Monday, October 5, 2009

Sunday, June 7, 2009

25 Things...

1. I lie to the ones I love and the brutally honest truth to everyone else.

2. I often fantasize after watching infomercials on Extenze if it will increase my sexual prowess.

3. I'm underachieving at a rapid rate.

4. I am a master of deception when it comes to consuming alcohol with females. Because my cup may appear full but I'll never drink more than you then blame it on the alcohol the day after we have sex...

(sorry to the victims)

5. My sex drive is never in park and only neutral when I'm getting head.

6. Love doesn't exist and if it does the closest thing to it is a honey bun cooked in the microwave for 20 seconds.

7. I expect perfection even though it's attainable.

8. The female mind, although complex, is easily dominated by way of attachment and when I'm in control of it I usually ruin their psyche and feel extremely guilty after especially when I love them.

9. Male ego is equivalent to an eff shell, once cracked and exposed it's extremely vulnerable. With that being said, my ego is the size of Jupiter and is as bruised as Rihanna's face after Chris Brown was done with her.

10. I'm way too over-confident.

11. I'm indifferent over what makes me happy.

12. I give more attention and put more effort into Sportscenter then I do with relationships.

13. If I'm not famous by the time I'm 25, I'll give a live feed of my suicide on my blog and go out in a blaze of glory, snorting Tony Montana-like mounds of cocaine off a vintage Playboy magazine.

14. When I was 9 I believed that if I put sporting waves in my head, brushed for 5 minutes and put a stocking cap on my head, I'd have waves like Mase...guess what? IT DIDN'T WORK!

15. I've been told I had so much talent but have no clue how to use it to my advantage. Any idea? Call (347) 210-5071

16. One of my substitute teachers in the 11th grade took my cell phone and told me to wait after class. Of course I agreed happily. Then she told me if I wanted it back, to get on my knees and beg for it while she had a skirt on. Damn, Ms. Smith, do that shit now. Unfortunately a student walked in and nothing happened, but I still remember.

17. I once took another girls car and went to pick up my girlfriend with it. Although morally wrong, I had good intentions. Is that considered cheating?

18. I wear boxer briefs. I'm officially an adult.

19. I think I could be a rapper but no one believes in me.

20. I got caught stealing from 7-11 in Texas and was subjected to the embarassment of having all the items on display on top of my car while people sat back and laughed.

21. I have several $600 belts but I don't have a car, a bed or a laptop.

22. I sometimes wish I was white so I would be accepted in my social class without the acquirement of material things.

23. I have a tendency to crumble and give up on life when something negative happens.

24. I'm more attracted to a females ability to keep pace with my mental energy than their physical attributes.

25. I spend at least 22 minutes and 30 seconds a day celebrating and sulking in my own pity party with no cake, candles or guest.

**BONUS**
My immaturity hormones and just being a dumb ass prevent me from being in 100% committed relationship.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

KASANOVA INSIGHT 30: KEYS TO MY INSECURTIES

Keys to my Insecurities:
Can't get in
Just lost the keys to my insecurities
Can't get it
With Only one way to get it rite It leaves
So many ways to go wrong
So do I stop?
Cause it feels like I been waiting too long
Humming
The lyrics to eternities song
Equipped wit hidden etiquette
How can my forever be ending
This quick
So I gotta savor every second on the clock
Hiding behind labels
So you only see the face view
What I'm going to do when the lights don't glow the same
Using
My pores stained by the fragrance of not having
My biggest dreams nightmared by my imagining
But, fantasizing isn't having it

Friday, April 10, 2009

Love Is Just A Fairy Tale.

Every time I write ... close your eyes and listen to your heart beat dead ass, It's mad weird..I Don't Know... here it goes.  


I give you my all but it never leaves you satisfied
I showed you things that erased away your virgin eyes
Just cause I ain't make it yet you think I'm not good enough
Go sight seeing... I promise your gonna see
I  am a shooting star that hasn't reached its peak yet
On my way to take it there ...trying to set my future
I could have it all ... but tell me what the price is
I can't sell my soul ... it's priceless
Now, you can't afford patience
It will cost you later
So I right a blank check, hope that you wait there
(Pause)
That's my heart beat
(Pause)
That's My heart beat
(Pause)
Listen to my heart speak
(Pause)
He doesn't even skip beats
(Pause)
When you see my heart think
(Pause)
Swearing, my chest is see through
(Pause)
He beats slow
(Pause)
Yeah, it's just my heart beat
(Pause)
But love is just a fairy tale, 
So you will never hear my heart speak

Kas T.V. Morning Special.

Instructions on how to brush like Kas.
Divide the hair into 8 sections. (Preferably use a soft brush.) 
NO GREASE!
Start off with the top. (Brush 50 times straight)
Then top middle right.  (Brush 50 times straight)
Then the top right. (Brush 50 times straight)
Back right side. (Brush 50 times straight)
Back middle. (Brush 50 times straight)
Back left side. (Brush 50 times straight)
Then Back to the top, top left. (Brush 50 times straight)
Then the top middle left again. (Brush 50 times straight)


Thursday, March 19, 2009

Cabs Are NOT For Black Men!

So have you ever wanted to feel and look like a middle age white man? Dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase? Well, I don't fit the description and never will. While trying to catch a cab on the corner of Fulton and Nostrand I faced the dilemma. No cab driver wanted to stop for me or my friends. Being that my friends had a darker complexion than I, I figured that I'd have better luck. Umm umm ummm...there wasn't a cab around that would pick us up. All though I am proud of my skin color and heritage, I figured out this was the worst time to be a young black man on a Friday night trying to catch a cab. So after waiting trying and failing for 25 minutes we finally met a good samaritan. Then, I realized he was a dick head like everyone else and asked us for the money first. SHAKE MY FUCKIN' HEAD! Are you fucking serious? I paid a thousand dollars just for my coat, you think I am going to just skip a cab fare? So, I finally endured what the entire male black race experiences at one point in their life. All these stereo types and shit sucks, definitely blowing mine. it sucks! So I will go car shopping again tomorrow so I won't be subjected to this IGNORANCE!

Funny Shit

Monday, March 9, 2009

KAS T.V. EPISODE II

Its been a really long time, sorry guys. Hope you guys enjoy Episode II. 
-Editor & Chief
 Souffront



Friday, March 6, 2009

I'm a entertainer at heart, making music, films (love being in front and behind the camera), I must say, my first passion is writing. May it be lyrics poetry or novels, my first novel The Legend of Sean Knight will be done by the July 2009. Not to long ago, I was having a little cypher with the homie Jas ( www.litenbrite.blogspot.com) and we were sharing some of our work which I never write down. (I'm the HOV of poetry. Laugh Out Loud) She says I am her "broseph". 

This was inspired by the expectations that people have, that never seem plausible. I'm 22 and I feel like 30 at times with all the weight of Kelly Price on my shoulders. GEESH!. CAN I LIVE? Who's the dick that seems to set expectations so high? Well, me and Jas just brought a pole. And where going to pole vault right over that wall of expectations and land in the GREEN GRASS OF SUCCESS.

By Kas
If I got paid to say I wish
Then I'd fit in with the rest of them losers on that list
Cause every time I get focused
And put on a little pressure
An obstacle rise before you to try to test ya
I can't figure out how to master the art of perfection
So how come they are disappointed when the outcomes less than expected
I love my life, she's gotta be special
But I'm cheating on her cause every night I'm sleeping with depression
So, she commands her respect by fighting with me
While...
I'm just trying to beat the expiration date on success
And then, they tell me in due time, well my time is due
They ain't letting me in and telling me all exits are final

By Jazmonapolis
If I got paid to say I wish
I'd purchase a light without a broken switch
I'd buy a few more hopes, and hope they'd come true
If not then ill sell some of my soul
J Maybe my happiness, gives up a smile or 2
Every time I get focused
And my backs against the rope,
I can't even buy time because I'm too busy selling these hopes
My store is never closed, the neon OPEN light forever flickers

Monday, March 2, 2009

Introducing Vaso


Defined as royalty in the Greek language, Vaso, an inspiring rapper out of Brooklyn, New York is stepping out of Hip- Hop’s boundaries, and is bringing a new genre to the industry. He started at the age of thirteen, and now eight years later, he is on the road to rich dreams and success . Vaso is not a conscience rapper, nor is he one to get shot and rap about it. Vaso is reaching out to a different audience than most artists, to the young, fly, sexy, flashy, money making, fashionable females. Although Vaso is still an unsigned artist he maintains to keep reaching out and letting his music out there. Just this past Februaury, Vaso did the Cream Team Show in Brooklyn, NY , with BB King, performing his new hit single Gloss featuring the new artist of 2008, Ron Browz. As for Vaso being in the group ,“The Rich Kids” which pertain of BB King, another great up and coming artist and himself, they maintain a slogan, “ You don’t have to be rich at pocket, but you have to be rich at heart”. Vaso’s motivation as to being a rapper, was his older brother who seemed to accomplish everything Vaso wanted to do when he was younger, and Vaso wanted to be better and achieve something along the lines that his brother couldn’t, good music. As of that, Vaso was included in two mixtapes, One Way, The Stallions Ft. BB King, and came out with Independent Mixtape, Surprise. Vaso’s fourth mix tape is coming out soon, Unsigned and Under Rated as well as his Documentary which will be out in May 2009 directed by Kas. (moonshinesessions.blogspot.com) Be on the look out for Vaso and check out myspace.com/vasoflow .

Sunday, March 1, 2009

SIDEKICK III ERA

AS I WAS GOING HOME 2DAY I WITNESSED THE UNTHINKABLE, SOMEONE PROUDLY FLAUNTING A SIDEKICK III. YEA I KNOW, A SIDEKICK III!! (SHAKE MY FUCKIN' HEAD) THEN, 5 MIN LATER, COMES ANOTHER...IT WAS A SIDEKICK 3 WITH THE ABANDONED SIDE PIECES. THE HOLE THING WAS GONE.IT LOOKED LIKE THE ROBOT FROM SHORT CIRCUIT. WHAT IS THIS EPIDEMIC? SIDEKICKS ARE FOR THE USAGE OF TEENAGERS. WE ARE TO OLD FOR SIDEKICKS ANYWAY; WELL, IN MY CASE BEING. BUT, I TOO AM A VICTIM OF THIS SIDEKICK ERA. I'M WRITING THIS IN MY SIDEKICK AS WE SPEAK. SO IN CONCLUSION I WANT TO BAN!!!!! ALL USAGE OF SIDEKICKS IIIs, A LX or AN `08 CAN PASS.

PLEASE & THANK YOU.

Friday, February 13, 2009

My Earth Stood Still

So, it was a regular Thursday morning. I woke up as usual, got ready for the grind & walked to my car. Guess what? (What happened Kas?) My mother fucking aunt took the plates off my car! So, I sat back & reassessed my situation, & I swore, I sat still & watch the earth slowly rotated around me. He pointed his finger at me and laughed; enter the train chronicles. SHAKE MY FUCKING HEAD. I invested over thousands of bucks into this car & paid her monthly bills on it. I got into an argument with her, this is what happens. Being that the car is in her name, she hits me where it hurts. Ain't nothing like a scorned women, even when their 65. SHAKE MY FUCKING HEAD. (Wish you could hear my expression.) But like they say a setback is only a setup for a come up . And now, I am on my way. So in closing my niggas DO NOT let no bitch throw no curve ball in your life.

Kasanova's Insight; Volume I





















You should open up a store and sell dreams.
Once again when I need you most your not there
Your invisible, hand knocking me, damn these concrete stairs of defeat 
That seem to have no end
With an insurmountable task of ascension
My Tear ducts are dry I refuse to cry
But my strength withers & crumbles
Under the pressure
And I fall into failures, trapped with little hope for escape
Suffering first hand,  the power of defeat

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Welcome to Kasanova's Deli!


Hi, Meet Kas, Nice to meet you. How are you? I am fine, and you? Niceeeeee.....Everything is real nice...thanks for coming. I want to start by welcoming you. I am new to this blog thing but I believe that this will be a way that I can reach out. I will bring forth insight, music, soulful thoughts, updates on parties, performances,a little bit about my life and more. I network, I get around, thats what I do.


ANY ASPIRING RAPPERS, SINGERS, WRITERS, DANCERS, DJs, OR ANYBODY LOOKING FOR EXPOSURE, CONTACT ME, KAS && WE WILL HELP PROMOTE YOU, YOUR TALENT, && SO ON. THIS IS WHAT I DO.  KAS TELEVISION IS COMING SOON WITH EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEWS, COMEDY SKETCHES && ME BEING MYSELF. BE PART OF THE MOVEMENT OR WATCH IT PASS YOU. JOIN MY CONGLOMERATE. EMAIL US @ quintessentialkas@gmail.com