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

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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IMSCO - International Multiracial Shared Cultural Organization
www.imscoglobal.org
IMSCO/UN/NGO serves as an "International Co-Development Union, (ICDU) (R)" to promote indigenous and Diaspora entrepreneurs skilled and unskilled workers rights

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 We are attempting to make all things right. We just had to unplug our selves from the Matrix. And regain self and the confidence to move forward as a justand people beautiful people, with purpose and knowledge of who we are today not who we have been told we are. IMSCO 's mission is to put us in the African Despora back in touch with our wealth and the continent we have been displaced from by force. We did not give up our human rights as African people. 

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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Best,

Your Brother, Kevin Charles Stewart
AKA Steven Tedaldi

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

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.

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.

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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 - International Multiracial Shared Cultural Organization

www.imscoglobal.org

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

This is rather important! Have a read and pass along.

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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.


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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

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.

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.