Some quotes i've taken from various articles on Manny. haters shush please, actually speak all you want, his legacy has been made, and a place in all time history stamped! From the Telegraph.uk I'll keep posting more articles on Manny since there's is 4 bajillion of em out there!
Bill Dwyre, LA Times "Pacquiao won with yet another epic performance. The pride of the Philippines has now become the pride of all boxing. The Puerto Rican Cotto, one tough customer, was reduced to spending the last four or five rounds simply running, surviving, maybe hoping for enough energy for one lucky shot. He has now taken his seventh title, a record, in seven weight divisions. Henry Armstrong became legendary for that, and Pacquiao might be even better."
Michael Rosenthal, The Ring "The Filipino marvel has drawn more comparisons to the greatest fighters who ever lived after another spectacular performance against Miguel Cotto on Saturday in Las Vegas. And deservedly so. He is dominating his era as few fighters ever have. The fact he has been a force in seven divisions is ridiculous. I still have trouble comparing him to the likes of Henry Armstrong, Sugar Ray Leonard or Muhammad Ali. That’s probably because he remains active, which doesn’t provide us with the proper perspective on his career. I also believe he must meet a monumental challenge before we sign off on his all-time status: He must meet and beat Floyd Mayweather Jr. Then it would be very difficult to say he’s not on the level of an Armstrong, Leonard or Ali."
Greg Bishop, New York Times "The brutal beating continued Pacquiao’s progression, adding to a résumé that must now be weighed against the best in boxing history. Pacquiao has continued to move up in weight, still beating formidable fighters, winning as easily at 112 pounds as at 145. Before Saturday, he had earned six titles in six weight divisions, forcing Oscar De La Hoya into retirement and knocking out Ricky Hatton with a savage blow rarely delivered by a man his size. With Pacquiao’s place in history cemented, Mayweather seems like the logical, blockbuster opponent. Pacquiao said he would not move up again in weight. This was more than just another knockout. This one was historic."
Jun Medina, Manila Times: "Manny Pacquiao stopped World Boxing Organization welterweight champion Miguel Cotto in the final round of their bout by technical knockout to win a record seventh world title in as many weight classes, cementing his position as the best boxer of his era. Pacquiao demonstrated yet another facet of his greatness by standing up to a bigger and stronger natural welterweight like Cotto—and proving that he was the stronger puncher and the better boxer. Manny is the greatest boxer of his era, that’s for sure,” Roach said during the post-fight press conference."
Abac Cordero, Philippine Star "On a cold Saturday evening, Manny Pacquiao put on the hottest performance of his life, winning an unprecedented seventh world title in different weight classes, and this time making sure that he’ll be remembered forever as the greatest of them all. Except for Pacquiao, perhaps, winner of world titles in the flyweight, super-bantamweight, featherweight, super-featherweight, lightweight and junior welterweight. No other fighter in boxing history has won as many crowns in different weight classes."
HOLLLLLAA, We're gonna watch it closed circuit at the MGM..TOO MUCH ADRENALINE RIGHT NOW!!!
Randomly found him Hypem and his track Pink and Purple, and he's a dope dope multi-instrumentalist. Usually if i come across someone new on hypem, I check out there other stuff and base whether or not i really dig their ish as a collective, and I can def say from what I've heard so far from Alan Wilkis is that he's bringing the heat. I listened to 3 tracks and heard three different flavors. One has a Chromeo feel, one has a Bonobo feel, and the other a Calvin Harris feel. Peep these tracks and let me know what you think! P.L.P
Coli(center), who was one our OG roadtrippers came by the office for a visit this week, and we had a chance to speak with him. Coincidentally, we were shooting some of our videos for our Curriculum for Roadtrip Nation in the classroom, and the portion we were filming was for the subject of, Storytelling. Perfect. Coli actually is from Philly, then moved to Boston to go to grad school at Emerson College, and post grad he said eff it, I'm going to move to LA and try to make it out there. His true passion is writing, and he writes pilots and a scripts, while working at Warner Bros right now. He's most definitely embedded in the Hollywood scene. Since there was such a connection there with Coli being a roadtripper and his life purpose of trying to be a storyteller, we filmed and interviewed him. I sat in, and was just taking in all of his nuggets of wisdom, and it was dope to get such pertinent advice from a fellow writer.
-The author is a conduit and a vessel, made up of all their experiences.
-Don't try to change the world, tell the story, and let the story change the world.
-Write from the point of view of who you aspire to be, it the time at which you can your most honest, yet the most vulnerable.
-He also said that the most important thing in any storytelling at writing is that at the very root of it, it is tied to an emotion, and it can be any emotion, whether it be a positive or a negative, it just has to be driven by an emotion.
He also spoke of the different music that spurs his writing, that get him to feel certain moods, and it hit me that, I just need to get on that, and just listen to music regardless of genre that feeds my mind. He said in particular to listen to Thomas Newman, a composer of scores for many films. So i checked out one of his pieces, and it was really interesting what it compelled me to write. I ended seeing the image of my moms wet rag that she cleans everything in the kitchen with and the rest just flowed. Attached after is the track from The Shawshank Redemption that i wrote to
Revamp the damp cloth
bearing stains of her struggle
debris decoded
abstract within it's history
repetition of chores shields her from her misery
provider
in search of co-dependents
yet the only thing left
is her independence.
her memories remain as tattered remnants
as she's scattering her vengeance
compensating for the lack of your presence
she's never ridden a bike
so i can't expect it to reflect right back to her
so i'll push and i'll prod
inching her toward new commitments
yet a lifetime can't convert in a moment or an instant
i'll read it as my misprint
interpret it as indifference
disappointed I didn't make a difference
but in a month i'll see those inches now feet
stepping towards a work in progress
still clutching onto history
but a free hand grasping for the place where visions be
her pain is my anguish intrinsically
so i'll take responsibility
your grief is a burden bestowed only for the broadest of shoulders
knowing full well if it was I
I would be rendered useless
but you boost this son
pace the beats of my drum
resonating to a fever pitch frequency to a hum
in awe still stunned
your fortitude impregnable
maternal love so venerable
shaped me to be as humble as my father
or at least to reach his likes
unconditional love
emblazones me to strive.
While we were doing our event at Davis a group of First graders came passed by the RV, and one of their teachers asked if i could talk to them and let them know what Roadtrip Nation is all about. Hooked em up with some hats, and they hooked me up with two cheers, and that last one is them lassoing me in, they were so dope! P.L.P
From a batch of Chris' new beats, I wrote to this one called, "Explosions", it's a slow introspective beat with a click-snapping type snare, and a guitarish sounding synth with a slow extended bass line. Emotion Evoking would be a fitting description of it.
distorted support system
isolation, drawing upon that for my wisdom
I retort, react, from the lack
of security holding me in place securely
One ice berg breaks off,
and the glaciers start melting,
belting out oh woe is me
silence is the call
coded in the independence
hanging by a thread imposing mental remnants
repeated affirmations, repeated in sentences,
repeating til it leads to the path of acceptance
but searching for an empty sense of vengeance
Angst rising, anger building, counteract my intuition that say's it God Willing
weary of the repetition, frame still drilling
days seems like a 8 minute abs, thighmasters, every phony claim
shortcuttin through the path of least resistance
bypassing every trial defining your existence
so pass me the coal, to shovel into engines
next the thesaurus, penning eloquent sentences
every possible option an entrance,
to face a demon and soothe stresses that menace
Venice? no need, represent a cause for which i bleed
feeding off the seeds of guilt and shame
transform it in my system, points of view reframed
no need for acceptance to feel sane,
every cat can argue, with the knowledge to impart you
yet free to disagree
cause you face your own stark truth.
