It never ceases to amaze me how many myriad forms beauty can take.
Masters at play (as at 45:35 and an unexpected overture). Beautiful.
Part 2: My BS Problem
As previously noted, when it comes to addressing my experience with bullshit and personal struggle to reform, "I Can't Get No Satisfaction".
I reflect on my formative years to better understand why striving for honesty is hampered by my default BS behavior and fallback truthiness—the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak I guess—and why the process of unraveling it all remains a fete of escapology.
Part 1: My BS Problem
Over the course of many years in sales, marketing, communications, branding, and (dare I say it?) managing people and being managed, I have come to learn a lot about bullshit. Can smell it a mile off. Depending on the situation I could call it out for what it is or sweep it under the carpet as if it were nothing at all.
I have been criticized for blogging unintelligibly long sentences and stuffing links in my posts like Mohammed Bello Abubakar did his 130 brides. I have since decided on shorter sentences (as a self-imposed discipline rather than kowtowing to advocates of the lowest common denominator and Flesch–Kincaid suck-ups). As for linking, that's another matter.
Sisters Lisa-Kaindé and Naomi Diaz perform under the title Ibeyi. Heavily influenced by Afro-Cuban, Latin-Jazz, and Nigerian beats the duo sings in both English and Yoruba. The name “Ibeyi” translates from the Yoruba word for “twins.”