super-hyped.

This is my month. The mixtape I talked about in the last blog is just the beginning... Be ready.

I heard a rumor on campus that some promoters thought I had $ because I was opening for the Game and Soulja Boy. That's great! I hope they come to me with all their offers and opportunities. For the record, based on the amount of tickets I move(d), I actually get/got paid to perform!  Damn... Why did I just give away my secret?  Oh yeah...  Because you can't move or hustle like "we" -- thanks to all my boys who helped me accomplish that.

I bet my producer would say that's my bad attitude coming out again. Hi Vince!

Ok, I gotta unpack my stuff, make RAMEN NOODLES, and get some sleep before I wake up early, workout (I'm on the "'Bout to Be a Boss" plan), and make a plan. Speaking of workout, like two days ago, I heard some chick ask another chick if she had "that new Kanye song on her IPod... the one about working out." Other chick: "The Workout Plan"? First Chick: yeah... I love that new song! Second Chick: That came out three years ago. LMAO!

"See No Limits. Hear No Limits."

-JQ

What do your parents think?

The New Burbetto Ladies T-Shirt and Men's Hoody -- So freshh!

CURRENT LOCATION: At a computer... Duh. Still in the Chi... For one more day.

As I pursue each day of my career with an open mind, I've noticed that one question is asked more than all others combined in my interactions. The magic question is: What do your parents think?

I don't know... What do you think they think about their white son from suburbia who attends Indiana University and studied business up until this point in his life becoming a rapper?
Actually, my parents are pretty cool. I give them a lot of credit--I'm a very difficult child. At the same time, I'm pretty cool too. Pretty cool in knowing what I want to do and relentlessly working to attract it. I'm ambitious and focused to the point if my parents aren't on my team when it comes to what I want to accomplish at any given point in life, they my as well be working against me.

Working against me is too much stress... So, support it is. Regardless of whether it is rap, memorabilia, or any other venture I vigorously chose to pursue, or at least attempted to, I think my parents recognized my ambition and realized it couldn't be stopped. Working to stop real ambition -- not the bluffing kind, you know what I'm talking about -- is more difficult than "silently" supporting or supporting your child or anybody else in your life. I love my family, not just my parents, but my awesome sister and brother too, and hope I always be able to support them as actively and passionately as they have for me.

The concept of wanting what I want and getting what I want is selfish to an extent, but at the same time you gotta not only look out for your own self-interest sometimes, especially when you deserve it, but you also can't be afraid of being someone you wanna be or doing something you wanna do because your family or anybody else doesn't think it's possible or isn't supporting you. Trust your instincts, be strong, and don't forget -- "See No Limits. Hear No Limits."

-JQ

P.S. Speaking of "silently supporting".. . As far as my rap is concerned, "silently supporting" with the parentals quickly became your music is getting better to, "I really like that one!" to the point where I think my Dad is actually gaining an understanding of hip-hop -- a day I never thought would come.  I'm pretty sure Dixie Cups is now in his regular playlist... And oh boy... You should see the little dance he does to it. He's even got me doing it!

With Love Comes Hate: Sometimes People...


CURRENT LOCATION: Just got back from the Glenbrook North Supersectional... About to head to the studio.

Sometimes people
rip on me for who I am or what I wear... But sometimes in life like my dude Kelz taught me on his birthday, you gotta say, "Fuck dat!" When I started rapping, I'm not gonna lie haters got in my ear, but that's because I wasn't expecting it -- the hate. I've learned that if you're successful at anything you do, people are going to hate. I didn't have haters until my track started bumping on B96. As it slowly spread throughout Chicago and into the other markets, more and more people began to get at me like that. With every video that a girl would post dancing to my song -- thanks for the love girls -- there'd be another person unhappy with where they were at in life bring that aggression to me. So on top of fuck dat, you know what I say... Bring it! hahaha BURBETTO!

Sometimes people would meet me at parties... One time I went up to a girl and said, "My roommate thinks you're cute." She was like, "I know you. You're JQ. My friend showed me your friend on her IPOD. I love that shiyatttt!"

Sometimes people are at their best when they're wasted -- hahaha!

"See No Limits. Hear No Limits."

-JQ