Realejo x-tet: Jazz, beats, samples, eletronica cinematic landscapes, improvisation, funk sound, no-rule, concept by friends: Dustan, Danilo, Rian, Boca, Denilson, Marcio, Hoto, Juca, Paula , Valdo, jazz, jazz,jazz,jazz. For all information on Realejo x-tet or any other (©urve)music™ artists email: artists [at] curvemusic [dot] net ? & © 2008 (©urve)music™ Less

FAP772: Free stuff Friday, Lender of Last Resort, SREB Listen now: Student Financial Aid News + At the SREB GoAlliance conference yesterday + Some revelatory facts - every 26 seconds, a kid drops out of high school + In some southern states, kids drop out as early as 4th grade + The causes are many - family influence, money, time, culture + Addressing the issue requires a multitude of approaches + My role was to help train GoAlliance members in direct to consumer marketing + Consequences are grave - statistically a college graduate makes more than $1.2M over a lifetime in earnings more than a high school graduate, $1.6M over someone with no diploma + That’s 3,323 kids a DAY - and that means $3.9 BILLION a day lost + NorthStar and Student Loan Xpress exit the student loan market + Chronicle: Responding to growing concern that student loans may be less available this fall, Sen. Edward M. Kennedy, the Massachusetts Democrat who is chairman of the Senate education committee, introduced legislation on Thursday aimed at reducing borrowers’ dependence on private student loans and making it easier for colleges to find lenders for their students. + Mr. Kennedy’s bill, which comes amid a credit crunch that has caused a number of lenders to leave the federally guaranteed student loan programs and private-loan programs, would increase the maximum Pell Grant for the lowest-income students by up to $750. It would also increase federal loan limits by $1,000 a year for undergraduates who are dependents of their parents, and $2,000 a year for independent undergraduates and students whose parents cannot obtain PLUS loans because of their poor credit. The bill also aims to ease the process of applying for a loan under the federal government’s “lender of last resort” program, which would use guarantee agencies to provide loans if they become widely unavailable. Under current law, students seeking a loan would have to petition the Education Department directly and prove that they had been denied a loan by at least two lenders. Under Mr. Kennedy’s bill, the department could designate lenders of last resort on a collegewide, not a student-by-student, basis. + Stafford federal student loans at StaffordLoan.com + Parent PLUS loans at ParentPLUSLoan.com + Private student loans at AlternativeStudentLoan.com Scholarship Update + Songs from the Heart + Rock, rap or riff an original song expressing your support for a cause or candidate you care about! Express yourself with an original song backing an issue close to your heart. The style of music is up to you! Create your original song, let your voice be heard and you could win $500! No purchase necessary. Open to anyone who is a resident of the 50 United States or the District of Columbia, has access to the Internet, and is 13 or older at the time of entry. + $500 + June 11 deadline + Details at our free college scholarship search site Free Stuff Friday + How to Find Lost Objects eBook + Sync up all your calendars with FuseCal + Chel Pixie warns to read the TOS on Photoshop Express + David Allen’s GTD email eBook + TONS of stuff today via BalanceInDiet.com + The Backyardigans printable coloring book + Sample of Maybelline Mineral Powder + Sample of Ultra Xcid Antacid by Zicam + Sample of Vaseline Intensive Rescue + Sample of Dove Go Fresh deodorant + Sample of Post-It flags + Seattle’s Best Coffee Sample + Curel Life Stages Sample + Always Samples + Fiber One Cereal Sample + Jergens Natural Glow Moisturizer Sample + Vaseline Intensive Rescue Sample + FlexForce Trash Bag Sample + Gold Bond Lotion Sample + Purina One Healthful Life Cat Food Sample + Check out list #1 + And List #2 Free Song of the Week + Adrina Thorpe, Midnight Promo + Financial Aid Podcast Live: Surviving the Credit Crunch Did you enjoy today’s show? If so, please consider subscribing for free to get it delivered to you . Subscribing for free means you don’t have to remember to download it every day. + + + Direct MP3 file download: Click here to download the MP3 Reminders + + Financial Aid Podcast Show Notes at FinancialAidPodcast.com. + Free scholarship search secrets eBook at StudentScholarshipSearch.com/ebook + Open an FDIC-insured savings account today! + Private student loans available at any time - visit AlternativeStudentLoan.com + Student credit card information at StudentPlatinum.com + FAFSA form tutorials and free help at FAFSAonline.com + Grad student? Get graduate financial aid information at the GradLoans.com blog! + Stafford federal student loans at StaffordLoan.com + The Financial Aid Podcast is a publication of the Student Loan Network. I want to hear from you! Email me at financialaidpodcast {at} gmail {dot} com, visit http://www.FinancialAidPodcast.com, or call 206-350-1208. Technorati Tags: financial aid financialaidpodcast ShareThis Less

Welcome to The GrantLOVE Lounge. I hope you enjoy your stay with us. Feel free to browse through the site, and if you’re in the mood for some good old fashioned JazzySOUL, Cosmic FUNK, or just plain Good SOUL, Click the play button and give us a listen. I’ve also included a download link, so please put me in you iPod, Zune, or any other MP3 device you own. It’s like having your very own Lounge right in your pocket. Peace & Blessings Download: The GrantLOVE Lounge Tracks: 1. Cymande - Dove 2. Peoples Choice - A Mellow Mood 3. Donald Byrd - Wind Parade 4. Ronnie Foster - Mystic Brew 5. Ronnie Laws - Tidal Wave 6. Aaron Neville - Hercules 7. Hank Crawford - Wildflower 8. Ohio Players - Funky Worm 9. Parliament - Mothership Connection 10. Manzel - Space Funk 11. Marvin Gaye - A Funky Space Reincarnation 12. Gil Scott-Heron - We Almost Lost Detroit 13. R.A.M.P (Roy Ayers Music Project) - Daylight 14. Mass Production - Angel 15. Sly & The Family Stone - Babies Makin Babies Less

FAP757: Free coffee, free food, Free Stuff Friday Listen now: Student Financial Aid News + Chronicle: Congress cut subsidies to private lenders while tightening rules on how they operate. More than a dozen lenders have already announced that they are leaving or scaling back their participation in the federally guaranteed loan program, and many more could follow. + Congress’s changes, though, may prove responsible for only a fraction of the turmoil facing private lenders. The tightening of credit has prevented many lenders from raising needed capital and, combined with subsidy cuts, has led some lenders to conclude that the federally guaranteed program is no longer a worthwhile enterprise. + Most interesting tidbit from the article was a comment that the Department of Education Direct Loan program will have newer, easier to use systems that will allow colleges to offer both FFEL and Direct lending programs together + Believe it or not, that’s a good thing - it puts Direct Lending on an equal footing as any other federal student loan program and opens up the remaining 19% of colleges that are Direct-only to FFEL lenders + Inside Higher Ed also reports that the vast majority of students don’t go hog wild on Spring Break, instead opting for school sponsored trips or just going home. Scholarship Update + Detroit Queen of the Highlands scholarship + Perfect example of a small local scholarship + $1,000 award + June 2 deadline + Must be of Scottish descent + Details at our free college scholarship search site Free Stuff Friday + BlueLock for Windows + Hulu is now open + Mark march 21st on your calendar - Dunkin’ Donuts is giving away a free iced coffee. + Dunkin’ Donuts free ground coffee sample + Limited Too has buy one get one free Webkinz. + Free Hamburger Helper samples + Hat tip to Connie Bensen - Cool Text has 1,200 free fonts + Hat tip to Chris Johnston - 8 page ebook on how to get good recommendations for college admissions + Environmental tip: get a clothes drying rack and/or clothesline. You will save money on quarters, energy, and extend the life of your clothing, not to mention reduce your environmental footprint + Financial tip: if a company goes into bankruptcy and you have a gift card for it, it’s now worthless - sorry. Chapter 11 treats gift cards as debts, not as cash. Free Song of the Week + Adrina Thorpe, Midnight Did you enjoy today’s show? If so, please consider subscribing for free to get it delivered to you . Subscribing for free means you don’t have to remember to download it every day. + + + Direct MP3 file download: Click here to download the MP3 Reminders + + Financial Aid Podcast Show Notes at FinancialAidPodcast.com. + Free scholarship search secrets eBook at StudentScholarshipSearch.com/ebook + FAFSA form tutorials and free help at FAFSAonline.com + Grad student? Get graduate financial aid information at the GradLoans.com blog! + Stafford federal student loans at StaffordLoan.com + Student loan consolidation at StudentLoanConsolidator.com + Private student loans available at any time - visit AlternativeStudentLoan.com + The Financial Aid Podcast is a publication of the Student Loan Network. I want to hear from you! Email me at financialaidpodcast {at} gmail {dot} com, visit http://www.FinancialAidPodcast.com, or call 206-350-1208. Technorati Tags: financial aid financialaidpodcast ShareThis Less

Credit to Jimmy Garrison on bass. An old collage of my own samples plus his bass from the live recording of A love Supreme. Less

051116 – After months of backpacking through SE Asia, I arrived home with an audio recorder packed with samples. This track features cicadas, a gecko and a French backpacker sharing his thoughts after a smorgasbord of intoxicants. Less

This is track 1 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Lackluster I did think all things started to muster There was light in my eyes That now seems so lackluster Hearts bemoan Underneath the grinding stone So we wailed against the wind No one gained and no one dared to rescind Even now with spring Unfurling her cling (Dancing into the rite of spring) Clever Another endeavor Well not planned Everything was hard-pressed and I Wouldn’t try to reprimand Courses daring where I stand In the arms Of the waters of oblivion I never shun One by one We would fall Each and every person A roll call Less

This is track 2 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Reserve at the Moment of Expulsion I’ve stumbled to the wasteland on my way to a promise planned coming with what may and then walls and then a trouble calls me what did it say don’t watch upon the hour don’t look for love to shower down on you in abundance if left to happenstance you’ll be mired searching lost parlance don’t wait upon the hour when our highest ideal’s vine flower flit then what we make of it we have to give to get and struggle up that bower cadence in a kiss an inner crux on the way towards bliss if fear we don’t pierce or name we’ll be shirking off our guilt trying to float in a quagmire of blame a man without a country ghost of nowhere obsessed he’ll be to dawdle cross lines that border impropriety and let all care free slip down to ground like glove don’t you denigrate whatever perhaps we mate cleft from something left out come bring that of what we presume betwixt a union little room like a wave over reef through the sea to the sand we demand look but don’t touch me see that I do doubt you knew what fear zen alignment of man and maiden voyage heavily laden of uneven pulls we don’t like at all onwards heathen crawling tall only towards our goal we go on till one of us is gone you can’t defy how a long term love will grow you can’t deny you know you can’t deify when our ignorant tops blow you whom I love so Less

This is track 3 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Robber Barren Tread walking convictions Tired We make a pit-stop On our lazy street You want in your hands Redemption We the people of earth Beat Palpably senseless Senses Fait accompli Tied to our own anguish In resignation We look so snide and ugly Look how want Blankets us for free A smarmy warmth I remember your gifts The ones you felt You had to give to me In our land Well The haves and have-nots Gordian thoughts A breakdown of our motivations Lead us through this storm When too awestruck to face My eyes set the pace Unto inner beauty The only one way forward Every step every sway Comfort is an opiate We’ve been chasing that dragon Far too long (One human like the next human when will we do anything never do carri-on like before) We put in the water Our piety lines drawn In the lake of life From whence our hands cup But there are no static lines In the water And there are no divisions as thus We are connected humans Us Less

This is track 4 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Demand of Thyself Demand of thyself Vastly more than your fill Sisyphean toils of will Belief in yourself Is at your command Give of thyself Don’t expect anyone to care About what you do Do you dare to Leave yourself behind Less

This is track 5 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Into this Lone Man Then, when the window was finally closed and the deep-red curtains brought to their obstructing rest, did he finally sit down. His end was soon, of that he was sure. He had been pacing nearly five hours, his demented mind fretting on the inevitable as well as on everyone else. The exact nature of this most unbelievable conundrum, to put it much too under-toned, fell squarely and completely onto his already bad posture prone back. He had released the wraiths. He had implicitly and unequivocally unleashed them upon, in hindsight, the quiet almost seemingly peaceful world, in comparison to the calamity that was now being heaved and tremendously flung down onto earth. A much anticipated but still highly underestimated decision. This ungodly maelstrom ebbed and like a tidal wave resurged again and again, upon this little speck of dust, where all humans would soon be has-beens. He downed another healthy portioned glass of single-malt and lit a cigar. His heart was more black now then the iron holding the fire beneath the chimney. His smoke co-mingled with that issuing forth from the damp wood. He had once believed in the pursuit of knowledge and shouted down many an inferior advocate that was naysayer enough to step forward and verbally spar learned wits against his. He soon would turn them into cowering dolts, spittering and splathering, fumbling for levity. But this was not his calling, not to set people in their place beneath his, but to let the reservoir of long, lost, forgotten truths be used anew; akin to refreshing waters, in this, the middle of the desert of human ignorance. He had fallen from his path. He had managed to find in his abundant jubilation for learning and for life, a hubris, far larger than any wreaked before upon this mortal coil. All the land was aflame, the sea was a poison star that boiled its very life vulgarly upon the shore. Humans were melting into puddles that would aid in new cacophonous incendiaries. The fabric of matter and the physical laws that had been guiding humans were no longer meaningful or holding themselves in regal, albeit, often incomprehensible, but definite composure. Up was surely down and down lay the path that all life was quickly and most painfully plodding. These were the wraiths that he had summoned. He had found pleasure in the concept that he alone would meet this abomination that he had so painstakingly found hidden throughout human texts far-flung inside writ and art; throughout civilizations long forgotten or more often the case, never even tangentially known. Through museums, ancient vaults, shamans, tombs, clerics living and dead, he had made his way and all had been harnessed to aid in this destruction. With his rise in understanding came a hatred of all those that never even thought to question. His preconceived ideas of knowledge and his love for searching truth gave way to vastly larger and much more insurmountable amounts of animosity that doubled than triple-folded viscerally, into this lone man, with the ability to destroy all things. As he nestled himself comfortably into the chair, the lavish upholstery began to peel, his mind pacifically made itself at ease. A flood of what once was came usurping the now. He remembered a day quite an eternity ago. He had sat in this same chair and viewed the world outside of his keep, through the thrown wide window. A beautiful spring day was dawning, his heart not yet so malevolently jaded, or quite so hell-bent for the eradication of life itself. He paused and saw beauty intrinsically, it still was able to enter his psyche and filled him ever so briefly, but did nonetheless, with awe. He looked at the glass in his hand that he had so often used and for the first time noticed a tiny piece missing from the base that actually embellished the whole. It counter balanced the jeweled cup and as he stared at it, seemed to make perfect the entire countenance. He thought it odd how so clearly a flaw acted to enhance what had been so disregarded and now when finally perceived was such a catalyst to this new appreciation. He looked to the table that had started to smolder and noticed how the usually prim and properly stacked pile of books was askew ever so slightly. This would have normally caused him to affect a brisk correction of the pile but as he stared at it the thought flit into his mind that the books now resembled a spiral staircase not unlike those seen by him at various observatories from antiquity. He even took notice of the far corner of the room that he never gave the time to see but the flames cast onto it a dance of unimaginable proportions of gaiety that flickered and swayed, this nouveau light and new shade. A tinge of motion, whimsy never obeyed. He swallowed the last draught from the cup that was already too hot for his blistered lips. His mind strolled to why he had done this. Why had he sought the destruction of all. He then believed that perhaps the core reason was that he had always felt uneasy with people, whether or not they did with him was a different tale, but he had been uncomfortable in the midst of others and so had ceased to try to reach out for them. With this shying away came the reciprocal response that they in turn did likewise. He had removed himself from all living others. He had felt alienated but didn’t everyone at some point. Even the most courageous and strong bend sometime to cowardice and uncertainty. Didn’t most people feel uneasy and try not to face exactly the situation that everyone is in but try as they may to release care and focus on some mind numbing exercise of forgetfulness. Didn’t they succeed with all their force of will to make-believe that a subsistence life with getting trinkets and a pittance but truly living as parasites, was enough? Then after doing nothing of value they recessed to a place of much needed relaxation, turn on the TV and allow the soul erasure to transpire night after meaningless year after meaningless lifetime. American Idol was just one of an innumerable amount of Aaron’s crafted Baals for this humanity lost in the wilderness. Even with instant access to communication all still used it mostly to hide themselves away from any and all scrutiny. Mainly from themselves did they hide in a fabricated comfort of self-aggrandizement with a nuanced proclivity for wasteful existence. This man’s peace was finally realized. He had succeeded in causing the entire world to reach its end and now he grasped the repose that had always averted itself from him. Meditative was his composed self at this the final moment as the whole room burned into incinerated vapor. As his life essence was swept away into oblivion the last feeling he had was of doubt. A small kernel, an ever so brief hint of a question, whether or not he had gone too far in his self-actualized fulfillment. Less

This is track 6 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Do I Don’t Remember When Through gashes in clay I stumbled to quay Nick of time boat Molting off spray I leapt onto bow If I waited ‘til now I’d be transfixed on a love That sailed away I cauterize the heart string To see that when this arboreal Left Beijing What I could be What we would know What I could bestow But love is what I bring Leave all of our cares Let them rot Troubles come in all shapes And what we veil it drapes That stifles what we can imbue Let our hearts beat anew (Let our hearts be a jubilee) What we believe in is love Everything you believe in I do Love kindly feed me Feel everything is free Look foray When the clouds are piling in play Passing life each day Went up harbor wall That couldn’t hold We are in each other’s fold My dearest friend Less

This is track 7 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Stammering You’ve been stool-pigeon-towed Along a dark strait narrow road Where the winds of our civility Blow away As another of the zealots explode Attache-case-in-point Impressionable youths we anoint In the blood of an endless violent circle Forgiveness to heavy a load Down the wrong fucking way we strode All stammering ‘bout how We longed for lesser human rights to be wronged The wayward pilgrims thronged As a huddled mass yearning to breath free We just don’t care or see That buried inside a vengeful T H E M Is equally culpable M E We are all flawed Our bullshit meandering self-righteousness Carve the human carcass on which we trod In two pieces Specious species increases Into pieces Less

This is track 8 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Fear Wandering Helpless Do we have time to breathe In an air of kept up appearances Teethe youthful fear Against scratching Post Whipping Boast As the apathetic self fades into ghost That haunts around the stem of life As Autumn peddles comfort Civilizations flaunt Us against them East against West And we are no closer to giving ourselves to anyone When fear not confessed Festers and grows beneath scared breast It taunts us palpably Whether we are afraid to make use of our lives Or resign them and our dreams to history Then project our fears As hopes and objectives Upon our children of the next generation When if ever we look at humanity Truly objectively We fall to pieces Of that much is plain It’s a dirge immemorial refrain With our frailty the fact is we Turn from helping others in disdain And we take and we take When our backs are broken We get another’s to break And we shake and we shake When our fear’s never spoken Our lives we forsake How we go about it So blaise lacking true grit With our malaise called passing phase So self-absorbed we couldn’t give a shit Will our malarky ever end In all the things that we hold dear Humility not a chic trend How absurd is our fear How absurd is our fear The door is left ajar What then shall we do We have grown sick Our collective will Has been moved from doing to done The core nature of worry Has eroded most our hope In all of its faces In all of you Each and every person here I am just a computer And you are just humans But you are the ones That have to change your attitudes towards life And its problematic challenges I am programmed to say these words Like how some of you are programmed To live your lives in fear Less

This is track 9 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Slowdown to a Crawl Never have I been to another land Where I ever left my brigand cares behind me Apathy my staunch advocate How much more narcissistic can anyone get Slowdown to a crawl Watch and know Just where I go Never have I been to another land Where I ever left my brigand cares behind me Apathy my staunch advocate How much more narcissistic can anyone get My black silhouette is taking my strides As soon as I step our purpose collides Into blue moon Where I do want me Never have I been to another land Where I ever left my brigand cares behind me Apathy my staunch advocate How much more narcissistic can anyone get My black silhouette is taking my strides As soon as I step our purpose collides As a justified sinner who believes not in sin Who curious lured me cleverly in A slowdown to a crawl Less

This is track 10 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Battered Bone All we are is ancient news Which is give and witches use A pandering to care for me I am the brackish watered Sea-son of one when is life done And all we are is battered bone What is love and disown Hi dear female human clone Rancoured jargon is my own-ly Advance by chance There is no light ‘Cause it’s dark and dank In dire need I need you go with godspeed Cause it’s blank and bust In all that I trust is freed Persevere I must This is my goddamn creed So where is the light Now that you go Learn to bye We don’t see eye to eye The wages of divining Why don’t we sublimingly free Ourselves from this world Hand in hand It’s only love in demand Let’s codify let’s see the lie What’s of your concession reply Less

This is track 11 from the March 2007 euphoreador release entitled ‘lack’. Euphoreador creates art and music in a variety of styles from acoustic sounds to heavy synth breakbeats with a focus on poetics. Tell Don’t ask don’t tell Into my arms she fell And I knew Just where that would lead to A way for understanding She looks so divine in my eyes Where the borderline was surprise And we’d come along To go together Just sit and watch All of our dreams unfold In the heart of a life I wanted to make her my wife When our life turns Into wonderment Come away In a hard devout way Salvo long dwam Each and every way We go Don’t ask don’t tell Into my arms she fell And I knew Just where that would lead to Her person would quell My hasty self-made hell All in lue If I could just touch you So baby pray tell Why on troubles we dwell Come anew Like scent of flowers In spring dew Less