Sexy I try to be sexy every time I get dressed in the morning. I think threw and outfit it usually reflects my mood or the music I had been listening to the night before night. To me is all part of the life I'm in. The way I look at things. I really do try to look at things with a keen eye. I study, I contemplate the out come the perception. That one might leave on a strangers as he or she enters a room. I have tried t always unintentionally leave and impression. In the tone of my voice. Its deep. Not Barry White more Isaac Hayes.
My ICONS are BAD MF'S! Those cats always left and impression. My voice is much like my Fathers when I speck I can hear his voice He is always with me no matter where I am.
I have had the fortune to visit many a places. I have traveled freely with ease. My work has taken me to places I had never dreamed of going. The top[ of a Glacier in Iceland, The Charles bridge in Prague at night. The Pyramids of Egypt and Mexico the temple at Luxor. Almost drowning in a Cannery Yellow Speedo of Sharm El Sheik. At the remains of the Wall in Berlin. There is a strange energy there. Few places give me a strange feeling. This place did. Palmar Morocco. To see the painting of George Sands at the home of Chopin. The painting was brilliant I was with my Mom. I was about 8 or 9 years old. George Sands was taller than most men I had seen. At least she looked that way in her portrait. My Mother explained a day later, who George Sands was. It seem to make sense to me. Every thing makes more sense when your young. I remember she ware a finely tailored waist coat I think!
My Mom got me use to traveling at an early age. She spent summers abroad with my sister and I. The trip to Spain began in a cream leisure suit. It was the 70s. You had a leisure suit for travel. Clothing packed in duffle bags the green army camp style. It was the way to go. Lean, only take what you'll need and could carry. A sketch book, pencils and some shorts, jeans and tees. It was summer vacation. Summers were the best as the son of a teacher. My Mom studied to get extra credits, She's and intellectual. Just one of the smartest women I know. A women of real guts and style. She recognized early on that I was and artist. She encouraged this. When I turned 18 years old, she took me to the Leather Man in NYC, to buy a pair of leather jeans. The sales men tried to sell the tight jean she was cool but not that cool. I went for the relaxed cut. That she would have to take in at home.
I have the cool Mom. No idea was to far out there. I had many when it came to dressing and style. When I went to collage at the School of Visual Arts I wore gesso splattered black clothing. This was the Jackson Pollock era of styling my self. I worked at Canal Jean Company on Broadway and found antique clothing this really got things going in the right direction. I was visual Director styled the windows and advertising. It is 1984. The world did not end it became very intresting. TThe Music The art having a job. Then I decided to become a ROCK AND ROLLA!
My wife is a stylish women too, a perfect match for me. Sexy an smart.
Back to fashion. Fashion goes hand in hand with my love of Music. I like my music hard fast and guitar based. I like great song writing. A mood that stays with you threw out your life. You can remember the way you felt, what you where wearing when you were listening to a tune in a club. I was a gothic much as I am today. High Goth style. I would call it. For me Halloween was and every day affair.
The 80s were my era of coming into my own. 2010 is a sort of flash back period. I'm up to my old tricks again!
Kevin ROGER CHARLES NEW YORK INC. Stewart
ROCK AND ROLLA
Monday, September 27, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
ESSENCE MAGAZINE A FINAL THOUGHT.
You know this is a dam shame! What was the point of any of this. Now we are absent and we have been robbed as usual. This is just adding fuel to an already burning house and situation. Are we to keep supporting? Are we to take a little more? I say "no". Stop supporting a publication that does not reflect the base. I agree whole hardly with you Michela. With all protest. All measures taken. AFTER OUR CONVERSATION AND GATHERING ON FRIDAY. I SEE ALL POINTS. AND MUST CHOOSE A SIDE, I STAND WITH MY SISTERS. Get your information else where, style we own it, we do not need to get it from a publication that does not hear us. Read the Economist for bussiness news and information, Heart & Soul for well being. The list goes on and on. EBONY, JET, TODAYS BLACK WOMEN, SAVOY WHEN YOU CAN FIND IT, VIBE, UPTOWN ON NEWS STANDS AND AT AIRPORTS NATION WIDE. BLOGERS, WORD OF MOUTH NOT ESSENCE! WAKE UP IT'S A NEW DAY! LETS SUPPORT OUR OWN! BY US FOR US! DON"T WANT US ON THE BUS, THEN WE WALK. DON"T WANT US TO BE PART OF A MAGAZINE READERSHIP, WE WILL READ OTHER MAGAZINES. MOR INCLUSIVE OF US.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
THE ROGER CHARLES NEW YORK MOBILE
The 1967 Lincoln Continental is just about ready for the open road, It's and American Made tank. Suicide doors, W/black leather interior. THE ROGER CHARLES NEW YORK MOBILE! GAS GULPING. Power windows. Eight track player.THE WAY IT WAS MENT TO BE. The paint job White with a sparkle fleck. Like a Cafateria chair. The tiers white walls. This is a ROGER CHARLES NEW YORK RIDE. It Just fits in the garage. Garage parking only when on the road!
Thursday, September 9, 2010
I must mention this
We as Americans have a very short memory and even less knowledge of our own American history. We have become a nation of HATE and FEAR and loathing not all of us just a few fools who scream louder than the rest of us in the majority. This is no different then those who have tried to hijack religions. If memory serves me correctly the KLU KLUX CLAN was a group of Christians. I would call them by todays standard a terrorist organization. They terrorized African Americans. Burned Crosses the symbol of Christianity. They hid behind white sheets. Lynched African American men and castrated some, bombed Churches killed children. All In the name of HATE. Not very Christ like. Yes, we eradicated those extremist. Good overcame evil. As we are doing with those extremist abroad who we are at war with.
This is not to target a Religion or race of people. Those who would hijack a faith, are the problem. Not the majority. Those who would choose to take a stance of HATE against anyone, there is no room or place for this level of ignorance. We are a just people. Not narrow and foolish. Those who choose a political office must be watched with a close eye. We should never let and extremist rob us of our humanity. Or fuel HATE in their speeches.
We terrorized the native Americans and tried to erase a group of people. This today is known as a genocide. We in this country think, what we do not understand are who we should FEAR and loath.
In the eighties we backed the Afghans against the Russians to covertly see the end to the Russian occupation of that country. Then we walked away. (SEE THE: FILM CHARLIE WILSON'S WAR.) We left that country broken and forgotten.We did not build schools or set up and economy. We left only guns and Stinger missiles. Now we are paying for all that in young American lives and billions of dollars which we do not have. Did you know that the US dollar is not backed by gold. President Nixon changed that fact. No one really knows what is in Fort Know. Sterling backs the British Pond, we just print paper with no backing. It is our monopoly money. Plus it is borrowed money from China. As are most things made that we consume.
Rome had time to change cultures this took generations. We are not ROME. Rome fell. Nation building is costly enterprise. Not in keeping with our national interest or the original mission of this Nation.
FEAR
I FEAR nothing and no man. I am and American and African American Man. I choose to live my life and hope that others live there's raising their families in peace. I refuse to think that a few extreemecest represent the entire body of any group of people. I believe in fairness. I'm a cent-race and a student of history. I believe in learning from mistakes and not repeating them. I choose not to be a fool. Or get fooled. Not to FEAR those who are different from my self. As and Americans we are supposed to have the right to practice any faith that we subscribe to. Any and all faiths. This is in the Constitution of the United States. Amendment 1 - Freedom of Religion.
Hate crimes are on the rise. A few think they can again strike with FEAR and kill those who are different then them selves. This is no different from the KLU KLUX CLAN'S vision of an all white America. America will never be that vision. It will be tan. Some want to now turn their hate on Mexican and South American immigrants. Mexican people as I know them, believe in hard work. They cut the lawns hear on Staten Island, cook the food served in most restaurants. They believe in family. Now a few extremist want to use hate crimes against these people. There are more good decent people in this country, never loose site of this. The extreme factions in our midst must be monitored and brought to justice in the most swift manner. With all the tools of law enforcement to bare. This is a matter of national security.
Today someone threw something or broke into a landscapers van on my block and shattered his window. As I was driving up my block, I asked the man was he ok? He had called the police and was waiting. When I returned after taking my daughters to school there were numerous police cars on my block. Was this hate? I'm not sure, but I do know, there is no room for violence against any group of people? This is a matter of human rites and civil rites.
I hear a great deal of FEAR talk in our landscape. Pat Robert's thinks that Muslims are trying to over take his beloved Christianity. He's a radical and an extremist. He a man of God is full of hate. I believe he is suspect and his teachings are dangerous. He speaks to a small number of fools who would side with his FEARS. He may have a great deal to do with inciting "HATE CRIMES" in the name of Christianity. A religion he is hijacking not defending, lets not get it twisted. Those who would say that Jesus Christ was anti Gay. Were they there on the mountain side or at the Sea of Galilee as the man spoke to the gathering? How dare these foolish men speck or take the words of such a man as Christ and twist them. Turning them into words of HATE and in tolerance. These men are suspect a danger to us all. Our values our way of life. I am equality disturbed by the group of Hasidic Jews who stood with this man who wants to be Governor of the great State of New York City. This is extremest behavior. To say this man does not get Gays is an easy pass for him. I say there are no passes to be given. This is an old man and a fool. He is relic of an age of ignorance.
Who have we become America? FEAR is the mind killer. It makes us all small. When people are afraid they are dangerous, violent and intolerant toward any one thinking or different then them selves. This is a similar hysteria that swept Europe and Germany in the 20s and 30s. This is a dangerous path to take citizens.
Kevin Charles Stewart
AKA Steven Philip Tedaldi
This is not to target a Religion or race of people. Those who would hijack a faith, are the problem. Not the majority. Those who would choose to take a stance of HATE against anyone, there is no room or place for this level of ignorance. We are a just people. Not narrow and foolish. Those who choose a political office must be watched with a close eye. We should never let and extremist rob us of our humanity. Or fuel HATE in their speeches.
We terrorized the native Americans and tried to erase a group of people. This today is known as a genocide. We in this country think, what we do not understand are who we should FEAR and loath.
In the eighties we backed the Afghans against the Russians to covertly see the end to the Russian occupation of that country. Then we walked away. (SEE THE: FILM CHARLIE WILSON'S WAR.) We left that country broken and forgotten.We did not build schools or set up and economy. We left only guns and Stinger missiles. Now we are paying for all that in young American lives and billions of dollars which we do not have. Did you know that the US dollar is not backed by gold. President Nixon changed that fact. No one really knows what is in Fort Know. Sterling backs the British Pond, we just print paper with no backing. It is our monopoly money. Plus it is borrowed money from China. As are most things made that we consume.
Rome had time to change cultures this took generations. We are not ROME. Rome fell. Nation building is costly enterprise. Not in keeping with our national interest or the original mission of this Nation.
FEAR
I FEAR nothing and no man. I am and American and African American Man. I choose to live my life and hope that others live there's raising their families in peace. I refuse to think that a few extreemecest represent the entire body of any group of people. I believe in fairness. I'm a cent-race and a student of history. I believe in learning from mistakes and not repeating them. I choose not to be a fool. Or get fooled. Not to FEAR those who are different from my self. As and Americans we are supposed to have the right to practice any faith that we subscribe to. Any and all faiths. This is in the Constitution of the United States. Amendment 1 - Freedom of Religion.
Hate crimes are on the rise. A few think they can again strike with FEAR and kill those who are different then them selves. This is no different from the KLU KLUX CLAN'S vision of an all white America. America will never be that vision. It will be tan. Some want to now turn their hate on Mexican and South American immigrants. Mexican people as I know them, believe in hard work. They cut the lawns hear on Staten Island, cook the food served in most restaurants. They believe in family. Now a few extremist want to use hate crimes against these people. There are more good decent people in this country, never loose site of this. The extreme factions in our midst must be monitored and brought to justice in the most swift manner. With all the tools of law enforcement to bare. This is a matter of national security.
Today someone threw something or broke into a landscapers van on my block and shattered his window. As I was driving up my block, I asked the man was he ok? He had called the police and was waiting. When I returned after taking my daughters to school there were numerous police cars on my block. Was this hate? I'm not sure, but I do know, there is no room for violence against any group of people? This is a matter of human rites and civil rites.
I hear a great deal of FEAR talk in our landscape. Pat Robert's thinks that Muslims are trying to over take his beloved Christianity. He's a radical and an extremist. He a man of God is full of hate. I believe he is suspect and his teachings are dangerous. He speaks to a small number of fools who would side with his FEARS. He may have a great deal to do with inciting "HATE CRIMES" in the name of Christianity. A religion he is hijacking not defending, lets not get it twisted. Those who would say that Jesus Christ was anti Gay. Were they there on the mountain side or at the Sea of Galilee as the man spoke to the gathering? How dare these foolish men speck or take the words of such a man as Christ and twist them. Turning them into words of HATE and in tolerance. These men are suspect a danger to us all. Our values our way of life. I am equality disturbed by the group of Hasidic Jews who stood with this man who wants to be Governor of the great State of New York City. This is extremest behavior. To say this man does not get Gays is an easy pass for him. I say there are no passes to be given. This is an old man and a fool. He is relic of an age of ignorance.
Who have we become America? FEAR is the mind killer. It makes us all small. When people are afraid they are dangerous, violent and intolerant toward any one thinking or different then them selves. This is a similar hysteria that swept Europe and Germany in the 20s and 30s. This is a dangerous path to take citizens.
Kevin Charles Stewart
AKA Steven Philip Tedaldi
Friday, September 3, 2010
I've seen things.: The Church?
I've seen things.: The Church?: "The church is out of control. What happened to love for all and all raw welcomed the supposed core values of faith. These are to be universa..."
The Church?
The church is out of control. What happened to love for all and all raw welcomed the supposed core values of faith. These are to be universal core values. How should decide if someone is welcomed at a PTA meeting or Who is to attend school and pay for that attendance? A Catholic school turned away a same sex couple and there young daughter. What going on? Has the church decided it needs no more for paying students to pay for their fine education? This child is suffering because of who is raising and loving her.
Are we to let this kind of narrow focus to stand? I say "no." No justice no piece? How does this go on in 2010? How can we allow this to stand? The folks The two women in question are raised Christians. The they value the church and its place in a life. They thought this was a place in line with they're thinking and faith. With the truth now known. It is not. This one parish or school. It is a place of exclusion. And slant headed in its thinking. We are better then this people. Have the agents of evil, taken over, gaining ground while we are busy with our lives. I think not!
I attended Catholic school for 7th and 8th grade. Immaculate Conception in Staten Island, New York. A small school with a nice church next door. They took my mothers money every month, but forbid me to take communion. A wafer, blessed by a man. A MAN! Who wears a black suit and has now, some of them cost the Church much needed funds. Schools are closing sold off, turning in to other places of education. Policies ruin a good thing. Narrow mindedness will cause great flux. With irreversible effects. With that said, I believe in the original message and some of the values. As long as it is inclusive, fair and tolerant.
This kind of action is none of the above? Who makes this kind of decision? Who decides who receives a Christian education? What would Christ say? Or any of the writers of the good books? Man should not interpret what needs to be done. We have not the wisdom or the full knowledge of the effects of our actions.
Kevin Charles Stewart
Are we to let this kind of narrow focus to stand? I say "no." No justice no piece? How does this go on in 2010? How can we allow this to stand? The folks The two women in question are raised Christians. The they value the church and its place in a life. They thought this was a place in line with they're thinking and faith. With the truth now known. It is not. This one parish or school. It is a place of exclusion. And slant headed in its thinking. We are better then this people. Have the agents of evil, taken over, gaining ground while we are busy with our lives. I think not!
I attended Catholic school for 7th and 8th grade. Immaculate Conception in Staten Island, New York. A small school with a nice church next door. They took my mothers money every month, but forbid me to take communion. A wafer, blessed by a man. A MAN! Who wears a black suit and has now, some of them cost the Church much needed funds. Schools are closing sold off, turning in to other places of education. Policies ruin a good thing. Narrow mindedness will cause great flux. With irreversible effects. With that said, I believe in the original message and some of the values. As long as it is inclusive, fair and tolerant.
This kind of action is none of the above? Who makes this kind of decision? Who decides who receives a Christian education? What would Christ say? Or any of the writers of the good books? Man should not interpret what needs to be done. We have not the wisdom or the full knowledge of the effects of our actions.
Kevin Charles Stewart
Saturday, August 28, 2010
A few of my new songs I will perform at CARGO on September 20th 9Pm in Staten Island New York..
"1885"
If memory serves me correctly
We met during
the gold rush
in late
"1885"
I admit
I looked
hungry
I was worn out inside
Lean as I was
I shared all I had
while you whispered
bitter-sweet poison
in my ear
My Honeypot
I'm a taker
Drawn in like a moth to the flame.
You said
you we're just
passing threw
But, for the right price
You might stay a while.
If my memory serves me correctly
You had talent
and weaved
a wicked and
twisted lie
It is late in the summer
of 1885
In the heat of summer
like honey dripping in my ear
I open wide
to swallow you hole
Straight with no chaser
Cause
I like you
in that special
way
I eat you the way you like
the way you taught me
in the hot summer of
1885
You ask me
what have you got man
well
what do you need?
of-course
we never could agree
you just want to much
To Hell with you
They'll be nothing
Left for me.
Like a good thief you slipped under my skin
you stealing beauty
The heart like crown you crafted
I wore in our kingdom
In this kingdom of pain
I tried to keep my wits about me
but, you always took
The upper hand.
I tried to stay focused and steady
I'll be
forever yours
Still
You had the upper hand.
On that cold morning
I packed my grip
To say so long and good by.
But You talked me into staying
time and
Time again.
Why?
I'm a fool for your affections
you're a weed in my life
You've taken over my garden
And the whole of my life
Soil that was once fertile
Is now a barren wasteland
my lover my
my pet
my friend
Release me
lover
my pet
my friend
You open my collar
to see who's shirt I wear
I can't cut you back
lover
for us
You have a different set of plans.
I'm just after all
A willing vic
I'm the coffin head
in your hands
Show me
the color of your faith
Show me the color of your faith
show me
the true you
my lover
my pet
my friend
I Never turn
my back, never, I never
Give the right hand
what the left can't stand
I never
I never could lead you down the wrong path.
or try
to break you
Or make you
understand
I always
try to do what's right
Standing alone on the beach smelling the earth the sea and sand
keeping my mind
on what is right
Convincing my self
That I'm right.
I'm with you because
I love
Your maturity
The way you make me feel
The way you tell me
secrets
letting me
crawl
knee deep inside
your sex
your passion
just be mine
only mine
let me be your man
let me be your man
let me be your man
I'll go to the end of the known universe and always come back
to be your lover
you're only man
No mater how you treat me I'm your man
Sing me a song
Day in
day out
there always the same
spoils go to the victor
I said that was find
It's all for the taking with your sole and mine.
With a price thats is heavy
a life time to pay it down. The man at the gate said to get back in line and wait you turn
I thought you said, you called a head and We would not
Not have to wait. Here we are in purgatory with Moses
and the rest of those poor soles and shiftless sons of bitches'
You see
lucifers is a waiting
And there's
A man at the toll. Pay the one time fee
my son
And never get old.
I like the sound
of that
It's music to my ears.
The soft song of sirens
their beauty I did
we tried
to steal
Sing me a a song of love and painful joy
Sing me a a song
of love lost
pain, lust and some time
joy
Sing me a song
my Harpy
Of
pain and lust
sing me a song
Of pain
lust and joy
Sing me a song
Of
pain lust and joy
sing me a song
sing me a song
sing me a song
sing me a song
About a love gone wrong
No time for tears
The Circus is a coming to town.
No time for tears
or long face frowns
The Circus is a coming to town.
The Circus is a coming to town.
The Circus is a coming to town.
No time for tears
or long face frowns
Gather your young folk round
and bring them down
Come close
young Ins
and gather around
we driving stakes
in the ground
Ya The Circus is a coming to town.
All this love
in
this happy place
no time for sadness
or long face frowns
The circus is a coming to town
take a seat beneath the in the
big top
in the round
The circus is a coming to town
The Circus is a coming to town
The circus is a coming to town
raising
tents at dawn
we're driving our stakes
In the ground.
No time for tears or long face frowns
Were moving from town to town
entertaining folks
in the front row
center in the big top
in your town
The circus is a coming to town. The circus is a coming to town. The circus is a coming to town
The circus is a coming to town
#4
I want you to know
that I need you
Like a moth to the flame
I need you in the same way.
I want you to know
That I need you.
I want you I want to feel the burn the sting of your love
Forever and always. The urge I can't ignore t
he feeling of wanting
the felling is strong this feeling
Is so so strong.
I never loved a women before
I'm a quite man filed with emotions
my passion is true
My desire runs deep. Like the oceans below,
you know the debts
That I will go.
I just want you to know
That I need you.
Heaven help me for wanting
Wanting you too much
Wanting you so much
I taste you
smell your essence everywhere
all the time
No matter
the time or place
I want you to know I need you
love you
I'm in love with you
Only you.
I'm Sick
of being week in your eyes
soft in your clutches
And your wicked beguile.
Wicked you are longing
I may be week and twisted
I dance threw the halls of your passions
Your embrace a sweet smile.
For ever in love
I'm your prisoner
take me break
me
Make me yours.
I just want you to know that I need only you.
I want you to know
that I need
that I
That I long for your touch.
Words by
Stephano Tedaldi
If memory serves me correctly
We met during
the gold rush
in late
"1885"
I admit
I looked
hungry
I was worn out inside
Lean as I was
I shared all I had
while you whispered
bitter-sweet poison
in my ear
My Honeypot
I'm a taker
Drawn in like a moth to the flame.
You said
you we're just
passing threw
But, for the right price
You might stay a while.
If my memory serves me correctly
You had talent
and weaved
a wicked and
twisted lie
It is late in the summer
of 1885
In the heat of summer
like honey dripping in my ear
I open wide
to swallow you hole
Straight with no chaser
Cause
I like you
in that special
way
I eat you the way you like
the way you taught me
in the hot summer of
1885
You ask me
what have you got man
well
what do you need?
of-course
we never could agree
you just want to much
To Hell with you
They'll be nothing
Left for me.
Like a good thief you slipped under my skin
you stealing beauty
The heart like crown you crafted
I wore in our kingdom
In this kingdom of pain
I tried to keep my wits about me
but, you always took
The upper hand.
I tried to stay focused and steady
I'll be
forever yours
Still
You had the upper hand.
On that cold morning
I packed my grip
To say so long and good by.
But You talked me into staying
time and
Time again.
Why?
I'm a fool for your affections
you're a weed in my life
You've taken over my garden
And the whole of my life
Soil that was once fertile
Is now a barren wasteland
my lover my
my pet
my friend
Release me
lover
my pet
my friend
You open my collar
to see who's shirt I wear
I can't cut you back
lover
for us
You have a different set of plans.
I'm just after all
A willing vic
I'm the coffin head
in your hands
Show me
the color of your faith
Show me the color of your faith
show me
the true you
my lover
my pet
my friend
I Never turn
my back, never, I never
Give the right hand
what the left can't stand
I never
I never could lead you down the wrong path.
or try
to break you
Or make you
understand
I always
try to do what's right
Standing alone on the beach smelling the earth the sea and sand
keeping my mind
on what is right
Convincing my self
That I'm right.
I'm with you because
I love
Your maturity
The way you make me feel
The way you tell me
secrets
letting me
crawl
knee deep inside
your sex
your passion
just be mine
only mine
let me be your man
let me be your man
let me be your man
I'll go to the end of the known universe and always come back
to be your lover
you're only man
No mater how you treat me I'm your man
Sing me a song
Day in
day out
there always the same
spoils go to the victor
I said that was find
It's all for the taking with your sole and mine.
With a price thats is heavy
a life time to pay it down. The man at the gate said to get back in line and wait you turn
I thought you said, you called a head and We would not
Not have to wait. Here we are in purgatory with Moses
and the rest of those poor soles and shiftless sons of bitches'
You see
lucifers is a waiting
And there's
A man at the toll. Pay the one time fee
my son
And never get old.
I like the sound
of that
It's music to my ears.
The soft song of sirens
their beauty I did
we tried
to steal
Sing me a a song of love and painful joy
Sing me a a song
of love lost
pain, lust and some time
joy
Sing me a song
my Harpy
Of
pain and lust
sing me a song
Of pain
lust and joy
Sing me a song
Of
pain lust and joy
sing me a song
sing me a song
sing me a song
sing me a song
About a love gone wrong
No time for tears
The Circus is a coming to town.
No time for tears
or long face frowns
The Circus is a coming to town.
The Circus is a coming to town.
The Circus is a coming to town.
No time for tears
or long face frowns
Gather your young folk round
and bring them down
Come close
young Ins
and gather around
we driving stakes
in the ground
Ya The Circus is a coming to town.
All this love
in
this happy place
no time for sadness
or long face frowns
The circus is a coming to town
take a seat beneath the in the
big top
in the round
The circus is a coming to town
The Circus is a coming to town
The circus is a coming to town
raising
tents at dawn
we're driving our stakes
In the ground.
No time for tears or long face frowns
Were moving from town to town
entertaining folks
in the front row
center in the big top
in your town
The circus is a coming to town. The circus is a coming to town. The circus is a coming to town
The circus is a coming to town
#4
I want you to know
that I need you
Like a moth to the flame
I need you in the same way.
I want you to know
That I need you.
I want you I want to feel the burn the sting of your love
Forever and always. The urge I can't ignore t
he feeling of wanting
the felling is strong this feeling
Is so so strong.
I never loved a women before
I'm a quite man filed with emotions
my passion is true
My desire runs deep. Like the oceans below,
you know the debts
That I will go.
I just want you to know
That I need you.
Heaven help me for wanting
Wanting you too much
Wanting you so much
I taste you
smell your essence everywhere
all the time
No matter
the time or place
I want you to know I need you
love you
I'm in love with you
Only you.
I'm Sick
of being week in your eyes
soft in your clutches
And your wicked beguile.
Wicked you are longing
I may be week and twisted
I dance threw the halls of your passions
Your embrace a sweet smile.
For ever in love
I'm your prisoner
take me break
me
Make me yours.
I just want you to know that I need only you.
I want you to know
that I need
that I
That I long for your touch.
Words by
Stephano Tedaldi
I've seen things.: TODAY IS THE DAY IT ALL ENDS!
I've seen things.: TODAY IS THE DAY IT ALL ENDS!: "I just realized that I do not know were the name Stewart came from. There is no Grandfather with that name. What a scam, all the years of ..."
TODAY IS THE DAY IT ALL ENDS!
I just realized that I do not know were the name Stewart came from. There is no Grandfather with that name. What a scam, all the years of being called Stewart. My name is not Stewart, it's X. What a complete scam. A name really has no purpose, it's just a verbal label, so that we don't grunt or say no name when addressed.. What the fool? Who the hell am I? Who are? What part of the game is this. What trickery is this?
My wife calls me Steve. I will take her name Tedaldi. My name will be Stefano Tedaldi. Why not? Stewart is not my name. It's a matter of changing my name from my allis. No harm in that. The credit cards, the phone bill, all will be changed.
We in the Americas have many different linages, some we know others we have no idea. I have MS Multiple Sclerosis. It is a decease that plagues those of Northern European decent. Because I am not Zulu Mesa. I have to now look at my blood line and it is unknown. I am a man walking the Earth, with only the future to look to. The past is a mystery, with no road map in the family chest. The future is unwritten only the present is our reality for the moment. I feel no sense of foul play all eyes were opened. What was done is done? Now I'm in control of the game. Now I'm the dealer with the perfect hand.
Alined with IMSCO as a member. WE ARE PART OF 500 MILLION WANDERING THE PLANET. WE ARE IN EXILE FROM OUR BIRTH RITE. WE AT IMSCO ARE MAKING THIS WRONG RIGHT. THIS IS A MATTER OF HUMAN RITES. OUR HUMAN RITES-Kevin Stewart shared a link. IMSCO - International Multiracial Shared Cultural Organizationwww.imscoglobal.orgIMSCO/UN/NG...
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I am more awake and alive today than ever before. This Brother is on a mission seeking the truth, I am no longer buying the bull chips that have crippled our people in this strange land. We are part of a larger community in exile.
The African Diaspora over 500 million of us around the world.
We have a mission. It is of the utmost importance. It may be the single most important issue of our lives. We are in the drivers seat my Brother and Sisters of the human race. The road is wide and clear… No man stands in the way of our resolve. It is unshakable.
"By any means necessary". We will no longer be crippled and live without taking action. This will be accomplished, with all in the human race in mind. It is a matter of human rights! The most important right we all have and should defend at any cost.
500 Million strong!
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www.maninthemirrormovie.co
Best,
Your Brother, Kevin Charles Stewart
AKA Steven Tedaldi
AKA Steven Tedaldi
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Making music
After a long period away I am making music again. The last time was in 1984. We had a recording deal with 109 St Marks. We lost that deal due to my best friend and partner. He could not seem to make rehearsal. I was put off to playing after that disappointing event. I had planed to be a rock star. I could taste Now I'm preparing to do a solo show. Just Kevin and my twelve string guitar. I have the bug again and a lot to say. I'm hungry. I want to get back on the road with guitar in hand. I plan to dress the part. Folks are coming to see a shoe thats is what they'll get. That is what I'll serve up.
My twin daughter ages 11 also play guitar and piano. There is music in our home. I'm inspired. I feel 20 years old again. I'm in great shape physically. My voice is strong. The push ups have given me arms again. I'm thinking of a new tattoo to add to the four I already have. I want to get the folks watching off. The song are murderers ballets. Subjects range from love gone wrong, life, lust, passion and unfulfilled desire. It seems to come easy this time around. The songs writing I mean. I have a lot to say! Many stories to tell.
The show will be at CARGO in Staten Island on Bay Street close to the Ferry on the Staten Island side. Take the ferry, come out and check out the show! September 20th. I'll go on at about 9:00. It will be an early evening. My girls have school in the morning.
Kevin Charles Stewart
My twin daughter ages 11 also play guitar and piano. There is music in our home. I'm inspired. I feel 20 years old again. I'm in great shape physically. My voice is strong. The push ups have given me arms again. I'm thinking of a new tattoo to add to the four I already have. I want to get the folks watching off. The song are murderers ballets. Subjects range from love gone wrong, life, lust, passion and unfulfilled desire. It seems to come easy this time around. The songs writing I mean. I have a lot to say! Many stories to tell.
The show will be at CARGO in Staten Island on Bay Street close to the Ferry on the Staten Island side. Take the ferry, come out and check out the show! September 20th. I'll go on at about 9:00. It will be an early evening. My girls have school in the morning.
Kevin Charles Stewart
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
I've seen things.: START AND STOP
I've seen things.: START AND STOP: "Sometimes in life there is a start and the you stop. I have used this exercised on many occasions. Start a film script revisit it three year..."
START AND STOP
Sometimes in life there is a start and the you stop. I have used this exercised on many occasions. Start a film script revisit it three years later and finish it. This is my and adventure story. This is my baby. Frank tells me "I must get this to film for my children". I agree it is my best idea to date. It is fully realized. It is very important to me. As all my creations are. It just took time. Time to start and stop. I had a lot to get off my chest.
Start a script in 1991. Begin to make costumes and have wigs made by BOB KELLY. I had to go to the source. No imitation would do. I had to have my things made to measure.
My shoes are made by Mc greedy and Co. a fine horse riding boot maker. My shoes are 4 inches longer than my size 10 and I can walk in them the where made for only me to wear. A white GUCCI loafer. A Pair of black and white SPECTATORS and a black BROUGE. My shoes are amazing! A visual treat. My costumes by PAUL SMITH AND DRES VAN NOTON WITH A BIT OF WESTERN STYLING, FRINGE AND SUEDE. I'M BEAUTIFUL WITH MAKE UP PERFECT FLAWLESS BY MY OWN DESIGN.
I PLAY ALL THREE CHARACTERS IN THIS SHORT AND BEAUTIFUL STORY.
Next I will be photographed and dissected by Photographers TONY WARD, PABLO AUGURAL And all the other Photographers I have worked with. I feet it is time to share my self and my creations.
KEVIN CHRLES STEWART
WED.
Start a script in 1991. Begin to make costumes and have wigs made by BOB KELLY. I had to go to the source. No imitation would do. I had to have my things made to measure.
My shoes are made by Mc greedy and Co. a fine horse riding boot maker. My shoes are 4 inches longer than my size 10 and I can walk in them the where made for only me to wear. A white GUCCI loafer. A Pair of black and white SPECTATORS and a black BROUGE. My shoes are amazing! A visual treat. My costumes by PAUL SMITH AND DRES VAN NOTON WITH A BIT OF WESTERN STYLING, FRINGE AND SUEDE. I'M BEAUTIFUL WITH MAKE UP PERFECT FLAWLESS BY MY OWN DESIGN.
I PLAY ALL THREE CHARACTERS IN THIS SHORT AND BEAUTIFUL STORY.
Next I will be photographed and dissected by Photographers TONY WARD, PABLO AUGURAL And all the other Photographers I have worked with. I feet it is time to share my self and my creations.
KEVIN CHRLES STEWART
WED.
Monday, August 16, 2010
My friend Frank
It's rare in life when your just minding your business sitting at a bar having coffee. At another time in the past I would have bellyed up to the bar, cocktail in hand, But I've not rolled that way in a few years. Frank was siting next to me at the bar. He's a wine man. I think it was white. Anyway we started up a conversation about business, shirt making, life, family and the state of African Americans and those threw out the global Despora. This conversation lasted about two and half hours. We agreed to meet a gain. We have for over two years now. Frank is a rare person. He is self made man. Aveteran of Vietnam a film Director, writer and has acted in his own film and worked in European cinema. He was the Assistant Director on the film Hello Dolly. I found this out today, as we were storeing some of his many personal photographs.
SEE http://www.maninthemirrormovie.com/main.html
He's traveled extensively threw out our home continent. Frank has lived a few lives within the one he is living. He has been photographed and new Rosa Parks. Dignitaries and diplomates, to name a few he has known.
The conversation grabbed me or was it, What I had been thinking about or many years… I wondered about the crossing to this strange land and wondered can you ever go home? I never could understand how we could sing in this strange land? I knew there was a hole lot more to the picture. I also new I had to do more my self.
I was in the process of finishing my first script for TV. Frank knew exactly were I was coming from. He said, I must finish it and get it made for my children and generations to come.
Like myself he is and artist. A man for all seasons. I had thought of my self in the same way. I was maturing finally. I could see the road a head. Without all the noise I had endured for years. I am no longer distracted. by my self or others.
So Frank and I continue our long talks and combine forces. To gain back what has been stolen and lost threw out the eons. It's only and ocean away. It belongs to us. We need only take a stand and take ownership of our birth right. It is a matter of our Human Rights. IMSCO Please visit and register. Kenya has agreed to dual citizen ship for thoes in the African Diaspora. 500 million of us are in excile around the globe. You and me. My Brothers and Sisters.. We now will be counted and have a seat at the table. Africa is our home land. We African people now are in a position to gain back the wealth lost. We gave up no birth rite when we were sent into excile across the globe..
Kevin Charles Stewart
SEE http://www.maninthemirrormovie.com/main.html
He's traveled extensively threw out our home continent. Frank has lived a few lives within the one he is living. He has been photographed and new Rosa Parks. Dignitaries and diplomates, to name a few he has known.
The conversation grabbed me or was it, What I had been thinking about or many years… I wondered about the crossing to this strange land and wondered can you ever go home? I never could understand how we could sing in this strange land? I knew there was a hole lot more to the picture. I also new I had to do more my self.
I was in the process of finishing my first script for TV. Frank knew exactly were I was coming from. He said, I must finish it and get it made for my children and generations to come.
Like myself he is and artist. A man for all seasons. I had thought of my self in the same way. I was maturing finally. I could see the road a head. Without all the noise I had endured for years. I am no longer distracted. by my self or others.
So Frank and I continue our long talks and combine forces. To gain back what has been stolen and lost threw out the eons. It's only and ocean away. It belongs to us. We need only take a stand and take ownership of our birth right. It is a matter of our Human Rights. IMSCO Please visit and register. Kenya has agreed to dual citizen ship for thoes in the African Diaspora. 500 million of us are in excile around the globe. You and me. My Brothers and Sisters.. We now will be counted and have a seat at the table. Africa is our home land. We African people now are in a position to gain back the wealth lost. We gave up no birth rite when we were sent into excile across the globe..
IMSCO/UN/NGO serves as an "International Co-Development Union, (ICDU) (R)" to promote indigenous and Diaspora entrepreneurs skilled and unskilled workers rights
Kevin Charles Stewart
Sunday, August 15, 2010
This is rather important! Have a read and pass along.
Kevin Stewart http://www.facebook.com/pages/International-Multiracial-Shared-Cultural-Organization-IMSCO/111624498850413?ref=ts
Please sign up, many of us over 15 million of us are in the Diaspora around the world. We have been displaced for over 400 + years. This is a way to put all the pieces back together. We may never get back, but we can reconnect to the wealth of our home continent. There is a great deal to be done much of the heavy lifting has been already done. Sign up now. This may be one of the most important things to witness and be a part of in our life time.
International Multiracial Shared Cultural Organization-IMSCO IMSCO aims to link opportunities through education and culture to help promote equal rights in political awareness, resource sharing and co-development projects to help end poverty and injustice to promote the United Nations Millennium Development goals.
http://www.africaninheritance.com/
The African Inheritance Foundation - Home
www.africaninheritance.com
Please sign up, many of us over 15 million of us are in the Diaspora around the world. We have been displaced for over 400 + years. This is a way to put all the pieces back together. We may never get back, but we can reconnect to the wealth of our home continent. There is a great deal to be done much of the heavy lifting has been already done. Sign up now. This may be one of the most important things to witness and be a part of in our life time.
International Multiracial Shared Cultural Organization-IMSCO IMSCO aims to link opportunities through education and culture to help promote equal rights in political awareness, resource sharing and co-development projects to help end poverty and injustice to promote the United Nations Millennium Development goals.
http://www.africaninheritance.com/
The African Inheritance Foundation - Home
www.africaninheritance.com
Thursday, August 12, 2010
ESSENCE MAGAZINE A FINAL THOUGHT.
I have really tried to not say much on the subject but feel I must to set the record straight. We as African Americans have been almost shut out of the Fashion Publishing this is true. I have held the post of Fashion Director of DETAILS MAGAZINE, A CONDE NAST PUBLICATION IN THE EARLY 90s. I may have been the first black male to hold a position of this type at a Conde' Nast Publication. I worked for DETAILS twice first as Market Editor covering the Domestic and European Markets. I traveled to the European Men's Shows twice a year to Milan and Paris were I represented DETAILS as FASHION DIRECTOR. This was diversity on the part of a long standing all white corporation. I must add only Andrea Leon Tally at Vogue held a higher position in the company. I'm telling my story because, we have strived to gained a seat at the fashion table in NYC. I have been very fortunate to do what I love to do in the United States. I would be terribly wrong to not wish this young women and ESSENCE continued success. I support Angela Burt Murray's decision. I disagree with the backwards racism that some have been talking up lately. If this same thinking had been applied to my career I would have not had the opportunity to be Fashion Director of DETAILS MAGAZINE. I would have not gone on to launch GEAR MAGAZINE with Bob Guccione Jr. I would have not been given these opportunities, if these companies had been fair equal opportunity employers could not look past the color of my skin and not look to my talent.
We have to grow in our thinking ESSENCE is owned by a white corporation TIME INC. We no longer own the Magazine as it celebrates its 40th aniversety. I applaud the Magazine and it's leadership.
ESSENCE MAGAZINE has shown this same spirit of diversity we have always wanted. Fairplay for all.
The position held by there new Fashion Director is yes one of the few spots to have in the United States. I also held this position in 2006. I was the only black male to hold that position. I was hand picked by Susan Taylor. At the time of my joining ESSENCE MAGAZINE, I was asked did I think I was qualified to communicate Fashion trends to African American Women? My answer: yes, because I have good taste and a keen sense of aesthetics. I like a nice dress as much as the next man.
I do find it very strange that I was not asked by CNN, CNBC, GOOD MORNING AMERICA or other media outlets if I felt the show of diversity by ESSENCE was a good thing. I asked Michaela Angela Davis was I forgotten in this history and timeline of ESSENCE MAGAZINE? She wrote to me that this was a BLACK WOMENS ISSUE. So I guess my contribution in all of that history did not count. They had shown diversity in the past, why was this a problem in 2010?
I have enjoyed the spirited conversation that this has caused. It is healthy for us to check our selves and not be the bad guys on this topic. We as AFRICAN AMERICANS have not been treated, in the same spirit of fairness or diversity in the past. Let us never forget this fact or behave that way.
KEVIN CHARLES STEWART
We have to grow in our thinking ESSENCE is owned by a white corporation TIME INC. We no longer own the Magazine as it celebrates its 40th aniversety. I applaud the Magazine and it's leadership.
ESSENCE MAGAZINE has shown this same spirit of diversity we have always wanted. Fairplay for all.
The position held by there new Fashion Director is yes one of the few spots to have in the United States. I also held this position in 2006. I was the only black male to hold that position. I was hand picked by Susan Taylor. At the time of my joining ESSENCE MAGAZINE, I was asked did I think I was qualified to communicate Fashion trends to African American Women? My answer: yes, because I have good taste and a keen sense of aesthetics. I like a nice dress as much as the next man.
I do find it very strange that I was not asked by CNN, CNBC, GOOD MORNING AMERICA or other media outlets if I felt the show of diversity by ESSENCE was a good thing. I asked Michaela Angela Davis was I forgotten in this history and timeline of ESSENCE MAGAZINE? She wrote to me that this was a BLACK WOMENS ISSUE. So I guess my contribution in all of that history did not count. They had shown diversity in the past, why was this a problem in 2010?
I have enjoyed the spirited conversation that this has caused. It is healthy for us to check our selves and not be the bad guys on this topic. We as AFRICAN AMERICANS have not been treated, in the same spirit of fairness or diversity in the past. Let us never forget this fact or behave that way.
KEVIN CHARLES STEWART
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Rob, I don't drink alcohol. I don't want to sniff your glass. I'm hungry.
You know the magic is gone and you really, cannot retrace your steps. You can never wrap your arms around a memorey. To night we went in serch of and found nothing. The Pizza at TOSCO'S was excellent! The company always great!
The bar maid outstanding and attractive. When I arrived at the spot Rob had an Espresso waiting for me at the bar. Why? Because I can no longer drink alcohol. He decided to ruin my cup of Espresso by poring Saobuco into the cup. He said, o it taste like liquorish. It was time for a smack down. What had he not understood about no alcohol? He also offered me to sniff his glass of wine. I already had a headache from driving across the bugy down Bronx. He then gave me a man hug and informed me that I had lost my mind on the wat to meet him.
He also gave me jacked up driving directions. I ended up on the wrong side of the Bronx. No one I approced new where Tosco's Resturant was located, no one. They informed me that they live in the Bronx, but could not help me. You see I drive a Dodge Magnum, otherwise known as a drug dealer car. No one approcahed the car, I have and idea why? the slow rolling down of the window. The music pumping, none of thist helped my cause. East Tremont is very a very long ave. Especially when the sun goes down. The Fast and the Furious cars flew by running red lights as a undercover police chased close behind. This made me drive slower and really creep. 3;45 I'm in my home safe and sound. Oh before getting home I had to stop to pay the toll at the Verazono Bridge. I had to find the toll money, I was a bit slow and the toll agent informed me. I was wasting her time this made the finding the lose change and even slower excersise. I asked her was she always so pleasent? then said "good evening madame". Have a nice night. Now I admit that little extcange had me talking to my self in the car the rest of the way home. Mabe it was my pleasant smile? Maybe she had a rough day or maybe, she did not care for Dodge Magnums late at night. Ether way she was a rude sister with a lot of attitude, that I was not buying at 2:30 am.
The bar maid outstanding and attractive. When I arrived at the spot Rob had an Espresso waiting for me at the bar. Why? Because I can no longer drink alcohol. He decided to ruin my cup of Espresso by poring Saobuco into the cup. He said, o it taste like liquorish. It was time for a smack down. What had he not understood about no alcohol? He also offered me to sniff his glass of wine. I already had a headache from driving across the bugy down Bronx. He then gave me a man hug and informed me that I had lost my mind on the wat to meet him.
He also gave me jacked up driving directions. I ended up on the wrong side of the Bronx. No one I approced new where Tosco's Resturant was located, no one. They informed me that they live in the Bronx, but could not help me. You see I drive a Dodge Magnum, otherwise known as a drug dealer car. No one approcahed the car, I have and idea why? the slow rolling down of the window. The music pumping, none of thist helped my cause. East Tremont is very a very long ave. Especially when the sun goes down. The Fast and the Furious cars flew by running red lights as a undercover police chased close behind. This made me drive slower and really creep. 3;45 I'm in my home safe and sound. Oh before getting home I had to stop to pay the toll at the Verazono Bridge. I had to find the toll money, I was a bit slow and the toll agent informed me. I was wasting her time this made the finding the lose change and even slower excersise. I asked her was she always so pleasent? then said "good evening madame". Have a nice night. Now I admit that little extcange had me talking to my self in the car the rest of the way home. Mabe it was my pleasant smile? Maybe she had a rough day or maybe, she did not care for Dodge Magnums late at night. Ether way she was a rude sister with a lot of attitude, that I was not buying at 2:30 am.
Monday, August 9, 2010
I've seen things.
Most days are like others I have no plans of great importance. I like a good surprise most of the time. I wait for the mail man who cuts threw my front yard to the next house after slamming my mail box. He never has what I'm waiting for which is a check. I am preparing to go to Morocco as guest of the Kingdom to shoot Lifestyle, fashion. While on the ground we will shoot a documentary of of the journey as we leave NYC and arrive in Morocco. While on the ground I will learn to serve Tea and collect fabrics for my Shirt Company ROGER CHARLES NEW YORK which I co-own EST. 2006. My middle name CHARLES. My partner ROGER. We produce fine shirts in AMERICA. The place we call home. I would not have it any other way.
After years of playing with clothing as a Fashion Director I felt it was time to create and design. Shirts seemed simple enough to get a grasp of. I had to take the little funds I had an stretch them. At the same time I was beginning to show symptoms of Multiple Sclerosis. I could not balance a check book or make any good decisions, walking became a great labor. So I stopped, sat on the side lines and waited. After some months and medical advise. I'm closer to center fully engaged in my life. I have returned a new man. I had plenty of time to think, to plan and to plot. Now I'm moving forwards on all fronts. I have two scripts to develop into films, one for TV the other a short beautiful story. Eye candy, Both ready to be read. One took 13 years to conceive the other three years. I like to take my time with my art. No rush,this way I can see clearly the road a head.
After years of playing with clothing as a Fashion Director I felt it was time to create and design. Shirts seemed simple enough to get a grasp of. I had to take the little funds I had an stretch them. At the same time I was beginning to show symptoms of Multiple Sclerosis. I could not balance a check book or make any good decisions, walking became a great labor. So I stopped, sat on the side lines and waited. After some months and medical advise. I'm closer to center fully engaged in my life. I have returned a new man. I had plenty of time to think, to plan and to plot. Now I'm moving forwards on all fronts. I have two scripts to develop into films, one for TV the other a short beautiful story. Eye candy, Both ready to be read. One took 13 years to conceive the other three years. I like to take my time with my art. No rush,this way I can see clearly the road a head.
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