Listen up! FOLLOW ME into -the- Abyss?! Well, okay!! Follow me to my primary gathering spot––and – my only, little, tiny, bitty, teeny, microscopic request…? If “you” have it in your heart and you have the time to, please subscribe to MY WEBSITE’s RSS feed… — It’s very simple and isn’t a mailing-list or something stupid like that; its just a thing that e-mails you when a new-post is added. That’s it! For now, I’m leaving this message up to keep things rolling. And always, thank-you thank-you thank-you and I hope to see “your” comment very soon.

– Kat

Chicago P.D.? No?? Chicago P I G G Y?! Yes! Ja!! What…?

Have any of you seen Chicago PD? Not much to it. It’s a slightly addictive yet run of the mill cop TV-drama with mediocre storytelling–and–I’m drawn to want to watch it over and over sometimes; why?! — The lead-character is Hank Voight, a “somewhat” corrupt Chicago-sergeant who is still “somehow”, a stand-up guy. — There is also Detective Olinsky, who gets into some “real” heat for covering up Hank’s methods. It broke everyone’s hearts to see the aloof but relaxed detective who lived in his wife’s garage get into the mess…

So me, “being me”; I think of little puns and corny-jokes that are almost hilarious? I told Sekrett Scilensce, “I’m going to draw Chicago, Piggy! Featuring Oink Voight and Chicklinsky…..”

He laughed and said, “Great, I’ll start on the theme song, We will make it like theirs, but better!”

So without further adieu, we present to you:

“Chicago Piggy”

Can’t see the video above? Click-here!

Want a bullshit version without the “Guitars” like they’d use on network-TV? Click-here!

Brain-Train To The New “Main” (My Mind’s, Gain?)

Well, here is a personal update; two-weeks ago, I brought home my “new baby boy” from the hospital. Yay! — I’ve had very little sleep since then but! Things are going well!! And he is such a little sweetie. And don’t worry, I’m not going to get overly mushy and emotional this time, (I promise)? — I have two little boys now?! Don’t get me wrong, I am happy and excited, life is moving forward and, I have to keep up!!! Part of that means “as soon as I am able to”, I need to work at getting stronger and faster. Have any of you had to chase down a toddler lately?

The future is uncertain and unclear, but progressing forward. As it does. I will not allow those who are spiraling around me to affect or bring down my momentum and my happiness. I care about them, and wish them the best, always, but as wise-words have once said, “Show me your friends and I’ll show you your future.”

“If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.” ― Kahlil Gibran

Keep “your” eyes on me and TAKEO TAMA co. — Things could get cool and crazy??

Leading The Bounce, Back And, Again?

Well, it certainly has been a very long time since I’ve written, or even been online, and I, apologize? — Since January, I’ve had a major move. I have moved from the snow and into the desert. I left behind some good friends, but brought with me some of the best memories. Ahead, lies either the future, or merely another stepping stone to a path, unknown…

This desert is windy, dusty, both hot and cold and, unpredictable, but the change of pace and mindset is welcome and “VERY” long overdue, and the sun… I’ve missed it’s warmth!

My family has suffered some losses, but it is at the same time gaining some new additions, one of which is mine (due in September); another boy to come and steal our hearts and play with my previous, energetic wild one.

I have taken a small break from the medical field and from society in general and am hoping to gain perspective and center myself in this new existence. To quote a friend who recently said, “Nothing will ever be the same, so we will make it different and new”.

I am surrounded by #Music, by #Art, by passions and, vintage entertainment, and all the while in this world for once, do whatever I like.

My perfect existence, if even for but a moment, and I’ve chosen to make the most of it.

You will hear more from me, and Takeo Tama, as we are furiously working now on distributing many new titles (soon to be released).

Thank you.

“The Technicians”

“Did I Ever Have Your Heart In Hand?”

“Freestyle Radicals”

Closing One Chapter, On To The New Year!

The new year is here and we are fast approaching a new decade. As I can not make any promises or “resolutions”, because they would likely be broken before they even begin, I have begun to take a step back and work on a few things — Eating healthier and trying to think less negatively are just minor ones — I long to be bold and disciplined in my work/creativity/home-life and family-relationships, and cut ties that are not necessary; I desire to be a good example to my son and to regain myself from the hold of my “on again, off again” depression and moodiness and, be a more supportive partner.

These are bigger issues but yeah, I’m human too…

Very soon, I will be closing one personal chapter to begin writing another. It’s going to be difficult, but I feel it will be okay.

Prepared for the worst, but hoping for the best.

I’m ready to get back in the studio and finish recording a few songs that have been on standby. I’m also looking forward to starting a small garden this year and swimming more. Could be theraputic. I’ve always loved the water. It’s a chance to re-center, regain some of myself that was lost, and hopefully grow and thrive.

Anything good you guys are looking forward to?

The internet reaches so many different countries and cultures, and some of you seem to be students. We are all in different places and phases of our lives yet, I think it’s natural to be reflective as the year closes.

What are your thoughts?

An End Is Near, To Where Shall All Begin, Again…?

POkemon Go! Elf on the Shelf, and GPS? They all may be fun and useful, but “do” help map the insides of your homes (voluntarily??) — Google maps can go and see anywhere, and see anything, and now, many places you can even see inside of. I remember looking up my parent’s house on Google maps once and It actually showed my dad walking through the front door with what appeared to be his clean work uniforms in hand…

Seriously, where is the privacy? I know I’m being slightly hypocritical here as I have multiple social-media accounts. I get it, but I mean, between that and the big censorship push online, it’s a bit hard to just be an artist and do, “Your thing!”

Take this for example; “We” (a.k.a. Takeo Tama, my company), were recently uploading a few titles for distribution and not once, but multiple times, we were told we had to change the title of the song for “this” or “that” reason; or also, that a track had to be not too short and not too long–”They”–also recently refused to put two tracks onto an 8-bit album. We have to completely change everything and put out only half an album here and the other half there…

It’s bullshit, really…..

“We” are constantly being told either in person, by e-mail, or by ‘algorithm’ decision that something we are doing is not right!! (Much like Tumblr and their out of control and senseless flagging of actually “non adult content” right now).

It’s ALL somewhere between sad and funny.

Excuse me for a minute and let me remind “them”/everyone that we are the artists and the company producing the art in the style we choose.

There is no gatekeeper. We will persist.

Art and Music programs are being cut nationwide, and the Internet is squashing us as well.

What the heck?!

The dictionary is shrinking every year and the technology and tracking is getting completely out of hand. Credit scores, social scores, and positive re-enforcement psychology shit, banned commercials, banned literature, banned podcasting, scripted news, mind control, and if that’s not enough, weather/climate manipulation…

Is it time to completely unplug? Is it time to join my Mennonite Ancestors, out on a rural farm and just play for a barn dance?

I can not guarantee they will approve of my style.

Is it time to go back to the 70s or 80s?

Is it even possible.

About the author:

Katlina Kliewer is the Lead-Collaborator and Brand-Management member of the Takeo Tama company.

KATLINA KLIEWER appears courtesy of Takeo Tama (Entertainment-Enterprises) L.L.C. – All rights reserved. – A K4C0 ]|[ /|\ T3C0 collaboration.

“Fall” Is In The Air

I’ve always loved the fall season, with the changing color of the leaves and the slight chill to the air. Depending on where i’m living at the time. Some Places are just plain hot year round!

The changing colors and season has always been so symbolic for me. The new year is getting ready to begin, and thus I am getting ready to continue to make changes for the better in myself, my family and my company.

In America, Halloween seems to mark the “kick off” holiday for the “Holiday Season”. It’s not that big a deal, but dressing the kids up and spending time with friends and family with some good food and a few pumpkins is always fun.

This year my son is almost a year and a half, and everytime he see’s a pumpkin he yells “BOO!”. We had a great time last night at our Hmong friends home, which is where we have spent most of our holidays the last few years. He dressed up like a dinosaur, and ran around playing with their Black Cat named Ghost. Very Holiday appropriate.

Just like the seasons, Takeo Tama is ever changing and evolving. I am pleased with the direction everything is going at the moment. There is so much to do, and not always enough time or people to do it, but somehow we manage. But seriously, if someone invents a way for me to need less sleep and be in a few more places at once, let me know!

In honor of this creepy holiday, I hope you enjoy some spooky voice acting by Sekrett Scilensce and I hope everyone has a great night!

Stress Dreams

I had a dream…

(This is not a hypothetical pep talk or political in nature by any means) *

I had an actual dream, the other night, a very stressful dream; I might add, “I don’t always remember my dreams”, but a few, I can see clearly in my minds eye, down to every detail, every person present…..

I was working a dialysis job, only, instead of a clinic with dialysis chairs, it was more like a church with pews, and many of my past patients I recognized were there, only, they were not all patients from one clinic. There were a few there from many of the locations I have previously worked at over the past eleven or so years, and the co-workers were mixed from past clinics also. It was odd. But the most stressful part about it is no one was helping me.

I had thirty (plus) people to start treatment, trying to keep to their scheduled times so that they all were not on late, I was going down the line of people sitting in these pews, placing needles and starting treatments to an invisible machine, and not having a computer or time to chart them, I scribbled notes down in random places as to their start time and vitals. It was crazy. All the while, I was having to call out to invisible co-workers that I really needed their help and no one would budge. I have not had a stressful work dream in a long time and this one took the cake.

As I woke up, I could feel my stress and anxiety build up. I laughed out loud and thought to check my own blood pressure.

Not surprisingly, it was high.

Who knows if it was the dream that caused the high blood pressure or the blood pressure that caused the dream? That is a good question. Chicken vs. egg type question, no??

Any “Doctors” or “Med” students reading this have an idea?!

Either way, no matter how many people I care for, I must always remember to care for myself. My health and my sanity has to come first so that I can be well enough to take care of those around me…..

“It” (Stephen King)

I recently finished reading the book, “It”, by: Stephen King. You know, the one about “that” killer clown? Only really (and truly), that’s not what the book is about…

I was afraid to start reading it because generally, I do not care for scary books and movies, but I finally started reading it a few weeks ago and I could not put it down. What struck me about the story is how it is not in fact about a killer clown itself but is actually centered on a group of “uncool” kids, The Loser’s Club they called themselves, and the lasting friendships they formed.

The female in the group survives an abusive father (and a psychotic bully from school), only to grow up and marry a man who is equally as bad (if not worse than the both of them) — Her portion of the story smacked me in the face, hard. I could relate. While my home life as a child was controlling, but never as bad as she had it, my school bully ended up being a cousin that I had to finally stand up to and distance myself from in college, but damned if I didn’t marry a man who was awful. The same kind of awful. And I would, like she did, pretend that things were better. I had most of my family and friends convinced, or so I thought, and I was so good at pretending that I even convinced myself for a long time. In the book, she noticed a look in their eyes, before they would try and harm her or try to kill her, that spacious dead look. That look is real, it is physical. It is one I’ve seen before and never want to see or feel again.

Now, years later, I have grown up (or am attempting to grow up), much like the kids in the story, and I have to come back and face my inner darkness.

I won’t have to kill a clown, or a spider, or a werewolf/mummy/vampire, but my own lasting anger from before. It has strained my vision and threatens to wreck harm to the good life I have now. The life away from said people, the life in which I was supposed to grow up in, and will, but with great effort.

Most of the children in the book grew up, survived, and overcame this great darkness, IT. A few did not make it, and some just barely.

IT was a very good book. Much better than I realized. Not as scary, at least, not scary for the reasons I had guessed.

The book is one I’ll have my son read, and one I will try and get my youngest brother to read as well. It is a story of friendship, defying the odds, and standing up together against bullies and those who want to harm you.

Time Will Tell

I was laying awake last night and thinking something… I can’t fully recall what exactly the thought that occurred to me was. I should have gotten up right away to write it down, as I know it will return to me at an inopportune moment.

Earlier this week, I was reminded of The Weather And, The Wine (Be Warned, Things Could Get Naked) — Over a year ago, we were sitting enjoying drinks and watching the bad weather, only to find out that it was a coming tornado (not near off) — We had no idea! — Well, as that’d happened before, we had our own “separate” tornado scare recently; the weather sirens went off, except this time I have a child so, I can’t drink and laugh and curse at the sky. We actually had to quickly go down to the basement and wait it out. Nothing came of it but some heavy rain (thank goodness).

Again, the change of perspective looms in my mind. I am a moody mess some days. But then I remember where I am now, who I’m becoming, and all the shit I’ve been through. I am grateful. I am angry, but I am grateful.


Channeling The Anger:

I’ve wanted to push a few select songs to the mainstream radio to see how they will do. It’s a big step, it has it’s own risks, kinda. A lot of work must be done, most of which my partner is doing, because let’s face it; he is much more organized and disciplined than I am currently. I am however, a work of art (in progress), and this FM radio push was my idea.

The parts are in motion, time will tell.

I’m excited.

Like a hyper-child, I just farted?

I have a few other creative ideas brewing that I will need to fully flesh out, before moving forward.

All in good time…