This weekend I had my mind blown at a hip hop mogul’s private gay pride party in the Hollywood Hills. Ya know, just another Saturday afternoon.
I’ve been trying to figure out a way to blog about it without disclosing who this person is, who is, needless to say, big.
The surrupticious Westward excursion was for a bestie’s surprise birthday in Palm Springs, and this was an unexpected detour. In nearby Denver, this same weekend was the largest ever Oneness gathering in the US: 20 Oneness Meditators, over 100 awakened people, many in white, bright and shining up a conference room with blinding Light.
I wasn’t there.
I was being hit on by the (for reals) next Rihanna, while people passed poolside doobies. Big ones. I was the least gangsta person there, and just pretty pleased with myself that I wore my high top sneaks and three levels of gold bracelet bling.
Here’s the remarkable part: just when I thought it was to be (yet another, *sigh*) poolside soiree, we are asked to go into the media room to preview said producer’s new video and said soon-to-be-famous protégée.
And here’s where:
I am blown away.
I am spellbound.
Because not only is the music off-the-hook; a remarkable merging of Beethoven and hip hop, it is the words, based on this producer/artists upcoming book that have me reeling and excitedly talking to him afterwards.
“This reminds me so much of Rumi! Is he an influence of yours?!” Your fave 13th century Persian poet is our conversation. The mogul is sweet, generous and obviously proud, as he should be, but not ostentatious. He uses the words “Oneness,” “Love,” “Universe.”
His metaphors in the video echo our violent fight of ego/mind, as the “lovers” only find peace within themselves against the violence of a cruel world. And again echo Beethoven: “Ever thine, Ever mine, Ever ours.” The eternal capital L love.
This song will most likely be massive. MASSIVE. And these dark corners where light blazes is what turns me on.
I am fascinated by him, I want to sequester him and talk his ear off about this process and his inspiration. He shows me his book, is clearly wildly intelligent, yet at the same time I see that he is just this fantastic (jeez, I wish I could think of a less annoying word) vessel for this expression. As are all great artists. They intrinsically tap into this space of magic that streams through, and as I witness all his success, I can’t help but wonder if it was only to bring him here. To this now.
And to six months from now, when people will be shakin’ it to immortal love and the oneness of all that is, because this guy will influence more peeps in more corners than any one of a dozen uber- positive, green juice swilling, 22 year-old life coaches who are super into hot yoga. (Not that I have anything against 22 year old life coaches, if anything my kale -colored envy wishes I had been so lucky to have found All (capital “A”) so young. Some of my best friends are uber-positive… {fill in the blank}!)
But Beethoven being blasted in clubs from coast to coast? This, this unlikeliest of places is where everyone else gets on board.
The party escalated to more debaucherous levels which is when my friend and I scooted out. I felt blessed by this dose: nothing short of Divine Brilliance and a peek into another side.
“Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life.” ― Ludwig van Beethoven
Boom, Beethoven. Cheers, my new friend… thank you.
