End of the Year - Morning Mouthpiece (Podcast)

End of the Year Morning Mouthpiece 2011 by uncovered3rd

This was the last podcast of the year I just made this morning.
I'm giving some more game as usual..
Please be safe for New Years Eve.

Morning Soundtrack (Dec. 30, 2011)

This song always puts me in the mood of when I first moved to LA. The first time I heard this song was on an AFTA-1 x GAS'D mix tape from July 09. This song is the perfect song to wake up to. I'm a huge fan of music that is atmospheric and airy.


I remember owning this album in the backpack hip-hop stage of my life in college. I was introduced to Fat Jon, of the group, Five Deez in 07, and was a instant fan of the music. This song is an instrumental that puts in the setting of a smoky lounge sitting at a booth having a glass of merlot with the sexy one (she knows who she is).


This song reminds me of growing up and having to decipher which path in life I wanted to travel on. This song always puts me in a great mood. I remember listening to the most obscure music to make myself feel different in college; it's interesting how now indie music is now mainstream. I had someone tell me that my music selection is one-dimensional. She doesn't know me at all.

Morning Soundtrack VII

The first time I heard this song was in 2007 when I first left college. The year after college and joining the "real world" is a hard transition for anyone. At the time, Radiohead was my genesis.




This song right here sums up how I felt for so many years; give it a listen. It's funny listening to songs from a darker period in my life, and how yet in still, I can relate to these songs in a period of my life where I have come to figure out myself. The introspective early twenties of my life shaped the savage I am today.




This song came out my freshman year of high school. I bought this soundtrack in 98; such a great song. This also was a great movie. "At my man funeral, it's like nobody cares/But when police get shot, the Mayor...everybody there..." That lyric by Nas definitely fits for today.

Friday Night

Seven56PM. Oakland, Calif. It's a great feeling to be in my friend's house with other friends enjoying the night. I remember years ago when going out every night was the highlight of my life, but now, since I've found love going out lacks its luster. I feel like socially I have lived in expedited existence while most people my age of 27 look forward to getting semi-comatose drunk, I'd rather sit at home and watch Netflix. The days of my drunken Frank The Tank...

Morning Soundtrack VII

My first time hearing this song was on Saturday at a BBQ. Something about a 90 degree day in October in LA ad hearing a song like this that makes a great day.




Hearing this song first thing in the morning is inspiring. M83 put out one of the best albums of the year in my opinion with "Hurry Up, We're Dreaming." The whole project puts me on a different planet when I hear it; you could completely encompassed in the music. This is definitely one of my favorite albums to come out this year. Do yourself a favor and give it a chance.




In an age when the word, "faggot" has more weight than a white girl rapper saying "nigga" consistently, this song shows how far off our perspective and pride in Black American culture is. In the time of the desensitized sheep, this song will open up your third eye. One week, a young black man is publicly lynched by police and nobody cares, but you will champion a white girl rapper saying "nigga" every other word is jarring to me. I'm surrounded by clones.

Morning Soundtrack VI

This takes me back to college; the first two years were a time of introspection. Sampling "Can U Help Me" by Usher over this cold ass beat = dope. I've always been a sucka for production over a piano bass line.




This is definitely one of my all-time favorite songs. This song defines cool; this song embodies a smooth vibe. This song is as player as it gets.




The reason why I love this song isn't because my favorite rapper of all-time is on it. I love this song because it was sampled by Sting's "Shape of My Heart." I wonder if some artists realize that they're making timeless music at the time they're in the studio. Probably not. A true legend doesn't take themselves too seriously.

HCG Diet - 30 Days

Well, my HCG diet is over. In a matter of 30 days, I lost 35 pounds. I really had no idea that I would lose that much weight that quickly, but I stuck to the protocol and the weight flew off. I'm very pleased with the weight I've lost. I definitely feel a lot better. That's only the beginning though; now, it's time to get in the gym and get that tone I really want. Overall, 30 days was worth it. The next time a lot of people see me, they will notice a big difference.

Morning Soundtrack V

Waking up this morning to Mint Condition is a true blessing. I love this band so much; every time I hear this song it brings me back to being a kid. Even 20 years later, this song has a true effect on me.




Every black child raised from 82-95 knows this song. You can't tell me that your mother, father, aunt, uncle or grandparents didn't play this on repeat. "Breakin' My Heart" by Mint Condition is perfect.




1997. Going into the 8th grade rockin' an Iceberg tee. I definitely remember when this song came on. This is another song that reminds me of my childhood.



All I remember is my Mom playing Brownstone's "From The Bottom Up" cassette tape on repeat for months in her '88 Nissan Stanza when I was a kid. Brownstone was a definite memory in time when R&B singers actually could sing.

Morning Soundtrack IV

This song by Bloc Party takes me back to '06 when it first came out. This song reminds me of exactly what I was going through at the time. A different Kevin Robinson I was....a different mind-frame....a different time.




This reminds me of walking through DC in the winter while I was in college. This song reminds me of walking to class in the snow looking at the deep blue Maryland sky. Good memories....



2006. College Life. Recently, I've been listening to a lot of the bands and artists that I listened to in college. She Wants Revenge was one of those bands that defined certain elements of me at the time; eyes wide open wondering what's next, yet completely nonchalant in my approach to conformity (if that makes any sense). This was around the time I had my revelation and my third eye opened.

HCG Diet (Three Weeks Later)

So I wanted to give an update to how things are going on this HCG diet. Today, makes it 3 weeks that I have been on HCG and I am now 28 pounds lighter. It's amazing how quickly this diet is helping me lose weight. For most of you that know me personally, seeing me after I am done with this diet will trip you out. I have some more poundage I want to drop before I will continue into phase 3 of the diet, but so far, I am elated with the results after only 3 whole weeks. I'm looking forward to getting back in the gym and seeing that toned up body that I used to have in college and will definitely get back soon. When I go home for Thanksgiving next month, I plan to be at my goal weight; but as for now, 28 pounds lighter and I feel a lot better!

Hot October!

96 degrees in the middle of October; I love LA!

Morning Soundtrack III

"Time is getting old...time is over now." A lyric from "Once Upon A Time" by the French group, Air. This song always puts me in such a great mood. I'd recommend you all to get Spotify so you can stream music without having to take up space on your laptop or phone.




Right Here (Human Nature Remix). SWV. All I can simply say about this song is this is my favorite remix of all time; quite simply the best remix I've ever heard. Even after twenty years of its release, this song still has the same impact on me like it did when I was a kid.




This had to be 2006 when this song came out; I remember the first time I heard "The Adventure" by Angels & Airwaves in college and thinking this was a great song.




I remember buying this album on Amazon around '05 or '06. That's when I used to actually purchase albums when I couldn't find them online to bootleg. It was only about 5 bucks anyway, and after hearing this album, I was hooked on this French band, Phoenix.

Morning Soundtrack II

If you have Beats by Dre Studio headphones, then you too like me experience music at a totally different level. "Fantasy" by the xx sounds incredible this morning.



Now, "It Is Not Meant To Be" by Tame Impala plays; an Australian band. This song puts me in the mood of a perfect summer day at the beach just chillin. This song epitomizes a state of utter nirvana. With heavy 60s-rock influence, most of Tame Impala's music is atmospheric and most people would pigeonhole it as "chillwave." I'm definitely not one for labels on good music; I'll just call it that...good music.




It's ironic how I can hear a song and it defines a moment in my life. "Falling By The Wayside" by People in Planes defines exactly how I felt the entire time I was in college. The early twenties of my life were a time of coming of age and trying to find a balance. It was the most introspective period I've had of my life so far. I have went through many phases in my life (high school: white tee and jersey stage, college: Diadora & Express stage, post-college: struggling to deal with bills and having fun) but I've always seemed to champion through whatever I go through. "...it's okay to be safe."




Mr Brightside. Spring Break 2005. The ironic thing about the first time I heard this is I really felt like I was the protagonist in the song; I was Mr Brightside.

HCG (Day 14)

I just wanted to give a short HCG update since as of today it has been two weeks that I've been on the diet. I've lost 23 lbs in 14 days so far; it's been flying off! The next time a lot of you see me, I'll be a lot slimmer.

3rd PR Radio (Episode 14)

3rd PR Radio (Episode 14) by uncovered3rd

Morning Soundtrack

There's nothing like waking up, thanking God for another gorgeous day then reaching for your iPhone to listen to some music. I started the day of with "Time Flies" by Groove Theory; I've been a big fan of Amel Larrieux for years. Seeing not only is she a great singer, but she's also gorgeous.

Then, Thom Yorke's "Harrowdown Hill" came on; this song has always been great to me. Ever since the first time an old college buddy of mine showed the song to me, I've been an instant fan of it.




Now, my favorite song by Coldplay plays; a song entitled "Sparks." The first time I heard this song was as it played in the movie, "The Wedding Crashers." If love had a melodic sound, it would sound like this. Such a great morning!




I was just planning on wrapping up this post until "Standing On The Shore" by Empire of the Sun came on. The first time I heard this song was on a roadtrip headed home from Los Angeles back to the Bay Area. Of course, this was months before I moved to LA. If this song doesn't put you in a great mood, something is horribly wrong with you.

Oh, You Rap...What Else Is New?

Sometimes I lie and bed listening to music while I write whatever comes to mind. One thing that comes to mind is the ridiculous ego that some rappers have. My thing is, "How can you have an ego when you aren't even a public figure?" It's really bad when you are an egotistic maniac of a rapper with no public acclaim yet thrust your belligerence of self-idol worship on people. If you have to keeping telling people how much of a big deal you are, then you obviously are not viable. I really do not like working for arrogant rappers and dealing with their expectations of grandeur and reality of complete delusion. It's been time to find a band, singer, etc. For a long time; sometimes I am over hip-hop.

Expectations/Reality (Podcast)

3rd PR Radio (Episode 13) by uncovered3rd

I forgot to post my latest podcast which I recorded on Friday, September 23rd.
In this episode, I talk about "Expectations/Reality."

HCG

It's another warm September day here in Los Angeles as I type away at this laptop looking for some sort of inspiration in a music world of carbon copies and mundane drones. So, I started on a voyage on Monday; a voyage to lose 30 pounds. It's going pretty well so far; I've lost 9 pounds in 4 days. And no...I'm not sick or doing any drugs. I'm on the HCG diet taking the HCG drops 3x a day and eating mainly chicken, fish and a plethora of vegetables with tons of water. For most to fathom losing up to 30 pounds in 17 days is mind-blowing, but the HCG diet is all the way legit. Drinking a gallon of water a day is something I've always done anyway, so it's not difficult at all. I've never had a problem with sweets; my problem has always been with carbs. I will fuck a pasta dish up in a second as well as some merlot. I had to realize that the source of my excessive weight gain over the years has definitely come from my lack of exercising, bad diet, and excessive drinking. Don't get me wrong; I love tequila and brew, but I had to cut back. It's day 4 on the HCG diet and I am down 9 pounds. By Halloween, I will be down over 30 pounds. Do your research; the HCG diet might work for you as well.

Monday Soundtrack

I've been extremely overwhelmed with the amount of bad music that I've been getting sent and bombarded with as of late, but there has been two bands that I've been listening to as of late. I started my day of in a pretty stressful mood until I purchased the Los Angeles band, Pollyn's album, "This Little Night."





Also, I started listening to Angus and Julia Stone's "Down The Way" album on Spotify. I am truly impressed. It feels good to hear some good music.

Autumn

It's a great time of year; this is the time of year that I love most for the Fall foliage. I love the crispness in the air; I've never been a big fan of the dry, warm air of summer, therefore Fall has always been my favorite time of year. With my birthday of September 22nd being the first day of Fall and the last day of Virgo, I love the transition of seasons. Most people would rather have the clear and extremely warm days of Summer in their favor, but I love the overcast and crisp days of Autumn. Coming into my 27th year of life, God, I am truly thankful to see today.

Morning Mouthpiece (Episode 2)

Back To Me

When I wrote and it was a distinct passion of mine, my life was less chaotic. No meetings. No stress. No business. God, I thank you for uNCovered 3rd, but I believe that I shunned out the one gift You gave me; my writing. No longer will I make myself so accessible to strangers or even the general public. No longer shall I be bombarded by the heavy overbearing weight of social media and emails. I am socially detached and I'm done with this Internet shit. I am a man. Not a robot.

-August 18, 2011

Dear Media....

Dear Media,
You know what's truly interesting is to wake up to a headline from a so-called reputable publication entitled, "Thoughts of a Random of a Black Guy." I gave the editorial a chance and read nothing but dumbass rambles to find this quote,

"We can do anything, whether it be drawing, cooking or smoking crack. We can do it all."

Really? I thought you were supposed to be a reputable major publication that writes awe-inspiring and cutting edge stories; I guess not. With the slew of zip coons and ghetto white girls that you love to dick ride, I guess truly talented hip-hop acts just weren't "cool enough" to be written about in your publication. But, this is not the only publication that writes and has the balls to publish such moronic headlines and features. Look around you; you have publications giving you headlines such as "Kreayshawn Takes A Shit In NYC and Feels Great" or "Tyler The Creator Disses Bruno Mars." Why does this feeble-minded shit even matter when it comes down to the music? I guess writing just incredible music does not matter anymore. Swaggin' is all that matters. What the fuck does "swaggin'" even mean? You know it's sad that I couldn't even show my parents or even grandparents what really is going on in hip-hop right now. Perfect example, how some white girl thinks she can say "nigga" every other word because she's from the ghetto. I don't give a fuck how ghetto or hood or gangsta you think you are, there is no reason that anyone white should openly think it's cool to say the word, "nigga."

The irony of all of this is I'm 26 years old and most people older than me would consider people like Tyler The Creator, Kreayshawn, ASAP Rocky, and every other swag rapper and their moronic fiends of fans a part of my generation. These cats are only 6 years younger than me, but I feel like sometimes when I talk to cats of 20 years old that I am really 46 years old in the mind. There's a huge generation gap between being born in 1984 and being born after 1987. Don't get me wrong, there's plenty of people I know born after 1987 (my interns for examples) that have some common sense and intellect, but for the most part, I find this "crack-baby generation" to be utterly insipid. They have no drive; they have no ambition. I remember in high school if you smoked weed or even popped a few ecstasy pills, it was normal. Taking ecstasy has been something I've never done and won't do, but with those I grew up with, doing ecstasy was the "cool shit" to do. Now, (nine years later after my high school graduation) these kids are on everything! Literally, everything. They do drugs that makes ecstasy and weed look like some kindergarten shit. You know it's bad when doing heroine, acid, codeine, park-insets, cocaine, etc. is normal now. Then, let's not forget that most of these kids would rather text or email you than confront you about something verbally or in-person. The internet generation is also the crack-baby generation (isn't that grand?!). So, being 17 years old listening to your favorite blog rapper holler, "Swag! Swag! Swag!" over a Lex Luger beat (which is merely a Hypnotized mind beat from 1997) while you do your codeine and cocaine is the norm now. Seriously!

Really do, open up your eyes. Look at how police brutality is no longer a every-once in a while occurrence, but now you can see YouTube videos of black and brown brothers being murdered (literally the 21st Century form of lynching) on a weekly basis. But, does anyone care? No. Beyonce being pregnant is more important than the 19 year old in San Francisco being publicly humiliated and murdered for not paying a train fare (Source: YouTube). Watching the season finale of "The Real Housewives of Atlanta" (aka "Groupie Bitches Teaching Young Woman All They Need To Do Is Fuck & Suck Off A Rich Guy To Live Fabolous") is more important than the Palo Alto, California's former police chief blatantly telling the media she told her officers to racial profile Black citizens unlawfully (Source: ABC KGO-TV San Francisco).

The doctrine of the 5 Percenter is true that 85% are sheep, 10% know the truth and use subjective thinking to control the masses while 5% know the truth and use it to control their own subconscious mental state and try to teach those of the 85% to open up their eyes. Please...open up your eyes. What a grand societ to want to start procreating in, isn't it?

3rd PR Radio (Episode 12) - "40 Million Dollar Slaves"

3rd PR Radio (Episode 12) by uncovered3rd

In this episode, I talk about athletes, "The 40 Million Dollar Slaves.

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I Mix What I Like: A Mixtape Manifesto - Dr. Jared A. Ball

So I started reading a book recently entitled, "I Mix What I Like: A Mixtape Manifesto"by Dr. Jared A. Ball. Dr Ball is a professor at Morgan State University in Baltimore, Maryland. The reason why I had started reading the book was because of this HipHopDX book review I had seen on it. I'm only two chapters in and truly impressed; it feels great to finally read a book about hip-hop and its colonization by corporate entities. This view is rarely talked about and I have never seen it in a book before. I would suggest that you go pick up this book by Dr. Ball (even if you do not like hip-hop). As a young black man in America whom owns his own business and thinks for himself, I can say that just within two chapters, "I Mix What I Like: A Mixtape Manifesto" by Dr. Jared A. Ball is making a truly lasting impression on me. Do yourself a favor and purchase this book.

The Beard....

This is the first time that I've written all week; I had a great 5 days in the Bay Area with my family and friends. It's always great to get back home. The last few days in Los Angeles have been ridiculously hot. Wednesday night, it was 79 degrees at midnight! Indian Summer is definitely here. The plans for the weekend are minimal; I'm going to get a haircut in a few hours. Definitely need one! I was thinking about growing my beard back out like I did last Fall, but I don't think so. Who knows; I might get a nice line-up from my barber and decide to keep it. Keeping a nice beard is pretty high maintenance, but it looks decent if you have the face for it. I think that I've been growing mine now for about a month; last year, I grew it out for four months before I decided to cut it low. I think I might keep it. I have a way of going off on tangents in these posts, but hell...it's a blog. That's what blogging is all about at the end of the day....right?

Without The
Beard:



With The Beard:

3rd PR Radio (Episode 11)

3rd PR Radio (Episode 11) by uncovered3rd

Euphoria: Sunday Morning

Sunday morning. 8:48AM PST. Peering out the thick purple curtains of my hotel room at the W overlooking the Bay Area landscape, a marsh land. It's a great feeling to be back home in the place I was raised in. To be amongst family and people who really do care for my well-being is a euphoric feeling. The other night I wrote about the state of nirvana I had felt being here, well that state of nirvana still lives within me now. Getting away from LA for a few days is always a great feeling; the contrast of Nor-Cal and So-Cal is more than night and day and more like New York to North Carolina. You know that you are on the same coast, but the climate definitely has a way of projecting itself on its inhabitants. The hot, stale desert of Los Angeles has a way of personifying the image-over conscious (I know that's not a word) inhabitants that live there. The mountainous, sea breeze and forest climate of the Bay Area causes its citizens to be more like its perfect weather; hot nor cold and go with the flow. It's great to be home.

The American Nightmare

It's sad how the American Dream is actually a delusion. The whole "work hard to progress" is a complete cop-out. Working your ass off to keep your job and possibly receive a dollar raise every year is bullshit. The whole corporate structure is flawed and definitely meant to keep you controlled. You can sit at your cubicle, and kiss your supervisor, Bill's ass all you want asking him if he watched the game last night , but you are nothing more than a disposable entity to the corporate structure. You could work at your job for 30 years and get "let go" and replaced by a college graduate they will hire for $20,000 a year less than you were making. The corporate world is a slippery slope; don't let your comfy manufactured home in a development, your "green-friendly" Prius, and your comfy 401k fool you; your ass can be replaced in a blink of an eye. If you have the ability to work for yourself and support your lifestyle by establishing your own business venture, do so. Follow your dreams; have a damn plan written down. Don't be a corporate slave.

Dear Self...

Why can't I find a band that is even remotely close to the talent of Washed Out? Well...is Washed Out even that talented? All of the rock music that is coming out now is reminiscent of the bands of the 60s (such as King Crimson & Janis Joplin). I swear I feel like Best Coast is a knockoff Janis Joplin and that most of her music sounds exactly the same. Bands like the Friendly Fires (whom lost a band member due to heart failure) or even Phantogram deserve way more acclaim than they are getting now. But, the state of media and journalism isn't really journalism anymore. A true journalist used to be an explorer; a journalist used to excavate through all sorts of music to "break" a new artist or band to the world. But, now most writers (even at major publications) are groupies and dick riders with MacBooks and iPads. There's very few journalists nowadays that have the balls to break a new musical act. Most just follow what other publications are doing; the safe mundane groupie route. It's truly lame and sad when you can look at the blogosphere and see the SAME exact content posted on hundreds and even thousands of blogs. Who has the balls to think for themselves? Not too many....

September

Gotta love gorgeous Bay Area summer nights. I drove home to the Bay to see my family and friends for the weekend. Even at almost 27 years old, there's still no place like home. It feels more comfortable to sleep in the house I was raised in than anywhere else in the world. I sit here watching the stars sprint across the abyss of a sky feeling this sense of...nirvana. No not the band (well...I like them too), but the definition of nirvana being a state of not wanting; a state of being completely content. That's how I feel right now. My father and I had an extremely good dinner at a Japanese grill. It's great to be home. As "Two More Years" by Bloc Party plays in the balance, a slight grin sets in stone across my face. I am blessed...

Dear Autumn...

Dear Autumn,
I have missed you more in the past 12 months; it's a great feeling to know that my birthday begins the Autumn cycle of the year. A lot of people look at Autumn as when things begin to die; I look at it as when things begin to evolve. Leaves begin to turn and evolve, crops begin to harvest and evolve, and people begin to turn and evolve. When someone changes for the better (or even worse) this time of year, remember that it's your time for your metamorphosis as well. I love this change of season from Summer to Autumn more than anytime other time of year because it's the time of the year when you tidy up any bullshit that you have going on in your life. I learned a lot during this month's Mercury Retrograde. It brought be back down to the essential Kevin Robinson; not that brooding, over-bearing stress-laden man so consumed with his work that he forgot about himself. My own personal solace is way more important to me than anything else. I put my working out and my own sanity aside for so long to work on building other people's careers. I am happy to say that that guy has left the building (...such a corny cliche).

Autumn, no matter what they say, you are gorgeous, introspective and my favorite to me. Welcome back.

Morning Mouthpiece (Episode 1)

I just started a different type of podcast to my repertoire more or less on the interactions between men and women. Welcome to the first installment of the "Morning Mouthpiece."

3rd PR Radio (Episode 10)

In this episode, the topic is "Social Media Replacing Social Life."

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Seeing Another Day

Just waking up. The dullness of a Los Angeles 7AM morning creeping through my blinds. Inertia wrestles with me. My eyes heavy; my thirst for water, energy, and ambition awakes. God, I'm thankful to see another beautiful day that You have made.

I wanted to get back in the habit of writing as much as possible. Even if it's just a few sentences. This is an exercise that I used to do everyday while I was in college. I'd sit at my desk in my apartment with my music playing and write whatever came to my mind. I had let my work get in the way of what I really am passionate about, my writing. I definitely need to go pick up another spiral notebook. I've always liked to write in a notebook more than type at a computer. I always wrote my best when I was at my worst. I'd like to go back to reading particular poems, manifestos, etc when I was going through a tough time and see how wild my penmanship would be. Yes...I know. I am strange. So what.

Today. I've finished all of the publicity work that I had planned for the rest of the week. On this great Friday, I will sit here on my balcony and enjoy the day. No more putting work before my own serenity and happiness. I did not realize that I had become exactly what I said I would not become in college, a workaholic. I guess you can say that this month's Mercury Retrograde has opened my eyes up to how dependent I have become of my cell phone, laptop, business, etc. In college, I used to talk about how I'd never let my work consume me, but when you know a business, you have no choice but to become a part of your work. But, somewhere down the line (especially in the last year since my business has tripled), I lost the one thing that kept me afloat for some long, my writing. But...I am back.

Aggressive Behavior (Podcast)

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Fake Empire

When I first started this blog in November of 2006, it was introduced to me by my friend, Kameelah that I should have an outlet that can be read for the public. I remember back then (now, almost 5 years ago) when most people had no idea what a blog was. The initial reason why I began writing on my blog was to have a place to express myself in a way for my readership to understand me and see that writing really is a passion of mine. Now, when most people think of a blog, they initially think of a gossip site or a music site. On the gossip blogs, people like Nicole Bitchie and Perez Hilton are literally taken seriously as "social media moguls" because they gossip about other people's lives. In essence, these new gossip bloggers are no different from that Globe and National Inquirer magazine that you used to see at the checkout counter of your local grocery store.

Then, on the other spectrum of blogging, you have those that call themselves "journalists or writers" because they simply post music videos and songs and put their opinions on the content. From what I understood when I was studying my Journalism minor in college was that a journalist was a researcher and a explorer of finding new information that they had a passion for writing about. You actually had to intern and study to be considered a journalist. You actually had to write for a publication; now, bloggers hold more weight in most people's eyes than actually truly talented journalists. Any douche-bag or groupie (male or female) with a blog can post music and slate themselves as a "writer" when in all actuality they are NOT a writer. They are a fan with a website!

It's become to easy for people to moniker themselves titles now due to the overload of social media. Any club-going groupie can now say she's a "publicist" when all she does is go out every night looking for a rich basketball player as an insurance policy to her whore-ish lifestyle. Putting "PR" next to your name on Twitter, and having a blog or Tumblr page as your "business page" does NOT make you a publicist. It merely makes you a groupie starving for attention.

Having a Instragram account where you take pictures on your cell phone does NOT make you a "photographer."

Putting up shitty high-school film class-esque videos of your friends rapping in front of your Mom's house does NOT make you a "film maker."

...and posting your opinion on a website does NOT make you a "journalist or writer."

Titles are meant to be given to you by others; they are not meant for you to define yourself as. Calling yourself a "mogul, socialite, or a taste maker" on your Twitter or Facebook account because you have a blog and a few club photos is truly absurd. I remember when I was writing for free for local newspapers (San Francisco Chronicle) and websites (Hip Hop Remix - which isn't around anymore), I didn't call myself a "staff writer." I was a freelance writer and just like any other thing in life, you must start mopping the floors before you can own the building. It's sad to see that most people have no sense of hard work or ambition, and it definitely shows within this "Social Media is my Social Life" generation which I like to call the "Crack Baby Era" (which is most people that are socially detached from reality). We are in a period of time where people don't have emotions; they type smiley and sad faces. We are in a period of time where people are so entrapped in their cell phones that they don't look both ways before they cross the street. We are in a period of time where people would rather text, email, Tweet, IM, etc (whatever the fuck) their problems with another human being rather than call them and speak to them to their face.

You know it's sad when real actual photographers, journalists, film makers, etc. are not taken in the same high regard as self-proclaimed internet celebrities. We are the delusional and heavily medicated. We are "...half awake in a fake empire." (a lyric from "Fake Empire by The National).

3rd PR Radio (Episode 9)

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3rd PR Radio (Episode 8)

In this episode, I talk about the upside of owning your own business and the downside of working in the corporate world.

3rd PR Radio (Episode 7)

3rd PR Radio (Episode 7) by uncovered3rd

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30 Days, No Liquor

30 Days...no Liquor...again.
Feels Good.
Making this an annual thing now...

3rd PR Radio (Episode 6)

3rd PR Radio (Episode 6) by uncovered3rd

In this episode, I talk about the importance of follow-through and paying your retainer.

Good Rappers vs. BAD!

Simply some should not rap. PERIOD.

Wonder What's Next....

Wonder What's Next... from Kevin Robinson on Vimeo.

In this episode, I speak on my newly-acquired
"uNCovered 3rd Radio" podcast segments that I do once a week.

uNCovered 3rd PR Radio (Episode 3)

3rd PR Radio (Episode 3) by uncovered3rd


n this episode, I talk about the difference between a journalist and a blogger.

Ask me your questions at: www.formspring.me/uncovered3rd