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Tarell Alvin McCraney’s Romeo & Juliet

::WARNING — YOU WILL READ MORE THAN JUST A QUOTE IN THIS POST, AND IT WILL TAKE YOU LONGER THAN AN INSTAGRAM VIDEO’S LENGTH. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK::

The first time I read Shakespeare as a child I was drawn to it instantly. I didn’t quite understand the work or know anything about it – but that’s what I loved. The words, the cadence, the imagery, the not-knowing, the bleak, the fantasy.
I remember feeling like if I learned about Shakespeare or his work I would be smarter, sophisticated, people would respect me, and I wouldn’t be just some knucklehead Hispanic kid.
I never did though – learn all about him, or read/act in one of his plays, but still feel he and his approach to language was a big inspiration to me and my writings.

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Years later in 2006, after performing my first one-man show “Insanity Isn’t”, Justin Macdonnell​, a great man I have immense respect for, came up to me and said, in his Australian accent, “You, young sir, are amazing – and a Shakespearian actor at that. I wouldn’t be surprised if the next thing I saw you in was King Lear!”

I didn’t know what or who or when King Lear was, but I didn’t care. I never had the privilege of going to school for theater, performance, ensemble, improvisation, acting, writing etc – and throughout the years have had a hard time calling myself a practitioner of any of those crafts because of it. So, Justin saying this to me was a big deal. I felt accepted, sophisticated, respected.

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But, after 11 years of experience in the theater, numerous shows under my belt, 3 of those being my own one-man shows, I still had never been in or performed a Shakespearian pl ay/monologue. Until this past weekend when my Shakespearian cherry was popped by some of my best friends, friends, and new friends – and I couldn’t have asked for a better first time.

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One of my best friends, Tarell Alvin McCraney​ just happens to be one of the best playwrights in the land. Don’t know him? You’re stupid.

And he casted me in the first play I ever saw from Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet.
And I got to play Tybalt, who was my favorite character from the Baz Luhrmann movie version, because I was a John Leguizamo fan as a kid.

And I got to perform it in Miami.

Outside.
Under the sunset.
Under the stars.
In the round. (To the hip hop heads, that means in a cypher, yo).

And I got to perform it with the most fucking talented cast ever.
Like fuck! Serious.
It didn’t rain.
700 plus people showed up.
People were touched.
Moved.
Happy.

And I got my Shakespearian on for the first time ever.

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So thank you.

Thank you for trusting me.
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for letting me be me with you.

Pardon my monkey thumbs,

-Rudi (Writer/Actor)

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Ugli

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I call this piece “Ugli”.

It’s about how the Human populations are using up Earth’s natural resources at such a rapid rate that we will require two planets’ worth of supplies in the next 25 years…And how humans have caused the populations of most species, including mammals and fish, to drop by roughly a third from 1990 to 2013. And how pollution, overfishing and forestry activities have caused severe harm to Earth’s natural environments.

I’m selling it for $13,111,876. If your interested in buying it, contact me at www.rudigoblen.com

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NonMs – “Basel Nights”

Join my little brother, friend, Control Freak, and fellow Flipside King, NonMS – also ¡MAYDAY!’s own nuclear instrumentalist, on a journey through the streets of midtown Miami, as he picks up and commands the pulse of the world famous Art Basel event. ENJOY!

And keep a ear out for the new ¡MAYDAY! album coming out this March, “Take Me To Your Leader”. Don’t wanna rub it in or anything, but I have copies of basically all the tracks that are going on the album, and they are FIIIIIYYYAAAAAA!!!!!

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Eleven.


i’m just wondering — who will survive?

regardless of what petty points you can pet-peeve at, we all live here
the bus driver working 12 hour shifts 6 days a week that i gave my 2 dollars to yesterday
the politicians, soldiers, and rebels
witches, drunks, fuck-ups, drop-outs and quitters
smokers, thieves, liars, fathers and whores
mothers who adore and those that will leave their babies at doors
that plastic face lady who walks her dog daily only to show off something, maybe
that’s just my perception
kids in detention, love without mention
the man who treats everything around himself as an extension – he thinks…

“shit, if i’m surrounded by vegetarians, artists, people who dress thrift, push smart whips, read books like “the new earth” and shop at whole foods, trader joes and ikea; then i too am like that – except me, please – i will do anything for you”

we are all lost and found at the exact same time that never ends, the perfect balance shifting constantly to end all trends
walking oxy-morons talking on walkie talkies texting our lovers that we love them while they sit in the next room wondering if they made the right choice above them
sad sons, delightful daughters
students, scientist, priests and rabbi’s
enemies and allies
those who oppose the prose of the on-going knowing, knowing thy lie
realize, eyes are only there to stare and see past the tangible glares, not for seeing
you can only see with feeling
touch the taste of fate with a face full of faith and bathe in its believing
the ones that say it isn’t real unless your bleeding
the ones that give it all and don’t give up to keep succeeding
it’s sucks we’re leaving
but “only believers in death will die” mr. williams said into the heads when reading
are you with me?
it’s all just a bag of halo’s and horns
the painfully scorned
my mother, brother and seed guiding me thoroughly through the mud of life until i reach that seabord
cause lady life is fuckin sad, and moping around like a girl’s broken heart i didn’t break, but put up with because i’ve fallen, like her – an angel, with bat wings
homeless families and makers of guns
miners and finders of oil who sell it by tons
tattooed tongues, tykes in tanks who are way too young
the HIV league and the some with cancer in lungs
painters of the sun, dancers of the moon
encounters of the third kind, injecters of the womb
i hear you in the music, and use it when i lose it
this is not an opinion, or a plead
but simply a toast, to “the we”

may life, god, jesus, the universe, spirits, aliens, angels, cosmos, planets, demons, electricity, a collective consciousness, buddha, jehovah, santeria, oshun, yemaya, ganesh, osho, the dali llama, thich nhat hanh, conspiracies, ghost, crosses, demi-gods, saints, music, teaching, dancing, painting, instruments, light, darkness, the all, the nothing, or whatever the hell it is you do or dont believe in, guide you there while taking care of you. don’t worry, it’s all just one big forrest with many paths; and if you get lost, trees will be cut down, mountains will be moved, and skies will light up.

happy new years.

-g.

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Help Me Help Heps

Nothing but high & positive energy, colors, colorful, passion, ill , sick, crazy, dope, nasty, genius, master, laughter, and hot pink; are just a few words to describe Heps Fury, my very good friend & crew member. Heps needs votes you’ll. If he gets enough votes he will be part of this years SCOPE Art Show in Miami. Lets make it happen. Take 10sec from your online life and vote for my brother, please. VOTE HERE


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