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newness.

one tyranny, one empire replaces the next-
endless, so goes the way of the world.
in the words of robin kelley,
"struggle is a river. endless."
to our deaths, rebel.

peace.


08.27.02

dear fam, come through to celebrate a magical occasion with us:

October 19, 2002
(re)collection 24
OUR SECOND YEAR ANNIVERSARY
DJ MAS AND DJ CHRIS SANKO ON THE WONS AND TOOS.

holla.


07.20.02

go get Denizen Kane's Tree City Legends!
dennis's debut album will blast your ears wide open.


06.05.02

summa-summa-summertime!

summer's here in the city, and as usual, we are sweaty, slimy, and oh so sexy!

if you don't have the following albums already, go get 'em. Dope, brand new projects from the PACIFICS, re:verse, and Yellow Rage! i'm telling you it's worth every penny and den sum.

also just look out for various clandestine conceptions from all those poet people.

love ya!



as always, (re)collection is the third saturday of every month. we got some hot hot features! check it out, baby!


look out for ishle, beau, omar, and tim on their respective sites.


1.11.02

peace, poetry, and progress for a new year.

our parents, our grandparents, and all of our ancestors know the inhumanity that war creates.

NO MORE LOST LIVES.

we echo the words of CAAAV in the struggle against death and the continual destruction of this earth through globalization and any other reincarnation of colonialism and imperialism. in this mud of recession, xenophobia, and blind nationalism, we call folks to love this country and world even more passionately by criticizing what might be part of a vacuum rather than a canon.

cultural work needs the support and involvement of the people it serves more than ever. fight destruction through creation. seek your creator through creativity.

as feedback continues to be on hiatus from group activity and on a new road of individual projects, please hold life tight and dance. yes, dance, not just in front of your little mirror in your little room, but dance. feet free as if you had no fear and no rooms to run to.

one.

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