Re:Evolution of Love The Track List

This post is for those who have been waiting and for those who purchased the preview album at the Slam tonight. Its also for those who just want to know what I've been doing. Also, this may make me actually put out the full version. We'll call this the rough draft.
1) Intro - What is Love by Denise Music by: J. Truth
2) Love Poem #9 Music by: J. Truth
3) Highlight Music by: J. Truth
4) Silhouette Woman Music by: J. Truth
5) The Motto Music by: S. Carter
6) Fighting Temptation Music by: J. Truth
7) The Feeling Music by: J. Truth
8) Satisfaction Music by: J. Truth
9) Bluz Speaks Music by: J. Truth
10) Stalker Poem
11) Feels Like Music by: J. Truth
12) This is Love by Twint4k Music by: Beats by Jake
13) Sinking 
14) Self Portrait Music by: J. Truth
15) Beauty Music by: J. Truth
16) Thankful Music by: J. Truth

When The Limelight Is Not Enough

New blog, old poem. Enjoy!

We all want our moment in the limelight
Our time to shine,
That point we go from ordinary human beings
to extraordinary human beings
But what about the grind
The come up
The blood, sweat and tears
The sacrifices
The disappointments
The point when giving up seems smarter and safer
Yet we still keep going
Because the limelight's just not enough
We tough out criticism
Appreciate applause
Know the road less traveled is our path
Because the main way is the cause
For the fall of men and women alike whose main flaw was
They only wanted the limelight
They didn't dare to think different
Didn't dare to act different
Didn't care that they were clones
Scarecrows with no heart they just knew they had to get on
False hopes of fulfillment from the shine
But the time has come
Because we are here
To help you see clearly now the bling is gone
No more minstrel show niggas
No more just for show bitches
we deal with the real so if its artificial let it be
And maybe, just maybe
If we push past fears and insecurities
Intooo happiness and our dreams
We will see what it means
When the Limelight's Not Enough

Self - Portrait

Here is my latest video doing a poem:



Hope you enjoy thanks for watching leave a comment.

8 of 30 More Poems for Me

I'm so imprisoned by my feelings I can't escape their hold. They have me under lock and key, unable to express myself truly. So I hold back or better yet censor how I feel in some misguided attempt to protect myself from falling again and possibly looking foolish again. So I maintain that I have no room for love, no time to be loved, No desire to be reacquainted with how it feels to be desired.

I play make believe with other's feelings, believing if I have no feelings, theirs will fade away. I say I'm so faded, jaded by the past, only holding on to it so I won't be forced into an unfamiliar future. Say my issues with love are financial, like I lost a fortunate on a love tip that proved to be nothing more than Cupid's drunken thoughts of how if you tell her, she will notice.

Don't mind me right now, I'm imprisoned by my feelings. Won't allow myself the satisfaction of satisfying needs, addicted to being needed so bad I'm needy. Only to say I don't need you because misery loves company so I take your hand, get you on my level by being everything you say you need only to say I can't be the one to fulfill your desires.

Write my fears in love poems, to hide all I think may make you like my words. My solitude strangles me. I break free of my feelings only to feel the need to go back to them like I'm institutionalized.

I internalize my feelings, express them as passionate poetry, speak plainly so there's no reason to read between the lines. I tell others to believe in the power of love, I'm so hypocritical, put myself in critical condition, like life support will make love easier to bear.

But I'm just a prisoner of my feelings, keep them bottled up like they're in solitary confinement. Trying to expunge myself of them like they are on consignment. Just trying to feel again, knowing that I'm going places but back isn't one of them.

More Poems 7/30

I haven't been as committed to the poems as I should be. Various reasons could be made as to why I haven't kept up well but I won't get into that. I'll just post some poems.

                                                        A Thousand Kisses

I'll kiss you anywhere,
Even there, behind your ear
Listening to your body's desires
Mood music moves inhibitions to the back of our minds
So I'll place kisses down your spine to send messages of lust
Through your neurons
A kiss on your neck, soft enough to represent
The Gentle nature of my intent.

I'll intentionally kiss your lips,
To get a full taste of your sweet embrace
Syncopate my lips to the gyration of your hips
Make me tongue tied, while I suck your lips dry
I can keep up with your pace

I'll kiss your inner thighs,
From back of knee to inner crease
Cause you know how much of a tease I like to be
I'll kiss your gift-bearing hips,
Make this my second favorite place
To the small of your back
Because I like to make you wait

I'll kiss your rib cage,
One for each rib I gave
For us to be made whole
I'll call this your body's appreciation
I'm going to show my dedication for learning your wants
Like the back of my hand

I kiss the back of your hand to represent your royalty
Call you Queen because I am serving thee
So I place kisses at your feet
Run my tongue up your mid-section
Because I know it makes you smile

I'll make sure to make you laugh often
Since you said it turns you on
Like when I caress your breasts

I know I'm supposed to be using my lips but
I can't keep my hands off of you
Lady, I'll kiss your cheeks like we are best friends
Kiss your collar bone to make amends

A kiss to your forehead to signal the night just begins

Yes I'll kiss you anywhere
Especially there
And There

30 Poems, 30 Days - Day 6

Gorgeous look, softly gazing my way

Her eyes melt my ice box, stone-faced barrier

Her smile, reminds me beauty is only skin deep

So I get lost in those soul searching windows

Searching for her truth,

Wondering if she's knowingly doing this to me

Or if it's accidental like an F sharp

In the middle of an E minor chord,

Her theory is undeniable

She still doesn't know,

I still haven't told her she's my dream girl

But somehow we're still here in this moment.

She brushes her hair from her face so gently

I'm wondering if she's doing this to me on purpose

Like my purpose for being is

To be mesmerized by her subtleties

She subtly moves in a direction closer to me

And my breath escapes me

She smells like angels ought to smell

Everything about her is perfect, yet I know she isn't

She moves like the daughter of the wind

And in an instant

She's gone with the wind

Nothing more than a memory

And a reminder

That time waits for no man

So if you're going to do it,

Its best to do it now

30 Poems, 30 Days - Day 5

Beauty Within

I want to make you feel beautiful

Like portraits of the abstract

Like poetry in its purity

Like seeing God in children

Beautiful,

Like stars being aligned,

Your magnetic pull makes my sun

Orbit around your Earth

Causing shifts in my planetary design

Your waves crash

My sea shores reminding me

You're forever engraved

In my memory banks

And you make me rise like high tide

I want you to feel sexy,

Like the way you sip wine

Or how your clothes fit so fine

I want you to feel sexy

Like unspoken lines,

Or the right compliment at the right time

When I say I want to see you naked

I'm not asking you to take your clothes off

Though it is much appreciated

I want you to feel sexy in your vulnerability

Let me caress your self doubt into self affirmation

I want to explore your body's wonderland

Find the buried treasures

That make you feel beautiful

Like chord progressions,

Like love songs,

Like fore play

Let me play for you

Songs that make your heart open

The touch that makes your mind wander

Wondering how I know where you like to be touched

Its kinetic energy

I'm drawn to you like you're my canvas

And I'm your pen

You'll be my greatest work

I'll call you my Starry Night,

Then cut off my ear

If that means you'll feel beautiful

Like portraits of the abstract,

Like poetry in its purity

Like seeing God,

Beautiful

30 days, 30 Poems: Day 4

So I have been writing just don't have internet access at the crib, so this is where my problem lies. But I have poems four through eight that I'm about to post as I haven't done one for today yet. As always, enjoy and feedback is greatly appreciated..

Day 4: A Poem for my Son

If I never say I love you enough, I'm sorry

I know I'm not the man you need me to be

Or the man I know I can be, but I'm with you

I'll never forget you or what you mean to me

So don't let anyone draw conclusions for you

When the storm clouds form & the rain starts to fall

I hope you feel my love in the wind

I hope it carries away those empty feelings

Those lonely feelings

And I know words aren't actions

But don't think they aren't important

So it's important for you to know that I think of you as often as I breathe

And I know I'm not perfect, I won't pretend to be.

I still remember, listen to the sound of the wind

If you can hear it, listen with your heart.

To the whispers that will comfort you,

Just listen, to the howls of the wind,

Let it remind you of a time when everything was peaceful.

I remember, the feelings, all of them

Good and bad, right and wrong,

You will feel them too.

Know that storms come & go but the wind,

The wind moves thoughts & emotions & sends messages

So you are not alone because I'll always be in the wind

Whether its a summer breeze

Or the eye of the storm, thinking of you

Wanting you to learn to move like the wind

Be strong but gentle

Felt but unseen

Known but not understood

Son I just want you to think free, like the wind.

Highlight or Theory, That is the question

So I already wrote this once and because my computer sucks I lost everything I had. With that said, I'm going to keep this part short. Be on the lookout for my artist spotlight with Ms. Dani Cook poet, author, all-around awesome human being and also check out her album Dysfunctional Dysmemberment on either I-Tunes or Amazon (here). This poem was just finished last night thanks to a beautfiul spirit that inspired me. I'm not sure what I want to name this poem but I've narrowed it to either "Highlight" or "Theory" you all can let me know what you think and offer other suggestions. Here goes nothing.

There's something in your eyes

That makes me wanna know your mind

There's something in your mind

That makes me wanna know the time

And place best suited for this race to your heart

You know the one where

I'm wanting to win it over

You want to keep it from being broken

I know at times love gets lost in translation

Though I'm not saying I'm in love with you

But your words flow like water

Out of my mouth

And into existence

See I believe in you faithfully

While technically we haven't met

You've indoctrinated me

So I'll attest to your teachings

Just lie to me like you mean it

Tell me the truth like it will set me free

Let me belive, what I want to believe

Like I believe in your beautiful spirit

Your kind soul

That, smile that puts my whole world on hold

And even though we've never met

Our energies have crossed paths

And I'm a new being

But don't you dare ask me if I'm heaven-sent

And I won't ask if you're from there

You're too truthful to be human

Too humanly beautiful to be angelic

It must be the God in you

Because you know my heart so well

And although I've never physically been in your presence

Whenever I'm mentally in your presence

I feel connected

And the highlight of my day is when I

Step into my train of thought

And you just so happen to be there

One day I'll gather the courage to ask your name

And we can have this conversation in person

That sounds so good,

In theory



Hope you guys enjoy this. Thanks for viewing.

Peace

Morning Service

What's happening good people its been a minute, in any event I am excited to say that I am offering my first spoken word project, Morning Service available to you guys for FREE! You can get it here. So make sure you check it out and send me your comments.

Since this is a digital download I am going to do my album credits and Liner notes here for your viewing pleasure, especially for my music nerds, here goes nothing.

Intro - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions. All words by Kevin "24K" Wearren. Recorded at Bottom Street Studios, Southport, NC by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Mixed by Kevin Wearren

Writer's Block - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions. All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Bottom Street Studios, Southport, NC by Kevin Wearren. Mixed by Kevin Wearren.

A Poet's Dream - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions. All Words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Bottom Street Studios, Southport, NC by Kevin Wearren. Mixed by Kevin Wearren.

Drunken Thoughts - Produced by Allen "Snake" Weaver for U.S.A. All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Bottom Street Studios, Southport, NC by Kevin Wearren. Mixed by Kevin Wearren.

Mama Said - Produced by Jamaal "J-Truth" Cowan for Bottom Street Productions. All Words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC by Jamaal Cowan. Mixed by Jamaal Cowan

For Symone - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions. All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC by Jamaal Cowan. Mixed by Jamaal Cowan.

Communion - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions.

Preach Tonight - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions. All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC by Jamaal Cowan. Mixed by Jamaal Cowan. Preach Tonight contains a sample from "The Preacher" as performed by Bobby Womack. I assume Mr. Womack wrote the song and I hope I don't get sued for this because I have no money and I'm giving this album away for free.

The Emergence - Produced by Jamaal "J-Truth" Cowan for Bottom Street Productions. All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC by Jamaal Cowan. Mixed by Jamaal Cowan.

Whatever It Is - Produced by Kevin "24K" Wearren for Bottom Street Productions. All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC by Jamaal Cowan. Mixed by Jamaal Cowan.

Tru Blue - Produced by Jamaal "J-Truth" Cowan for Bottom Street Productions.

Good Morning, Heartache - All words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan. Recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC. Mixed by Jamaal Cowan.

Its Yours - Produced by Allen "Snake" Weaver for U.S.A. Words by Jamaal "Revolutionary J" Cowan, Allen "Snake" Weaver, Kevin "24K" Wearren and Jamaal "CJ" Byrd-Cowan. Recorded at Bottom Street Studios, Southport, NC. Revolutionary J hook recorded at Mall's Crib, Charlotte, NC. Mixed by Kevin Wearren and Allen Weaver, additional mixing by Jamaal Cowan.


Album cover designed by Kevin Wearren.
Insert designed by Jamaal Cowan, photo taken by Allen Weaver
(c) 2007 All Rights Reserved.

Thanks: First off thanks to God for all things being made possible. Thanks to my parents Howard and Betty for encouraging me and supporting me even when I didn't make the best decisions. Thanks to my big sister Aywanna for encouraging me, supporting me, housing me, being my advisor and even kicking my butt when I need it. Thanks to my big brother Drew for always having my back no matter what. Thanks to Kev for all of the hard work we put in to this and so much more music, we haven't even scraped the tip of the iceberg, but we know what we working on. Thanks to Hammer for giving me the title and executive producing this journey. Thanks to Al for allowing us to vibe with him on so much music, dude you are the truth. Thanks to my Bottom Street cohorts past, present and future. Thanks to my man Steven Carter for giving me my first copy of Fruity Loops which reignited this journey. Thanks to the Concrete Generation for allowing me to get down with y'all early and often. Special shout out to Bluz for putting me on to spoken word I can honestly say you are my mentor. A secondary shout out to Tavis "don't call me Silky" Brunson, though we rag on each other I appreciate you bruh and don't let this go to your head but you're one of my favorite poets. A third special shout out to LaShonda for listening to me at work and pushing me to touch my dreams and make them a reality. Last but not least thanks to everyone that has given me words of encouragement and support my art even when I don't if I forgot you don't worry there is more music on the way.


Look out for new tracks from me and my man 24K in the near future, also I am working on a new spoken word CD, I'll keep you posted.

Peace J