Naked Cowboy

Happiness, by Jeff Shirippa

2008-01-20T09:23:00.000-05:00

Happiness

What does it mean to be happy? The dictionary defines it as “a state of well-being and contentment.” Doctors tell us that it is the effect a bunch of chemical compounds being released in your brain. Religious figures say happiness is the light of God. Romantics call it love; hippies will say peace and freedom & patriots define it as the “American Dream.” Regardless of what you call it, the pursuit of happiness is the one thing that every man, woman and child have in common.

When you were a kid, your every waking moment was consumed with extreme curiosity and happiness. The world was a never ending playground filled with unlimited opportunities to have fun with little or no consequences or worries to hold you back. As we get older and experience different levels of pain, disappointment and loss, our brain matures and alters the perception filters that keep us “safe” from the risk of being hurt (emotionally, physically and mentally). Essentially, our ability to live a happy life is being crippled by the natural evolution & physiological modifications that have been specifically designed to protect us. With that said, too many people have grown into adults who are accustomed to living a routinely mundane life. Surviving only by quenching their emotional thirst with a false sense of contentment while hiding it from themselves by being “too busy” to realize how fucking bland their precious and only life has become.

The real problem is that too many people don’t allow themselves to enjoy the pleasurable emotions that are presented every day. They go throughout their daily lives completely numb, unconsciously blocking out or not taking the time to enjoy the vast quantity of chances to stimulate our senses, mind and emotions. These opportunities can be daily occurrences or they can be once in a lifetime opportunities… If you are either too timid to take risks, too serious & sophisticated to laugh out loud and smile uncontrollably, too cool & reserved to display emotions & the worst of all –if you are too scared to put your guard down and explore happiness, you are going to miss out on the countless blessings life is blessing you with; As the old saying goes “It is better to have loved and lost then it is to have never loved at all.”

So what exactly happens when you are happy? Physiologically your brain releases a number of “positive” chemicals such as endorphins, serotonin, dopamine and others which react to and stimulate our brains neuron receptors. Physically these chemicals produce a feeling of euphoria and joy that rushes over your body like a refreshingly warm wave of ecstasy. Tingling warmth usually starts in the pit of your stomach & center of your chest quickly spreading throughout every molecule in the body. Sometimes this intense feeling can not be held in without bursting out in laugher, smiling so big that your cheeks actually get sore and at it’s most extreme point can even bring you to tears. Psychologically you start to interpret things in a more positive manner, seeing beauty and peace in areas/situations in which we would commonly look over. Even all aspects of time get completely distorted as each moment slows down to a crawl, all while hours turns to minutes and minutes turn to seconds.

Obviously there are going to be very special people, activities & memories in which will make you feel more alive than anything else. But your happiness shouldn’t just depend on the people you love, big events or an important day. Life is designed to be filled with happiness every day, every where, no matter what. Living a happy life is all about appreciating the little things that surround us everyday. A slightly different “outlook” is the only true variance between someone who will live a long happy life versus someone who will tragically die bitterly unsatisfied.

Happiness is more than just a simple emotion, it is the absolute best natural medicine known to mankind. Think of happiness as the only true antidote to stress - the acid that is corroding your mind, body and soul. When the mind and body are positively stimulated: our immune system is heavily strengthened, blood pressure lowers, the brain functions at optimum levels increasing our ability to learn and be creative & improved breathing patterns cleanses our system by allowing more oxygen into our blood. Basically, people who are frequently happy have been statistically proven to live longer healthier lives compared to others.

There are millions of “legal drugs” being pushed down peoples throats by corrupt doctors prescribing addictive and poisonous “treatment pills” because it will produce profit for their practice and the greedy pharmaceutical corporations. Regardless what these bastards say, blurring out your daily discontent with any type of alcohol & drugs (legal or illegal), will only make matters worse in the long run. These activities will further deepen and prolong your unbalance. Why bother making real positive changes to your outlook and wellbeing by examining/exposing yourself to the reality of your displeasure when you can instantly (& temporarily) elevate your emptiness by popping a pill, jamming powder up your nose, smoking a blunt, or pounding some booz ?? Don’t get me wrong, there is nothing wrong with partying (we all know I love to party), but you can not rely on it as a crutch. When “stimulants” are used as a crutch for too long you will eventually find yourself too weak & distorted to happily walk on your own.

Luckily we don’t need to utilize drugs and alcohol as a crutch. The “Facial Feedback Hypothesis” concluded that your facial expressions have a direct impact on your emotions, basically saying: lead the body and your mind and emotions will follow. Rockin a big smile has the proven ability to reduce stress and drastically increase your emotional wellbeing and mental peace. The human brain links memories and happiness to the stimulation of our body/senses and mind. This is why specific facial expressions, music & sounds, smell, touch, taste & visual images (such as the beach, Christmas music, physical activities/expressions, the scent of a loved one, etc.), can spark a happy memory in the depth of your brain, unconsciously enhancing your mood in an instance. So, if we know what people and things make us happy there is no need to rely on drugs. All ya gotta do is make the active decision to fill your life with the people and things that make you happy…

About nine years ago I was kruizin on the highway listening to Bob Marley, sipping my morning coffee, bitterly enjoying a summer sunrise as I mentally prepared myself for another full day of intense manual labor in a sweat shop… Out of the corner of my eye I saw an 18 wheeler swerving across the road coming straight for me. With out any time to think, the moment before impact I jammed on the brakes and swerved away narrowly avoiding a 70mph collision. Unfortunately I was left skidding at top speed across four lanes of traffic before hitting the guard rail head on… Once the initial “holy shit!! daze” faded, I sat in my completely demolished car on the side of the highway with my brain racing in a million different directions, my heart rapidly pounding, trying to rationalize how amazingly close I just came to death. As the initial fear and panic subdued, I found myself in a state of tranquil happiness. My shoulder was sore, my eyes were burning like hell from the airbag powder, yet I couldn’t have possibly been happier. I vividly remember feeling so happy for my safety I couldn’t refrain from laughing aloud as I started shedding my first tears of joy.

I look back at that specific moment in time and realize how uncommon it is for us to let go of our current circumstances and allow ourselves to experience such a beautiful moment. That day, I was sitting in a crushed car, filled with smoke, no one around to help me, yet I embraced my emotions rather than overanalyzing them. Today I realize how tamed we have all been conditioned to be. People don’t smile all the time because they are suffocating in their own inner tension brought on by suppressed emotions. We all do it whether we realize it or not; we hold in laugher, pretend not to be hurt, fight off a smile by keeping a straight face, we even refrain from holding eye contact with people in order to hide our deep emotions.

The other day I asked a friend “Aside from work and your family, what makes you happy on a daily basis?” After a brief pause I sadly watched her struggle to produce more than a couple answers…. So why is it that such an easy question can provoke such mental discourse in most people? I think the main problem is that we accept and have surrounded our lives with things that are nothing more than “tolerable” rather than focusing our energy solely on what we find enjoyable. Truth is that we are so damn complacent that it’s hard to judge our routine-ridden life in terms of true happiness. Only when things become “intolerable” do we look to enhance our “wellbeing”. Once you reach that painful extreme it is all too easy to be brought back to our own commonly comfortable life of mediocrity... Becoming a happier person means you need to reconfigure your (mental, physical & emotional) outlook, filters and perceptions by acknowledging & appreciating every single fucking thing that is in your life and everything (& opportunities) else that the future holds.

I personally know exactly what makes me happy: family, music, friends, lifting weights, laughing all the time, reading, chillin with Spaz, writing, drawing, work, playing guitar, animals, nature, and the one thing that constantly makes me happier than anything else (on a daily basis) is making other people happy. More so, I concluded that the reason I am always happy is not due to some weird chemical imbalance (which is still up for debate), it is because I go out of my way to surround myself with happy people (or make them happy) while not only thinking about, but actually enjoying & being grateful for everything that surrounds my day.

If you can’t come up with at least a handful of things that make you happy on an average day there is one of two things in which NEED to happen. You either need to really start thinking about, taking notice of and utilizing everything which is currently being undervalued and lost; or you need to completely change the way you live your life… It breaks down to a simple choice: You can willingly turn a blind eye & live an emotionally depraved existence; or you can choose to take a “leap of faith” & embrace the big things (family, love, friends, work) and fill your void by appreciating all the little things that make up every single happy day in your fulfilled life.

Happiness is not just a state of wellbeing and contentment; it is a state of mind that’s governed by our senses. Therefore we can all be happy, all the time, by understanding that the mind controls the body while the body leads the mind. We’ll start off with the simple task of instructing our brain to pump out some chemical compounds by producing a nice big smile. Then we’ll allow ourselves to enjoy the ecstasy and soothing warmth given by the light of God, all while appreciating & utilizing the Freedom we have to dictate our own life & perception/pursuit of the American dream. Finally it will all come to a pinnacle where we will find peace in our soul from constant laugher and Love in our hearts by passionately embracing all those you truly care for.

Similar to what they say in Vegas “You can’t win if you don’t play.”
In life, “You will lose if you don’t play.”

Now get your timid ass up and go play!

Living With Naked Cowboy

2007-07-27T20:03:00.000-04:00

Living With The “NAKED COWBOY”
…Never a Dull Moment!

By Cindy Fox
info@cindyfoxfitness.com

His name is Robert Burck and that’s what I call him. Most people call him “Naked” or “Hey Cowboy”. Although, when we visit his hometown of Cincinnati, Ohio, his family and friends refer to him as “Bobby”, which sounds even stranger to me than “Cowboy”.
We met three years ago on ellipticals when one of my clients introduced him to me as “Robert, you know, the Naked Cowboy”. I was clueless and asked him if that was the name of his band. Boy, was I in for a shock!
We usually talked about working out, different philosophies, motivational books, and the fact that we were both too driven and independent to be “tied down” in a relationship. Well here we are three years later, living together in an “interdependent”, romantic relationship, completely supportive of each other.
During my first Mardi Gras, after being together a few months, I walked down Bourbon Street with him as “Naked Cowboy” and that was the first time it hit me that I was dating a celebrity! I thought only people in the NY area knew him, but people from all over the U.S. kept stopping us to take a photo with him. I was completely overwhelmed at the magnitude of it all!
By our next trip together, a convention in Chicago, he had me dressed up as his “Cowgirl”. That was the most fun I ever had at a convention! It was a great networking opportunity for me too, since I had just filmed my first fitness video, The Method Cardio Flexband Workout and the vendors were from all over the world. I was dropping cards left and right.
His rebellious, aggressive nature brings out my “alter-ego” while we’re away because I’m normally very “grounded” with three kids and my own career. On a typical day, he gets to go to Times Square to “do his thing” and then come home and do “the family thing”. I think he feels security in that since he travels a lot.
Being Naked Cowboy’s “significant other” has allowed me to travel to Japan last year when “Match.com” hired him and put us up in first class accommodations. We recently went to Seattle, WA for the anniversary of “Cowgirls, Inc”. I got to be in the recording studio while he recorded “Nothin’ to Do With Love” for TMR Records in Nashville, as well as some of the production of his first CD by 4Sight Music Production in NYC, which is almost finished. Being new to playing a guitar, I find the process interesting.
Had I met Naked Cowboy at a time in my life when I was not as secure with myself, I would’ve probably been jealous quite often. Now, when the women throw themselves at him, I grab the camera from their hands and take the photo for them while he squeezes their butt. How much more supportive can I be?

Jeff Shirrippa, Random Acts of Kindness

2007-07-10T00:43:00.000-04:00

Random Acts of Kindness - by Jeff Shirrippa

Let's start this off with a question, I want you to take a moment and really think about this: For what reasons would you go out of your way to be kind to a stranger???.... This is not a complicated question by any means, yet people always struggle to quickly come up with an answer that they sincerely believe in (you're not the only one!). I myself need to sit down and write this whole damn thing out just to reaffirm it in my own brain. At the risk of sounding like a hippie, I believe that the vast majority of people in this world are good hearted (note: I did not say intelligent) & deserve to be happy. With this in mind, the core reason to commit Random Acts of Kindness is to make others feel good.
A true Random Act of Kindness can only be accomplished with pure sincerity. Regardless of the time and effort you put into a good deed, the end result is based around the "connection" that you feel with the other person. This exchange of energy can range from a deep-meaningful conversation, a genuine compliment, or even just making solid eye contact and following it up with a warm & receptive smile… Having good manners and being polite is a necessary starting point. But in order to really connect with someone, you need to find the goodness inside of them, and truly justify wanting to see them happy because of it. This "enhanced-perception" is extremely easy to practice & holds unlimited opportunities to promote your own happiness while interchangeably giving positive energy to those around you. Being the unlimited fountain of knowledge that my Grandmother is, when I was done with my longwinded explanation of Random Acts of Kindness, she smiled and perfectly summarized this entire thing in one breath: "The Lord takes care of those whom take care of themselves. This is because you must love yourself before you can truly love anyone else"…
In order to implement a routine with a certain habitual frequency, there needs to be a strong driving purpose behind your actions. The first step is to pinpoint our purposes and determine whether we are operating as efficient as possible. If you were to break down every decision that you have ever made, they would logically be balanced between two purposes- making yourself happy (self benefit) or selflessly doing good for others (altruism). Without getting caught up in semantics, let's agree that we all have a set of beliefs that govern our actions, which are intended to lead us toward fulfilling our needs. These beliefs are typically based upon our interpretation of past experiences. Therefore, actions/decisions that resulted in any type of pleasure we will pursue in the future, while those which brought us pain we will avoid like a whore in church. This statement is universal; we all have different opinions & perceptions, but they all follow this basic philosophy. The most extreme examples of this are suicide bombers. These sick bastards truly believe that they are committing a noble act in which will be rewarded in the afterlife. These ideologies bring them strong enough pleasure to rationalize blowing themselves up along with innocent bystanders.
If only we could practice our own beliefs with equal passion. A phrase that has been preached for 2007+ years "Love thy neighbor". Regardless of the vast differences, all religions fundamentally teach that doing good for others is the ultimate form of righteousness, and the only true way to be unified with God. When we are directly & selflessly responsible for instilling happiness into someone, God rewards us with a warm & gratifying sense of peace which lifts our spirits and breeds more positive energy…This growing energy is often referred to as karma. Uniquely, this energy is the only exchange in which you always gain from giving. The law of attraction dictates that you get what you give out... "Do unto others as you would want done unto you". We all want others to be kind to us, and have our lives filled with positive experiences. It's amazing how we get caught up with life's bullshit, and are so focused on ourselves that we forget that one of first step towards enhancing our own "state" is by helping to improve someone else's. Essentially these kind actions are both the cause and effect of your own well-being, which is constantly recycling itself & growing stronger with each new act. Christmas is the best example of this. There's no coincidence that the happiest day of the year is also the one day dedicated to giving the most "Joy to the world". Unfortunately every day doesn't feel like Christmas because we all commonly mistake comfort & complacency for pleasure, and nervousness & "fear of the unknown" for pain. This is where the root of our hesitations and limitations are born and raised.
Ever notice that within a couple moments of interacting with a stranger you can feel their energy. Whether positive or negative, you can sense how brightly their "inner glow" is shining. Obviously we are most typically drawn to people who radiate the most positive energy. Unfortunately this law of attraction can make us neglect those who could benefit from our attention the most. We all know these people, they go throughout their day totally pissed off and looking miserable, giving out negative vibes, and receiving nothing but negativity in return. Hell, we are all "that guy" every once in a while, sometimes shit happens and gets us down. People who are in a deep negative state require a stronger connection in order to be positively impacted. But just like anything else, the greater the effort, the greater the reward. These are the opportunities where you go beyond the simple act of creating positive energy in someone, and truly have an affirmative influence on their lives.
Being that I am a Libra and gotta balance shit out, we're going to conclude this as "Random Acts of Kindness, while Keepin It Real". There are a lot of rude bastards out there, & I'll be the first to say they could all really benefit from a vicious scolding... While we want to endorse positive energy, we can't be pussies and allow people to take advantage of our optimism and mistake our kindness for weakness. Energy is a like a magnet, the positive would not exist without the negative. If we can not embrace our negative energy we will fall neutral, and never be able to fully connect with our positive energy. There are moments in which you must use your negative energy in order to create positive energy. For example, I find it's more effective when you abusively explain to someone why they are a piece of shit, rather than being directly confrontational. Ideally this will break their state and have enough impact to lighten their spirits &/or neutral them out. An asshole just being an asshole will have a lot to think about later when they are reminiscing about being verbally dissected & humiliated. This is usually more effective than just saying something intelligent like "Go fuck your mother!" More significantly, a good person having a bad day can connect with your firm honesty & can open up to you by explaining the cause/source of their negativity (which can always turn into an amazing-heartfelt experience).
At the end of all of this, we are left with 2 very simple choices. You can selfishly choose to not take the extra effort towards selflessly helping others while always wonder why your life is just about as cool as a shitting the bed. Or we can commit Random Acts of Kindness & actively increase the happiness & fulfillment of our precious lives… Let's all take a moment to check our bed sheets and make sure we are currently making the right decisions… If nothing else, I hope that all yall have clean sheets in your future.

Fourth of July is My Birthday

2007-07-04T08:34:00.000-04:00

"This country was built by men who believed that living one minute free, was worth more than living a lifetime under subjugation." - Naked Cowboy Dialogue

"George Washington and his army were literally starving to death, freezing to the point of losing limbs in the snow at Valley Forge and watching their brothers keel over dead before their eyes yet still got up and continued to fight and win the freedom that I have today." -Naked Cowboy Dialogue

Yesterday was like so many thousands before, perfect, planned, executed by myself through the power of my self-commanded Word. I read some 'Everyday Zen,' and some Emerson (Cool, a rhyme) and was off to the City. I got there, it's summer, and I carelessly rocked the living shit out of my g-tar for like 6 hours. Strolled from intesection to intersection just gathering thanks, praise and thanksgiving from thousands who seemed to be prophetically saying that it was an unreal circumstance, our meeting, yet my shifting seemed spontaneous and uncalculated. Seems that a lifetime of focus and writing as to how I would singlehandedly spawn revolutions of benefits and triggered awareness of our inborn divinity lined up just as the benevolent Universe would have done. Awesome, both humbling and I told you so, so would say a God independent of myself had there ever been one.
I met up with two guys who just got back from pitching a Naked Cowboy Reality Show in Los Angeles, I let people try and accomplish what they would like to accomplish, yet, didn't I mention that I ain't actually waiting for any talkers to do anything. I'm a doer, and I work with doers. That's what everyone does except the talkers. They spend their time talking with the other talkers. Naked Cowboy Reality Show is up and running and episode 5 will rock your essence. Getting better every time, the switch that will make it the most viewed internet site of all time is being released as we speak, again, kudos to The Man Ron Israel for that perfected set of faithful actions. When Jesus went to Simon, Peter, the apostles, he didn't say, finish up that catch, go tell mommy and daddy and your boss that you'd like to go hang out with some long- haired hippy starting a cult. He said, leave all that shit you call your life behind and follow me. That part of the Naked Cowboy Prophesy will be demonstrated as Ron Israel, so far everyone else, to some degree, is working their day jobs and will soon see what 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' is all about and what I meant when I said that those closest to the Cowboy would receive the greatest fruits. As of today, Ron Israel Productions has over 17,000 viewers of Naked Cowboy's videos, which included roughly 30,000 plays of Naked Cowboy Music Tracks which would not have been heard except that Ron and Robert work all day on this Mission and do not deviate. Jesus tells a parable of how a wise fisherman took his nets, cast them overboard and pulled up hundreds of little fish and one big fish and without a seconds thought, tossed out the countless little ones, and kept the big fish. Same deal. I ain't knockin' nor am I un-appreicative of the multiple efforts of my blessed team, I'm only pointing to Israel as the one to learn from. If I didn't instruct my team, what kind of leader would I be?
Today is the Fourth of July. What's your plan? It's probably a good possibility that for most, it's BBQ, Beer, Hanging out and shooting Bottle Rockets, cool, ain't complainin', did it myself up to the 8th, maybe 10th grade. Nah, I'm going out to the center of the world and celebrating what it means to be free. It's my birthday. The day 'Freedom' was born by men who knew what it was worth and were willing to 'personally' die for it. Naked Cowboy is the greatest symbol of Freedom ever established. Capitalistic, entrenprenuerial, rugged individualism, self-determination, freedom of expression, equal protection under the law, risk, endless creativity. I look at so many of my brothers and they seek only one kind of bondage after another. Free means free. To do whatever your imagination will allow and to profit by it. I grab ass all day and pick up girls in my arms and play carefree all day and smile and say sweet nothin's in the ears of thousands and make love in the eyes of the entire human race cause 'Real Freedom' will make you that happy. You can be damn sure I'll be out all day celebrating this freedom like I do everyday. It's duty. Duty to do what I would do for nothin, yet, cause it's so profitable in it's example of the truth of being/doing, it is paid beyond anyone's yet conceived boundary of possibility. Don't you worry though, I'm going to expand all that for ya.'
After the city yesterday, I got home, emptied mass cash out of the g-tar and went to the track to run with Gary D, World Famous Model. We actually went to the gym first for like twenty sets, I went through the car wash then we did 5 miles at the track. Gary mentioned, as he farted along the track that he farts all day. Just thought I'd share that. Anyway, I got a call from Mark Ante Sr. in Panama City Beach, Florida. He say's drop everything you're doing and get this book. 'The Laws of Thinking' by Bishop E. Bernard Jordan. Says that whatever I'm doing, this is more important. Says he already sent it to me and that it won't get here till Thursday, and so get it tonight. I got it, I read three chapters, then this morning I come to the 'Law of Writing.' The author goes on to state that writing is the key to bringing spirit into materialization. That writing concentrates one's intentions into this material realm and that it is a contract with God/Yourself as to what you will do. Once again, for all the so called Naked Cowboy fans who have never even read Naked Cowboy Dialogue and who therefore have no Idea who I am, this is exactly why I am who I am. I decided, I commited to paper, I've read the document while exploding on a stair climber or eliptical, or treadmill, fullblast, peak intensity as I've rehearsed that plan executed by God/Myself more times than the combined efforts of all men in reading the Bible, the Koran, the Vedas, etc. put together, if not, I will, cause I AM. This book is right on, and like I've said and will say again, if you want prophecy, get it from me. This book is a must. It it weren't, a man as aware as Mark Ante Sr. would not have been willing to tell me that anything I'm doing would be more important that getting it immediately.
Gaetano and I talked about some cool stuff yesterday. He mentioned that he's doing some cleansing scheme 'created' by Anthony Robbins and his key biologist. As the communicator sent forth from the great divine sourse of all things to replace all would be leaders in the field, I say, to cleanse is to assume first, a dirty state. To deal with effect is always the culprit. I am cause, I am without enemy. I am a perfected state of wholeness, I have no dirt to remove. This awareness I carry forth at all times, looking back wards or forwards is removal of so much Life as I Am.

Read These Words as Your Own

2007-07-03T09:05:00.000-04:00

I'm happy to be my own man. I'm happy to know that I determine my experience all day. I"m happy I have spent my whole life faithfully searching so that I can now truly affirm the 'Master Key to all Riches.' I give life, which is totally absolute and without boundary, containing infinite possibilities, it's shape and design. I, with my attention determine, what is, for me. I'm happy, and totally liberated I might add, to know that I can dream up any scenario I choose, and by my will, hold my attention to that scenario which by doing so makes it 'real.' I'm happy to have been brought into these truths, or formulas, that have led to my awareness of 'how it all is.' You may have come to understand it as the power of state and the use of goal-setting, the power of intention, the secret, the holy grail, salvation, the law of cosmic habitforce, or like many, you may be constantly delving into countless different approaches to gain the necessary understanding to finnally take action, and write down, or should I say, conciously choose your path. Cause that's the beauty of it all. In life, which contains all possiblities, you can choose anything by mere decision, followed by a determination to see the fulfillment of the decision. You write out what you wnat, a direction, like a road-map into a particular type of experience you want, great wealth/luxury/loving family/friends/sunny paradise/beach resort/fame/glory/peace/humility/ whatever, it's totally up to you and your conditioned or unconditioned preference. You create visuals and written discriptions of reference experiences that confirm your possession of the type of experiences you want. You feel at all times the appreciation of having already obtained what you want with all the exhuberance that more is always comming (What ye ask for in prayer believing ye have received, ye shall receive). The more you have, the greater your imagination will expand to allow you to expect and feel even more! The road-map that you conciously choose to be on just keeps getting clearer and clearer as you brisk freely down it. Choosing what limitlessly exciting adventures and experiences you wish to expansively live next. I'm happy cause I wrote out a destination for myself with faith and now I live it. It's a destination that is not only the greatest here and now ever stated on paper, I chose King of Kings, Lord of Lords (same one all the masters chose, some literally, other's by renunciation of all that 'this' world had to offer, effectively stating that every particular thing was beneath them, therein gaining authority of the absolute) (Read Naked Cowboy Dialogue for details), and it's a destination that is self-propelling in a state of advancement of all great things at all times. A never ending arrival in perfection, departing for a higher state of perfection that is naturally inbued with the excitement that attends such a journey. I'm unbelievably rich, awesome, and getting richer with no end to what can be had. I'm unbelievably ripped and determined, symetrical beyond art, with no end to what can be created in the direction of physical supremacy. I'm the true friend of mankind and am actively seeking and obtaining the approval of all spiritual worlds and inter-galactic interactions. I'm the most prolific artist of all time with hoards of producers, agents, liscensors, salesmen and desciples working diligently on my behalf and I've not yet begun to create or work to even my simplest capacties. I've learned that all is my creation and so all that I see, hear, taste, feel, smell (5 senses) are of my rank and order, and I've learned to love and admire and coordinate the whole field of coexisting opposites/extremes into a happy, beautiful, divine solidarity that is perfect as is, and I know that perfection reaches eternally into deeper, greater, more fulfilling perfections.

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2007-06-29T09:44:00.000-04:00

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Keep an eye out for the TMR2020, it will be available for purchase by Summer of 2008!!! DISTRIBUTIVE AND ADMINISTRATIVE CONCEPTS TMR Records does not sign Artist Deals. Instead, TMR Records signs Artists to non-exclusive Song Deals. The Artists can maintain a non-exclusive relationship with TMR and still work on other Artist Ventures and opportunities. All Artists get the same deal. TMR Records pays for the production of the song. The Artist gets 10% of net sales without recoup. There are no advances, there are no additional funds for the artist. This keeps costs down and lowers risk to a minimum. The Artist allows TMR all rights to use their likeness and images for the sale of the song and associated merchandise. TMR Records exclusively holds all worldwide recording rights to that song, forever. TMR Records only sells Digitally Distributed Media. All other physical products are merchandise only (I.E. T-Shirts, Hats, Etc.) and only available online at the TMR Records' Artist Website. The TMR Records website will launch in Fall of 2007 and will include a far bigger picture regarding the Administration and Distribution of Royalties.

We have been researching and developing Digital Distribution Royalty Administration Technology for the last 10 years. The following technologies will be available to all Record Labels & Online Digital Distribution Outlets: We have created a method to attach all payee information to the header of any media file that is sold through digital distribution. This allows the administrator of the song, during the mastering process, to attach all payee percentages and accounting information to the file. Each time the song gets downloaded, it pings these payee percentages to our servers which collects the payment information, dynamically updates the royalties of that payee and dynamically pays each payee from the point of sale in realtime. This technology eliminates the need for accounting, administration and distribution of royalties as each payee has the ability to withdraw their earnings at anytime by direct deposit to their bank account. By 2009, Dynamic Royalty Distribution direct to payee bank accounts will occur in realtime from the point of sale for a small monthly fee without the need of withdrawing funds from the administrative servers. TMR Records is leading the way to the future & success of our Music Industry. TMR Records is The New Medium for The New Millennium! PLEASE CHECK OUT ALL OF THESE AWESOME TMR ARTISTS: (Got to www.tmrrecords.com )

Todd Mark Rubenstein opened TMR Records in 1997. Todd is a 25 year veteran of the music industry. As an artist, he has 37 of his own CDs currently available worldwide in International Distribution. TMR Records is an Independent Record Label that is designed upon unconventional means. We produce unconventional music and have designed our business model to be cohesive with the way that music consumers are buying music now... 1 song at a time. TMR Records allows artists to work under the label from a non-exclusive standpoint. Giving its artists the opportunity to explore other options while working within a per-song agreement with TMR. We believe that we will be helping many Ex-Major Label artists as the Major Record Companies begin reducing their rosters and decreasing their staffs to try and survive in the already changed Music Business atmosphere.

Who I'd like to meet:Anyone with talent. Anyone with notoriety. We are not a Genre specific label, so don't be confused by our location. We are so outside the box that we will consider working under any circumstances as long as it has the potential to be successful.

Hot Life Giving Summer

2007-06-26T17:19:00.000-04:00

Deep into some Chinese Philosophy, Taoism, a book called 'The Tao is Silent,' by Raymond Smullyan, I come across a story of a guy born of great wealth and privelege. He has become jaded towards wealth as a result of his rebellion against his parents in general, probably just the usual claiming of independence from his parents that seems to accompany adolescents in one way or another. Anyway, the guy decides to renounce any desire for wealth, fame and/or special privelege. He is so totally dedicated to this cause, sitting around doing absolutely nothing, smokin' pot, drinking, basically, anything that would be of no use to society from the base of reference of his parents. Well, time passes and he begins to gather friends who think he's got the right idea. His preaching of his do nothing philosophy comes into greater and greater acceptance among all who hear. Next thing you know, he's the leader of armies of young followers, he's writing books, he's famous and making boatloads of cash.
Carlos Castaneda talks of 'not doing.' He describes the process of doing things for no reason to break the endless streams of purposeful action so automatic as to be contemptible and slave driving. Examples include picking up a gigantic rock, pushing, wheeling, carrying it for hundreds of yards, then returning it to it's original location without telling anyone. The practice meant to break one out of the constant stream of incessant activity that you seemingly have no choice but to do. I have a quote in my 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' which states, 'the entire life of Naked Cowboy is an example of Not-Doing' based on this premise.
Georges Ionovich Gurjieff, an awaked man of sorts, would take his chelas (disciples) out and force them into intolerable work and exercise to cause them to run up against their self imposed limitations. To force them to go way beyond their self created mind identified realities for similar purposes. When you sign up to work with a Guru, and he tells you to put a sand bag on your head and walk up a hill for 7 hours and not drink water and not receive any recognition and you're a 'Fortune 500 Executive,' you start to become someone else.
Patanjali, of the 'Yoga Sutras,' I think it was him, basically had you pay attention to your breathing, inhale, exhale, for the rest of your life. Try it. Do whatever you do, and pay attention to your breath. It is Enlightenment if you can do it. Most people last a minute or two and that's it. Something so basic as to add body awareness, to ground one in the present, yet, no can do cause you're an undisciplined pussy!
The sitting practice of Zen, used to explore the mind is an approach wherein by sitting for prolonged periods of time, one discovers the basic functions and habituations of the mind. By isolating oneself and doing nothing, listening to the internal dialogue, one comes to know oneself, to discover the programming that is operating in one's life. Long period used to help the practitioner what is, without the screen of the mind which, left to itself, keeps one from knowing reality directly.
So I'm out in the streets of Manhattan today, as I am everyday, it's in the high 90's. I'm sweatin through my fifth hour. Just mechanically doing nothing (Not Doing), rapidly looking in all different directions so as to not fixate on anything long enough to judge or analyze it (staying out of the mind). I'm pushing far beyond any kind of comfort zones as to discipline myself to remain centered by my will. 'Not-Doing' had clearly become a very recognizable 'Doing' that is in fact being reproduced world-wide. I've created a mental construct so as to make sure I'm not using my mind? My will is so strong to not be systematized, and I am systematically doing it without the will to stop. I'm so conscious of everything that I'm doing, yet, to be mentally aware and identified with what you're doing is to be unconcious. What the freak?

East meets West in a Man of Balance

2007-06-25T19:30:00.000-04:00

Today was awesome, as usual, as expected, as demanded, as personally commanded. Multiple e-mails asking me to be the Father of their children, a full day of unbelievably honorable blessings from multitudes of people singing praise and thanksgiving for my services to the World. Surely I know what I've done to be here today. I least I 'think' I do, and if that is only illusion, fine, yet it is as real as anyone else's thoughts on the matter. I'm reading several books at one time right now, that translates into 4 separate books, about an hour and a half each for a total of 6 hours a day. These influences that are inhabiting my outook/perspective are 'Plutarch's Greek and Roman Lives,' which is an in depth look at Solon, Themistocles, Pericles, Alcibiades, Alexander (all Greeks), and Caius Marius, Sulla, Pompey, Caesar, Cicero (all Romans). This influence is surely mind-made if you will as they all are simply unbelieble acounts of valor and intelligence, actively applied and well manuvered. Contrast that with the coversations between Arjuna and Krisha in the 'Bhagavad Gita,' 'Everyday Zen' by Charlotte Joko Beck, and 'Sai Baba, Man of Miracles,' and you've got a real ping-pong game going on in your awareness. In these we have the essense of most Eastern Philosophy/Religion with their pitting of the 'mind' as the enemy, the programmed self-defense mechanism, the misapplied rudder on the ship of your life. Just sit for long periods of time. Get past the mind. Silence, the Gap, the space between your thoughts. No matter how far back you go, go, go, keep going, you'll get to this reality that is actual, that is not an ideal, but what is. I get it. I've gotten it a hundred times. I've emptied myself relentlessly for years. I've turned nothingness into a mind-made something and then back again. Yet, I still find it necessary to delve in again to find any residue of left over insincerity. Today I attened a funeral of a neighbor. All say she's a great woman. I think I talked to her three times in my life, all great stuff. Church was loaded. I went in surrendered, open, humble, carefree. I sat and watched, nothing on my mind, just witnessing. It was the 'Immaculate Conception Church' in Secaucus. Within like ten minutes I felt small, dwarfed, teary eyed and vulnerable. Fuck that. Get me the hell out of this mournful trap. 'I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the word....' Hey, by this time I again found myself not in a position to 'live and live more abundantly,' but weak, submissive, all that humble-pie shit. I ran the freak out, went to Times Square and had the time of my life. Got there just in time to be in the new Eddie Murphy Movie, coming out next summer I believe, called, 'Starship Dave.' I shot massive photos, a couple of video gigs for spontaneously lucky entrenpreneurs, a major stray camera who interviewed those around me and came into a somewhat long dialogue with a man who could not tell me enough how much I am a genius and that he saw me as a beam of light in the world, doing what every man should find natural and poetic. Point is, I'm only interested in doing what I like. Who the hell ain't. How much time so many waste in thinking that morality and spirituality is a bad of obligations. Also go to the same ol' affirmation that all the forces that are, were, or will be are now. Salvation is immediate!!! I am totally aware that what is, I am. So, not to sound redundant, I'm God, Cosmic Conciousness, Nirvanic Bliss, etc. If the whole world and all in it is shit, than I'm shit. Does that help you? If you believe that there is this world, and Heaven, then your God made shit, fine.
Some more way to look at what people have said with regard to these topics. For example, there are four ways to Unity Conciousness/Kindom Conciousness/Enlightenment
Action - Such a concentrated attention on what you're doing that the actor is no more, just action. Monks, anyone who loses themselves in what they're doing, Consciously.
Meditation - you silence your mind so absolutely that you're no more. Just Om's and stuff.
Wisdom/Knowledge - you really understand that whether your're rotting flesh, dust, or a mortal being, whatever form, you're part of what is and you have no preference, you know that in some way or another, you're immortal, you're here, you're part of it all, unified.
Affective Mode - Here you love something so much that you are no more. Christ so loved us that His live was insignificant, we were all that mattered. You may have a child and feel that same about it.
If you really observe yourself, you'll see that you are all of these at different times and all paths lead to unity. In realilty, all is unified. It's merely the mind that in chopping it up into bite size, linear configurations wherein you keep leaving your center, and coming back to it again. No mind and all would just be perfect unity, but how freakin' boring would that be. Self-Awareness is the polarity that makes it so colorful and adventurous. Now If you don't know the Unity, we then, you're on a treadmill constantly thinking you're gonna get somewhere. If you know that no matter where you think you are, you're right where you're supposed to be, and you're enjoying a little trip, after trip, after trip, then you're like your favorite role model, brother, and tour guide, Naked Cowboy.
Christianity - The Kingdom of Heaven is Within You.
Islam - Those who know themselves know their God.
Buddhism - Look within, you are the Buddah.
Vedanta - (Part of Hinduism) Atman (individual conciousness) and Brahman (universal conciousness) are one.
Yoga - (Part of Hinduism) God dwells within you as you.
Confucianism - Heaven, Earth, and Human are one body.
Upanishads - (Part of Hinduism) By Understanding the self, all this Universe is known.
The Way of the Bodhisattva (Buddhists of all Traditions) is that of Love, Compassion, Generosity and Patience. I think is was first started in India then on to Tibet. Basically what I gather is that they renounce individual Enlightenment and vow to work for the liberation of all. To attain Buddahood for their sake. This is like the story of Franklin Merrell-Wolf wherein he attains separate realizations that were entirely liberating, beyond this world, free, yet, still unsatifactory in knowing that his fellow men/women would be left behind. Therefore his renunciation was more favorable and attempts must be made to be/make or create a symbol to 'point' to the beyond for their sake, knowing that the beyond was there. Well this is what I'm talking about. Total renunciation of the mind, total denial of this world, total liberation from it. That don't even sound a bit fun. For me this world is liberation. I love it. I don't want to escape it. You can all deny your lives and die and go where ever you want. I love it down here. Got no problem with any of it. If it's a rat race, great, I'm King Rat. I don't need to see miracle or magic shows to believe. I am here now, living, loving, hating, swearing, blessing, it's all good baby. I don't want to escape. The preacher talked for an hour about how great death is, well, see ya!!!!!
The whole 'Enlightenment' section of the book store is like the 'Get Rich' section. Just another disguise. I wanna find another person who walks around all day saying 'Go to hell God,' endlessly, repititiously, in order to prove to himself that nothing we can say or do can separate us from what is, and that words are merely abstractions that only have the meaning we give them. That would be a courageous Holy Man who knew his superiority to all those man made fictions that now take on more reverence that the man himself who created them.

Red Carpet Must

2007-06-22T09:17:00.000-04:00

Last night's Red Carpet Event for the grand opening of 'Ripley's Believe it or Not' was awesome. I pulled up in a 'stretch limo' and walked down a press line that was simply phenomenal. Conservatively, 50-70 cameras, 5-7 television interviews, and the whole museum filled with Times Square, 'Theatre District' personnel. All very cool, professional, highly sophisticated and much appreciation shown to Naked Cowboy and value added to New York City. Constant testimonials of pride and respect, very humbling, and affirmative. Some column writers from 'Gothamist,' 'Gawker,' 'Villiager,' 'Daily News,' 'New York Post,' 'New York Times,' you get the point, very incredible experience. I got photos taken with many, 'Jennifer McCarthy' a highlight, very sweet, endearing woman. Walking out of the event, in the night of Times Square a major frenzy. Stopped by 'Hard Rock Cafe' for massive crowd interraction, then 'Planet Hollywood.'
Today began in Marketing mode. Listening to 'Joe Polish,' 'Genius Network' and an interview with 'Joe Sugarman.' He was the main guy involved with marketing the 'Blueblocker Sunglasses' and many marketing successes. Talking about psychological triggers to making a positive purchasing decision. I'll list some from memory, with application and try no to spit out verbatim the entire book as I've read them all, everybody's, countless times.
1. Guilt - sending a nickel in the mail and asking to save starving children or standing out in the freezing cold in underwear.
2. Involvement - getting prospective client to fill out a questionaire or grabbing an individual by the ass cheek, burying your lips into the side of their head while forcing them to grab your tit or ass.
3. Curiosity - making a catchy headline like, 'Stop, stopping' or standing in the middle of an intersection in you underwear in the middle of a megapolis playing a guitar for no apparent reason.
4. Satisfaction Conviction - guaranteeing a return of all money spent on a product plus interest or effectively saying, grab my ass, laugh at me, take my photo and continue to laugh at me, either way, your taking my product with you and whether you love or hate me, you're effectively working for me from the moment of awareness til death, or renewed life.
5. Continuity - having a subscription that comes monthly to give ongoing support for your positive buying decision or knowing with certainty, that the commercial landscape will continually proffer reference and visual display of reference to your initial awareness of Naked Cowboy guaranteeing continued uplifting thoughts and actions based upon them.
6. Story Telling - Self explanatory. Go to writing section of nakedcowboy.com to read the greatest success story ever told or stand within ten feet of me at any time humans are present and listen to the remarkable stories that proliferate around me as they do all legends.
7. Patentabililty/Trademarkability - Who can compare to Naked Cowboy? Who cares, I home many. Send em' out in mass. I'm here on Earth to inspire others to 'whip out their balls of steel.'
Continued Reading
'Tipping Point' and 'Blink' by Malcolm Gladwell
'22 Immutable Laws of Marketing'
'Radical Marketing'
Just brushing up by seeing the index and appendix to trigger arsenals of data that will rise to the concious level as I proliferate all day.
Note: For anyone new, I would suggest 'How to Win Friends and Influence People,' by 'Dale Carnegie' before anything this detailed as a winning personality is what all the technique in the world is about. Detailed sales, of course, belongs to 'Zig Zigler.'

Naked on 6/20/07

2007-06-20T21:26:00.000-04:00

Hurray, the 'Naked Cowboy Reality Show' began today, episode 1, 'The Family.' Ron Israel, the Producer and Chief Executive Officer as far as I'm concerned has got it down. We will put out an average of two episodes a week for a season of 20 episodes and I will do the full blown promotion of the show my damn self and I will bring all around to me, watch me. I've got a bad ass, 'Naked Cowboy Reality Show on Youtube' guitar that will be showcased to an easy million people over the next three days alone between 15 hours of Times Square and a Red Carpet Event at the Grand Opening of 'Ripley's Believe it or Not.' When you create product for the Naked Cowboy, I sell it. That's how it works. Put up or shut up. I've proven my capability to sell by outdoing anything like me in the history of mankind. How many things can you name like me? None. See, it is easy to make that statement. My Myspace Robots will introduce several thousand people a week to the show and those numbers are going exponential with the release of the 'Naked Cowboy' singles in the hands of radio networks spanning the globe as you read this, compliments of my Brothers Gaetano (World Famous Producer with the best MoJo, Freakin,' Monsta, Gangsta, rapola ever, Caelum Productions/4Sight Music Productions) and Lee Evans (World Famous real-deal, jammin' on stage since the 20's with dudes like Sammy Davis, Kenny G, Smokey Robinson, Jimmy Hendrix, Stevie Wonder, Barry White, all the cool cats, owner and operator of Jambox Studios, New York City's number one studio, located Mid-town). These guys are finalizing production on the Naked Cowboy Album that will come out before September 2007 and will create sales and distribution records that leave the 'White Album' in the poorest section of East L.A.
Currently listening to some new C.D.s from the 'Joe Polish Genius Network,' a cool ass interview with T. Harv Eckart, author of 'Secrets of the Millionaire Mind.' As I fully and sincerely expect to blow Bill Gates and Warren Buffet of the financial landscape with my massively accumulating wealth, 54, 53 billion, respectivly, I've just set up a new 'Cash Management Account, to add to my I.R.A., all with my financial institution of choice, Merrill Lynch. Incidentally, I did a piece on Money Management yesterday with MN1.com, 'Market News First' out of Dallas, Texas and I got in a great plug for Merrill Lynch and my chief money/asset manager, 'Jason Piepmeir, out of Jacksonville, Florida. Anyone looking to have their money grow like a weed, call him at 904-472-3032. Dude is a money magnet, a wizard, a truly great hearted and hard working honest young genius.
Today I read Emerson for two hours, went to City on a plain Grilled Chicken Breast and did 4 solid hours, no breaks, no water, no nothin. Went and had Chinese Chicken and Broccolli, all steamed, one water. Got home and built a Youtube.com guitar. Met Gary D., world famous model who ran 6.5 of the 12 miles I ran, ate Chicken breast and steamed Brown rice, now here. Machine mo-foooooooooooooo. A guy at the gym yesterday stopped to tell me that he'd never seen anyone slaughter legs like I do (5 sets of 110 reps on leg press with spotter for last 30 reps) and mentioned that he lived in Jersey City. He couldn't believe I lived in Secaucus for 8 years and had only been to roughly 4 locations within a mile, and to Times Square every day with no deviations. That I lived in the Royal Motel for 5 years and went from there to the city, every day, spring, summer, winter, fall, every day, no interruptions, never even took my suitcase in, paid $50 a day. Focus, Focus, Focus I told the young lad. My life offers me exactly what I ask of it, I need neither look to the left or the right.

Why Am I So Wise?

2007-06-19T09:07:00.000-04:00

"Every revolution began as a blasphemy" -Albert Einstein

"Truth goes through three phases. First it is rediculed, second it is violently opposed, third it is accepted as self evident." -Churchill

Brand Recognition is merely image proliferation. We are all representative of our own ideas, or at least we think we are. Some men live as representatives of other men's ideas, yet that is merely an attempt to place the responsibililty for your decision on someone else. Like Neitzsche say's, 'a student repays a teacher poorly if he remains a student.' One must claim his independence and speak for one's self unlocked of his idolatry of his master. I used to say for example, 'Anthony Robbins says, or Jesus says, or Buddah claimed,' you get the point. Now I say. I, and you, and all people pick and choose what is 'their truth and they live by it whether they take authoritative responsiblity for it or not. Most people have it shoveled out to them as a neat little religion or nationalism or family heritage and close the door there and will kill you if you cross them, all in the name of God. Back to why I am so wise. What I've done as Naked Cowboy was to go to the center of the busiest locations in the world, city epicenters, where I couldn't be missed, yet would not be taken seriously, and I effectively embedded my Image into the imagination of Mankind. I came is a ludicris fashion so as not to be taken seriously, giving myself nearly 10 years now to saturate Humanity with my idea, my representation. I played a role that couldn't be taken at it's face value, and now must be. You see there is another factor that comes in with ideas. Their relevancy will speak for themselves by the impact they harness. The inherent power of an idea will speak for itself and create the channel it deserves based on it's God-given merit. "Nothing can stop an idea whose time has come."

I think everyone has heard that word of mouth advertising is the most effective. Always has been, always will be. Again, access to the people is essential in building true Brand Recognition cause Brands, to be really powerful, require the emotional attachment of personal communication. The 'celebrities' who are protected by an army of publicists, body gaurds, agents, managers, yes men, are blockaded from their true power source and narrowed down into tiny little stereotypes that have marginal impact in a global, even, interplanetary atmosphere of influence. Fame, or celebrity is usually harnessed by those who want it. Of course you can be a freak of nature golfer, Tiger Woods, or a freak of nature basketball player, Michael Jordan, and that is awesome, and then endorsements follow and then the, 'I want the money, privilege, etc, that goes with fame syndrome that accompanies that, but that is fame alltogether different from Fame as influence. That you might call fame by circumstance and not by design? Let the reader know that I merely write and think to better explore fine lines of analysis for my own entertainment and understanding. Fame is by definition, distinction. The best at each individual thing means fame is some respect, and that is what I want to point out in the above depiction of talent having a stong foothold in the garnering of fame of that depiction. Naked Cowboy is concious fame, going out specifically as fame. Fame from day one. Talent, acceptance, money, reputation, God, all that irrelevant. I simply know that what I wanted is to be King. To be King and for me King is Fame. The man who would be the Light unto the world simply be merit of being the most visible, most honest, most in love with the state and condition of being man. No need for attachment to Musical talent, German Heritage, a free country, a family of my own, just me, just me and me and me. Nothing standing between me and the world. Nothing to obscure my innocence, nothing to make me better than you, just pure legitimacy, stripped of all pretension, and just like you. A man who need do nothing. A free man. No shame, no guilt, no purpose but to be. A man who would fulfill all prophecy, serve all of mankind, would create meaning in the world, etc, without anything but belief in my inborn divinity, which I've never questioned.

Surely there are many egomanics who will judge and condemn me as they please. They are not defining me. They are defining themselves. Yes the multitudes still see a 'real world' out there and have somehow forgot that they are the creator of every meaning, every situation, everything they have ever experiened. Interpreters are they who got fixated on an interpretation. Believers not in themselves, but in what they've been told out of fear that they must believe. The Fall of Man is the idea that you have set up your own account separate from God, yet God is all there is, was or ever will be. I'm just stickin' to the truth and knowing that I and the Father are One and that I am therefore incapable of 'wrong' move. Yes, by merely doing whatever the hell I want, without limitation (sin), I am perfect as my Father in Heaven. (For those of you who got your theocracy from your uninformed mommy and daddy, 'Earth' is a term used to indicate the physical realm, 'Heaven' indicates the mental realm. It's the same phrase as 'as ye think, so shall ye be.' Another one? 'the roots determine the fruits.')

Where do you get all your energy? How do you get youger every day, run in excess of 70 miles in a week and work out in the hot burning sun, and freezing winters and just pinched between seven lanes of traffic unprotected from the elements and all that crazy lunatics that attack the rest of us? Easy, spreading the Word of God will do that. I am an adorer of truth. The Kingdom of Heaven that is within you is what you really, really, really, really want to do. It's your self-doubt that causes you to falter, to exhaust yourself, to keep you from taking action. I am inexhaustible cause I have total reliance on the truth. There is no limit to the creator, I am the creator. If you got limitations, you created those. You're the creator too.

Wealth is a symbol of the value you create. The Law of Wealth states that you are paid in direct proportion to the value you create according to the market place. Literally, what you're worth, is what your worth. As within' so without. I'm banking entirely on this. Work against me and you work against yourself. I am your testifyer. I am your hope. I take on this idea entirely. I am known to all mankind and all that there is, was or will be. I will represent this for eternity, I am eternity. As you read this I am proliferating my image and this all encompassing idea that I as my image represents. Try and stop it? To take me out would create the greatest martyredom ever established in manking, to let me alone, would do the same. The idea you carry about with you is who you are. Who could possibly want to f--k with me?

The Non-derivative Reality

2007-06-16T18:11:00.000-04:00

Just got back from Times Square, roughly 6 p.m. on Saturday, extremely comfortable weather, 75 degrees, sunny, breezy. A guy showed up today in a blue Speedo, guitar, dress shoes (black), a dressy, Robinhood looking hat, and just singing up a storm. Had a nice size camera following him around as he took photos and did, basically the same thing I do, just across the street. He came over after about two hours and said hello. His name is Vince Diamond, from NYC, maybe I'll be seeing him daily, maybe it was promotional, pretty cool I guess. I certainly expect to see naked men with guitars all over the world as the revolution takes off. It's just such a freakin' great idea.
I'm supposed to recieve a call tonight from a guy named Andrew Wright who I met previously on the 'JV and Elvis Show.' Andrew was an entrepreneur who made himself their producer by persistence and now has a few on-line reality show gigs he works with, I believe it involves professional wrestlers, will update as I know more. Says he's gonna take his career to the next level by getting Naked Cowboy Reality show up and running as he as two networks who want to hear his pitch. He's gonna shoot me tomorrow, Sunday and Thursday next week at a Red Carpet event at the grand opening of 'Ripley's Believe It Or Not' in Times Square, 42nd Street, with Carmen Electra who I worked with on a show called 'Living Large' some years back. He will make a pilot over two days of shooting and sell it the following week? Got two other crews doing the same type of thing with totally unique concepts that I was asked not to disclose, one pitching in California on the 20th, the other in NYC as well, all three with nothing but verbal agreements that I would be the talent if they get a show. Writing is on the wall, Naked Cowboy Reality Show will be connected so soon you can easily visualize it. I've got staples who are gonna meet with other staples in two weeks, and brand new guys who will shoot today, sell tomorrow and ask for nothing but that I'm interested in having it handed to me free of attachment. Awesome, people like myself who live in the daytight present and will either demonstrate of starve. (Incidentally, the 'JV and Elvis Show, got canceled and the JV and Elvis fired around the time Don Imus was fired. Don Imus for making off-color jokes about Blacks, African Americans, however I'm allowed to refer to the group of my brothers who happen to have skin color different from my own, and JV and Elvis for off-color remarks about the Chinese. Now NYC has 'K-Rock' again, the old Howard Stern network.
I'm taking the day off from training today as I went on a date with Cindy last night and want to rebuild. We left the house around 7p.m. and ran to Secaucus High School track for a while, then to the outskirts of the Millcreek Shopping Mall, then past the new Olive Garden on the other side of town, around Niko Niko, G.N.C., the Holiday Inn, up and around County Avenue, then all around the 'Outlet Stores,' Panasonic and back. About 10 miles. What a woman. An hour and forty minute orgasmic, sweaty adventure of muscle conditioning excellence. Then we came home and read books for about three hours, awesome.
On the subjects of books, I'm in Franklin Merrell-Wolff's 'Transformations in Conciousness,' the Metaphysics and Epistomology. Unbelievable. This moring, after two days of breezing through the uncommon understanding of Naturalism, Materialism, Positivism, Vitalism, Empiric Voluntarism, Pramatism, Gnosticism, Idealism, Mysticism and then FMW's Introceptualism I was simply 'Nirvanic' or as they say, 'Blown Out.' All of my soft ware was undesirable in relation to the newfound sense of wonder created by so many new channels for thought to travel in. Of course I labored through this whole book twice in the past and learned through heavy concentration in order to be able to just rehearse it as I do today. Like Ralph Waldo Emerson, Frederich Neitzsche, Deepak Chopra, Dr. Wayne W. Dyer, Immanuel Kant, J.W. Von Goethe, Hegel, Plato, 'A Course in Miracles,' J. Krishnamuri, the Canonical Gospels, the 'Gospel of Thomas' and the rest of them, I built deeply imbedded dendrites in which I can now easily swim through multiple rivers of conciousness without getting stuck in them. Today's realization, all new yet surely some form of repeat, was that all things are derivative. All these channels of thought, every idea, all reasoning, anything thinkable is derivative. Only the moment that is right now, and all that is possible in it, is non-derivative. Not projecting or reflecting, just being, as is. I can perceive it is chilly when it is 60 degrees if it has been 90 degrees for days, yet perceive it is warm at 60 degrees if it's been in the 30's for days. The perception changes though the objective phenomenon is the same. I can find it to be 'good' that I'm giving a dollar to a homeless man one day, yet evil the next. Clearly the conception has changed yet the objective phenomenon has remained the same. And consider, do we perceive things and then form concepts, or are concepts already existent a priori as Kant say's and perceptual experience merely a means to discovering them? Then, is there in fact a mode of conciousness completely outside of experience, a form of Transcendental Conciousness that makes all subject-object conciousness, or egoic Conciousness merely a band, or fragment only seeming to exist in a lower vibratory realm of awareness not yet awakened and where is the base to exist if one is to really be able to live wholly and without 'sinning' or 'missing the mark,' 'missing the point' of life. 'Gaining the whole world yet losing the soul.' You get the point. I've been all over the map of possible interpretation and inward penetration and so whose calling who what, 'Spic, Jew-boy, Knappy headed, Honky, is so freakin' simple minded, and to think that we are to punnish and reward people in society based on external, empirical, material, surface level criteria is pathetic. I'm the choice maker, not the choices I make. I'm the awareness, not what I'm aware of. I'm the experimenter, not the choice of experiment. I'm the thinker, not the conclusions of my past thoughts. All this is derivative. I am the non-derivative. I am. I am that I am. 90 percent of the people in this world would claim I'm wrong, the same 90 percent that would need a dictionary and two college professors to define and explain most of the terminology I've discussed above.

New York City Objective

2007-06-13T19:29:00.000-04:00

Been back from Nashville for 4 days now, Times Square daily. It's been awesome as all hell, very busy, mass photos and press as always. Nearly every day there are photographers literally waiting for me to arrive and begin shooting immediately upon my arrival. Today I walked over to Manny's Music to get stings and picks and was promised again that they would like to do some promotional work with me. Some guys from the Howard Stern Show came and took some audio feeds for Father's Day, stuff about 'thanking dad for not pulling out.' So juvenile, yet, who cares. I really don't know if he's with Sirius, XM Radio, or what, glad to still be hearing from them in some capacity. MTV has been shooting daily right in front of my axis as the show TRL must be shooting and airing in the afternoon now? Planet Hollywood is of course a big draw to the area as well and the doormen are always waving and encouraging people to come over for a good butt squeeze. I'm expecting a massively busy weekend cause, well, they always are. I was away last weekend shooting with Ron Israel Productions, 'Behind the Scenes' which will probably have some new youtubes up tonight of our adventure, so I'm totally pumped about herculean crowds with unequalled media potential. I just ran 6 miles at the Secaucus High School, and been working out daily at Atlantis Health and Fitness. I watched most of Nixon, the movie directed by Oliver Stone, featuring Anthony Hopkins and am now re-reading my 'A Pocket History of the United States,' by Allan Nevins and Henry Steele Commager with Jeffrey Morris. It takes you through the entire 400 plus years of American History, from the first colonial settlements, the imperial problem, the revolution and the confederation, the making of the Constitution, National Unity, Jacksonian Democracy, Sectional Struggles, Modern America, the rise of Big Business, Labor and immigration, the Depression, Franklin D. Roosevelt and the New Deal, World War II, the Cold War, the Korean War, the John F. Kennedy Era, the Eisenhower Administration, the Ronald Reagan and George Bush years, just incredible. I love going through four centuries of development in world Freedom. So inspiring to know how much has gone into creating the platform on which I stand, and what honor is invested in being responsible enough to fight daily for such a privilege. Countless centuries of single celled organisms to make something venerable enough to leave the water, eventually sit, fly, stand upright, talk, think. Then countless centuries of survival of the fittest, Kings, Rulers by divine right, Landowners ruling based solely on property/wealth, association with the Ruler, the Despot, etc. Then after God know how long, some bad ass courageous dudes get on some huge boats and discover a land the eventually stands for Freedom, Democracy, Representative Government. Now, after another 400 years, Naked Cowboy comes to affirm the height of human development with the pure expression of what a Free man is all about. Maybe I'm reading more into it than is there. I doubt it.

Testimonial File 1

2007-06-12T09:12:00.000-04:00

Hi saw you in New York on Sunday.

I was with 3 buddies I didn’t give you any money or take a pic with you. I was one of the 9 out of 10 shmucks you refer to who just sit and look and are embarrassed or to cheap to take a pic with you.

I really don’t understand why I never did get a pic with you to be honest. We stood infront of you for atleast 5 minutes laughing and enjoying your performance. You didn’t miss a beat, your jokes were good, you were friendly to everyone around, you didn’t ask for the money like the other performers. You went beyond what was expected and Gave a lot more out then you took in. You gave everyone who paid more then what they thought they were getting for their money (2 sometimes 3 pics) and you gave others like myself who sat watching a few minutes of solid entertainment and kindness for nothing. What I was most impressed with was that you were in your own reality. Everything around you belonged to you. It was your show and your world and we were just in it. Being In a Sales position myself I really learned a lot from this experience and ever since I have came home back to Canada. I haven’t stopped researching what you are about and watching videos of you on youtube.

On the way home (5 and half hour drive to Kingston Ontario) my friends and I spent a lot of the time wondering exactly what your story was. How long you had been there, how much money you made a day, year. If you were married, where you lived in the city, if you were on any drugs? I told them the first thing I would do when I got home was look you up online and find it all out.

I have spent quite a bit of time on your website. I read your book of prayers, your book where you talk about the day of ecstacy, the storm and a few others and I have skimmed through a bunch of the other stuff as well.

I knew that you had to be have some deep views , figured you were married, thought you brought in atleast 150000 a year. Anyways. When I read more about you on your website I was very happy to learn that your are really into self help books and have read a lot of the same book s that I have- think and grow rich, how to win friends and influence people, tony robbins etc. I was also very pleased to learn that you had such high goals for yourself and have been using some of the same techniques that I am just beginning to use my self such as visualization and journaling to manifest the life that you want to have. You are a great inspiration to me and definitely one of my idols now. When I conduct my meetings with people I admire you are now the newest member to the table (exercise from think and grown rich where you imagine conducting meetings with people you admire and running ideas by them and getting there responses ) which includes people like donald trump, tony robbins.

I watched the power within seminar in Ottawa not to long ago. With Donald trump susan sommers and a bunch of other motivational speakers. One guy inparticular who was there that I go t a lot out of is a guy named jim fannin. I don’t know if you have heard of him but he is called the zonecoach. www.Zonecoach.com He coaches athletes to get into the zone and is paid millions of dollars for this. He has been Arod’s motivational coach for awhile and has took him from the worst batting average in the league to a hall of famer. Anyways a lot of what he teaches you already posses I think. In the you live your life in the zone. Throughout that whole time I saw you you were in the zone, when you go out in freezing cold whether our in the zone. He teaches you to go to bed and wake up with a ultimate vision and act in a zone like fasion all day to achieve that vision. A lot of it like most self help stuff is very similar to think and grow reach and tony robbins but he has a neat twist which you might like with his zone mentality. If you are looking for a new book check out his book life in the zone. You can get it right off his website.

Anyways, I want to apologize for being one of the ones who just sat and watched and didn’t take a picture with you. The next time I am down I will forsure be taking a picture with you and it is getting framed and put on display somewhere in my home or office where I can be sure to tell your story to people and explain to them that you are about so much more then what people see on the street and of your ultimate goal of being the most recognized and greatest entertainer in history. I think you are on your way to getting there. You are symbol of success. I would love to pick your brain and talk to you in person one day. Maybe on my next trip I can get you to do lunch.

Thanks for the Motivation to continue trying to reach my goals.

Jason Barbosa
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Nashville Mastered

2007-06-09T19:27:00.000-04:00

Down in Nashville, Tennessee, just completed day four here. Recorded 6 more songs with TMR Records and did a showcase, performing all 7 of my other songs with TMR Records at a fabulous club called 'Code Blue' with studio musicians from hell (Chris Nole on Keyboards, Ed Green on Drums, Bob Marenelli on Bass, and the Brazilian Bad Ass Alfons on G-Tar). Lots of people, all very interested in watching the showcase and it just went without a hitch. So freakin' cool, like doing stand-up comedy while singing easy going, awesome country music. One big happy family of Nashville's finest all supporting Naked Cowboy. We had a rehearsal at 'S.I.R.' which stands for studio instrument rentals the day prior and like that facility had a gazillion guitars, amps, drums, brass, everything imaginable, big ass rooms to play, sound boards as big as ping-pong tables, totally fancy and professional as all get out. I've played at 'Cadillac Ranch' each day, rows upon rows of tourists getting what they came to Nashville to get, pictures with a superstar. It's what the town draws people in with the lure of seeing, yet without me, lets face it, in four days, roughly 2000 of them would not have gotten it. I'm honored, the more so cause I've come on my own volition. I did have a drink or five last night, did some pole dancing like that chick did from 'Saved by the Bell' way back in my undies cause the club used to be a strip club and they left the cool shit in there. Todd Rubenstein had a 'few to many' Budwisers and before getting into the house was in his underwear, my boots and hat and singing 'I'm the Naked Cowboy.' He was all concerned cause we told him he started all of that at the bar where he had many of his talents showcased. I did an 8 miler today, from Todd's down to the 'Super 8 Motel' and back with some hills and sprints, awesome. First workout in three days which for me is unprecedented. Leaving at 4 a.m. tommorrow to hit up NYC, and to do a 'Breast Cancer' benefit for 'Reachout Inc.' that should include DJ Jamie Lee from 95.5 WPLJ, Lori Michaels from Lori Michaels Productions, and will be held at Nichols Park, in Nutley, New Jersey. All music will be available at I-tunes soon. Currently the highest percentage of downloads of the first single, 'Nothin' to do with Love' is occuring in the Netherlands, and it has been reviewed with great honors (including a 'Discovery Award') from the leading Nashville Music Critics. Mark my word, the 'Naked Movement' that I was, am and will be destined to lead this world into is now digitally mastered and set to take over what was 'Country Music.' Naked Cowboy is everywhere, has had it's seeds planted in every corner of the world just germinating upon itself to no end. The only thing that has ever been required for monetizing the epidemic, critical mass, tipping point, effect of unequalled wealth unfathomed in the history of Mankind is a completed product that is purchasable and accessible. A complete package of 13 songs, all number one songs, is coming to a town near you, a country star like no other, changing the direction of Country by giving it a fresh new identity for the Commercial Age of Entertainment. Once again, you're very welcome.

Nashville Star

2007-06-07T09:28:00.000-04:00

Down in Nashville, unbelievable so far. Recorded two more tracks with TMR Records, two or more today, one a collaboration with 'Chance,' a rapper who is very well known around town and the world, also a TMR Records artist, has traveled world touring with Kid Rock and others of that caliber. Went to Broadway yesterday and stole the entire scene for the entire two plus hours we were there. I mean like a swarm of hundreds of bees taking photos and just sunny ass great relations with the enitre city, it's officers, its tourists jamming the streets for the CMA Music Festival 2007. I think that's what they're calling what used to be 'Fan Fair.' I did a Fashion Show last night with 25 Country Music Superstars at the Hard Rock Cafe that was shot for CMT, and many more Country Music magazines, and magazine shows. Clay Walker was the host and said very complimentary things about Naked Cowboy to a packed house of $250 dollar a seat ticket holders as I was the grand finale to the just mentioned 25 Country Music Superstars who all modeled down a runway for charity. Myself, I was modeling the 'Most Celebrated Entertainer of all Time' in 'Fruit of the Looms,' imitation white ostrich boots, a pair of socks ($2 for 10), and a $12 platic cowboy hat, a $200 gee-tar with stickers, all custom painted by my index finger. Not to flashy, gotta give the normal kids a chance as mom and dad used to say. Today will be rehearsing for my first Country Music Showcase in Nashville tommorrow at 'Code Blue.' (Katy Kiefer, Darby Ledbetter, Violet D. Santo, Chance, also performing).
The 25 country music superstars were: Clay Walker, Charla, Deejay Chance, Blue Country, Catherine Britt, Lee Brice, Shannon Brown, Jason Michael Carroll, Jessica Craig, Ty Herndon, Carolyn Dawn Johnson, Kerri D., Lonestar, Neal McCoy, Beverly Mitchell, Rissi Palmer, Danielle Peck, Trick Pony, Tanya Tucker, Storme Warren, Bryan White, Erika Page White, Trent Willmon, Darryl Worley, Chris Young.
The sponsors were: Country Weekly, Wrangler, Hard Rock Cafe, Tiffany and Co., Nashville Country 95.5, Flavour, M.A.C., Justin Boots, and Lipman Champagne.

Catch Up

2007-06-05T09:21:00.000-04:00

Been kickin' ass as usual, not bloggin' though for a quick minute. Times Square daily as can be eternally expected, massive crowds, massive media. I star in a Nickleback Video coming out soon, look for Naked Cowboy singing, 'I wanna be a rock star,' bit kooky being I'm the greatest rock star of all time already. Found out I'm in a U2 video going around, I remember them shooting it, just never heard about it till now, everyday. Bono and the band came down Broadway on a flat-bed truck with hoards of people following them, they drove right by, of course, they saluted their King. Been to Jambox Studios last couple of days working on 'Extremes' and 'Get Naked', two more thumpin' anthems to come out really soon on I-tunes and of course the 'rock my space' feature of nakedcowboy.com. Today I'm hitting an interview/meeting with a major NYC production company that has a new tv show for me to consider, more on that very soon, big-timer. Second one, by the way, in one week. Probably gonna go the route of being a major player on a tv show that has a broader theme to it so as to escape all previous contracts pertaining to these matters, then come around and do my own show in a year of two when I'm being offered to replace David Letterman or Jay Leno on a major Network, and leave all these soap opera, fly in the pan, rinky dink cable shows in the dirt. Going to Nashville tomorrow to finish the 10 song album with Todd Rubenstein of TMR records and to hit Fan Fair, and to do a headlining show case for a sold out audience. I never saw one of the band members yet they know the tracks front to back, no rehearsal necessary, I just sing my hit songs. Will also be on Broadway in Nashville playing daily for packed audiences as the town is packed during Fan Fair week. Nix-a-Country is having me at their booth, I was kicked out of Fan Fair some years ago. Went in, got Naked, started taking photos and thrilling the crowd, then security drug me out kicking and screaming. I had to pretend that leaving was a big deal in itself to avoid arrest. "But I wanna see the Dixey Chics!" Ron Israel from Behind the Sceens will be there taping for my reality show on youtube.com and the Naked Cowboy Documentary, the definitive, official documentary of your King, Naked Cowboy. Will be back in NYC on Sunday afternoon, 6/10/07. I'm the current Playgirl Man of the Month, if you haven't seen it yet, on stands now. Got a big deal comming up with a German Company, dang, I could go on for days here. Love and hate, Naked Cowboy

Naked on 5/31/07

2007-06-01T09:08:00.000-04:00

Today is my bro's birthday, Kenny Burck, Jr., two years, chronological, older than I. So I called him first thing out of bed before hittin' some Franklin Merrell-Wolfe. It's like summer so I'm goin' in to Times Square earlier, just whatever time I'm ready without delay cause like, it's warm and eternal out there. Today I did like 4 solid hours, some guy gave me $500 cash for some photos to be published and got a 'release' to use them, promising that he is sure his client, in Germany, will want to do a full spokesmodel type campaign with me, and he'll be calling real soon, and wants to include some of my music to the packaging of the whole matter.
Got car washed, and took Cindy Fox, my girl, to 'Happy Endings Lounge' on 302 Broome street in SOHO for the Playgirl Centerfold Man of the Year party, took photos with him and everybody, really, great little party. From there we went to 'Retox' for a Red Carpet event, the National benefit for Tourettes Syndrome, where again, my buddy Randy Jones was present and I again found myself in underwear singing and doing the whole signing of YMCA for a packed audience of photographers. Learned alot as usual about the media machine and how they do everything in their power to see me in the spotlight.

Barking Fish Entertainment

2007-05-31T09:28:00.000-04:00

Naked Reality Show

THE NAKED COWBOY
…because American Idol is not an option

A Weekly ½ Hour Hybrid

THE BRIEF

Entertainers from across the globe dream of making it big in L.A. or The Big Apple. Countless aspiring actors, singers, and dancers spend years studying their craft, struggling to make it in the business, hoping to get discovered, waiting for that big break. Robert John Burck skipped that part.

With a guitar in his hand, a motivational message in his heart, and a suitcase full of tighty-whities Robert moved from rural Ohio to New York City, dubbed himself “The Naked Cowboy,” and started the journey to becoming the most celebrated entertainer of all time.

Times Square and underwear have never been the same.

Armed only with his homespun brand of self-motivation, The Naked Cowboy has taken his place between the Statue of Liberty and apple pie in the annals of Americana. He has created a cult following for himself without the use of a publicist or an agent. The Naked Cowboy has entertained millions of people from across world with his offbeat songs and hand-painted underwear. He has appeared on MTV, CNN, Animal Planet and USA on shows such as The Howard Stern Show, New Years Rockin’ Eve with Ryan Seacrest, K-9 Karma and Late Night with David Letterman. Additionally he has been featured in music videos for artists such as Cake, several commercials, including the Beyonce-starring Pepsi spot directed by Spike Lee, and feature films such as The Olsen Twins’ “New York Minute”.

But that’s just the beginning. Even though The Naked Cowboy has become an instantly recognized icon throughout the world, “Naked” has bigger dreams: to become “The Most Celebrated Entertainer of all Time”. Without pants!

THE SHOW

THE NAKED COWBOY is a weekly ½ hour hybrid where Naked takes the viewer through his hilarious and awkward path to becoming famous. We’ll follow Naked’s quest to conquer film, television, music, motivational speaking - and, of course, the underwear industry. There’s no point in worshiping celebrities on the red carpet when you can become one!

Part comedy, with a dash of fantasy, we follow THE NAKED COWBOY each week as he tilts at windmills and refuses to give up his dreams. We watch Naked as he puts himself into situations that defy logic in order to create buzz and gain notoriety. And because Naked lives by a philosophy of personal empowerment that he passes on to anyone who will listen, his methods for achieving mainstream success lead to incredible, over-the-top comedic moments. The wonderful part about watching Naked is that as ridiculous as many of the situations are, Naked ultimately taps into the visionary in all of us. Viewers can’t help but root for him, and ultimately for themselves.

THE STYLE

Each episode of THE NAKED COWBOY plays out via two distinct storytelling vehicles – live action, and a highly stylized animated component in the vein of a visually stimulating graphic novel.

The live action footage of Naked is designed to have a caught-on-tape feeling, but is edited with a cinematic and modern pace. It is in the live action that we see the variety of situations that Naked finds himself in while trying to become the most celebrated entertainer of all time. In any given week, we might see him booked as entertainment for a wedding or bar mitzvah, hired for a promotional video, trying to secure an underwear deal with Wal-Mart, negotiating a record contract or flying overseas as a match.com spokesperson. We’ll also capture the various events he crashes (and at times is thrown out of) such as the Academy Awards, Major League baseball games, Mardi Gras, political conventions, and popular TV shows.

The animated component juxtaposes and foreshadows each episode’s story with a fictional interpretation of Naked as a typical “A-list celebrity.” For instance, if the live action footage shows Naked distributing his painted briefs via pick-up truck to Wal-Mart, the animated “A-list” Naked is presenting his underwear collection on the runway during fashion week in Milan. It is in these animations that the viewing audience realizes the hilarious difference between the “Hollywood” and “Naked” ways.

THE CAST

The cast of characters that surrounds Naked range from family and friends questioning his sanity to an array of disciples caught up in his quest. We’ll meet Cindy, the fitness expert girlfriend, and her two kids who live with Naked in New Jersey. We’ll meet Naked’s manager and brother Kenny, who happens to moonlight as a drummer in an Iron Maiden cover band. There’s Ron, the ex-dentist turned Naked’s personal videographer, and Aaron the “Naked” disciple who was so inspired by the Cowboy “change your life now” attitude that he quit his job and started a landscaping business in the dead of winter, became a fighter in a “Meanest Man” contest and performed as a stand-up comedian… All because of Naked.

SUMMARY

With guts, determination, and jaw-dropping nerve, THE NAKED COWBOY allows viewers to witness the hilarity that surrounds Naked’s triumphs, failures and unique way of inspiring others to achieve their dreams. In addition, the show gives viewers an inside look into the world of small time entertainers who make their living in fringe venues. THE NAKED COWBOY uses a cutting edge stylized method of storytelling to tap into the “never-say-die” dreamer in all of us.

There’s nothing that will deter Naked from becoming the world’s most celebrated entertainer of all time, even if he has to drag the rest of the world kicking and screaming along the way.

Naked Cowboy in 2008!!!

2007-05-30T17:09:00.000-04:00

More Propogation of Naked Cowboy's Presidential Campaign that the people of the United States are circulating in mass without any effort on my part. The true leader always rises to the top without effort.

Naked Cowboy for President?I've had a few good talks with the legendary Naked Cowboy, and I'm pleased to announce that he is now a Social Ironist Party supporter. Naked has the vision to recognize our party platform for it's true essence: the highestlevel of truth and honesty obtainable in politics. You see, we recognize the fact that politics are driven by ego and a personal quest for power,fame, and fortune. Other politicians will try to pass themselves off as"public servants" as they discreetly peddle influence to the highest bidder.Not us. We're also selling political influence to corporate sponsors, butwe're going to make it worth their while by getting them more coverage andbrand awareness than Ronald McDonald on meth. The S.I.P coupe will go downin history as a case study in creative writing, performance art, guerillamarketing and political science. We're bringing self-reflection into thesystem, and I assure you it will never be the same. While the details of our partnership are still in the works, thepossibilities are endless: an added element of S.I.P politicaldocu-drama-comedy on Naked Cowboy reality TV? Fundraising DinnerEntertainment Extravaganza Campaign Events, benefiting our partner charitiesas we become the most celebrated philanthropists of all time? A 2008presidential campaign? Lines and boundaries are meant to be crossed, and we look forward tostomping all over them with the Naked Cowboy's larger-than life sized boots.You can check out his impressive array of work and talents atwww.nakedcowboy.com . --- City Beat. May 30, 2007: Hot Political Newcomer: Sean Holbrook Refreshing political maverick or irritating smartass? That's somethingCincinnati votes can decide for themselves when they go to the polls Nov. 6and see Sean Holbrook's name on the ballot for city council. Holbrook, 24,is perhaps the unlikeliest candidate running for council. An area native,he lives in Over-the-Rhine and works as a detox nurse at the Center forChemical Addiction and Treatment. Despite his serious day job, he'sconducting his campaign with a decidedly sardonic touch. He's had localbands write campaign songs that mock, among other topics, development groupslike 3CDC and politicians who wear $400 suits while touring poorneighborhoods and shaking hands with residents - all of which have beenposted online by his sunglass-wearing, guitar strumming "Singing PressSecretary" (voteseanholbrook.com). Politics has lost touch with theconcerns of most people, Holbrook says, and many local politicians are ripefor having their pretentious, preening ways mocked. As a result, he and hiscircle of friends formed the Social Ironist Party, a group dedicated tofocusing on policy issues and making fun of rigid ideologues, conservativeor liberal. "Our satire is guided by and underlying sense of morality," hesays. "While politics may be a total joke, the issues that face ourcommunities are not. That's why we make friends with wonks who actuallyunderstand public policy, even though they lack 'political' skills likeputting on nice suits and spouting out cheesy metaphor-lies that embody theAmerican Spirit and make us all feel good about ourselves." (Kevin Osbourne) Dave RothfussUnselfish Productions, LLCwww.unselfishproductions.com513.461.1311

Presidential Campaign 2008

2007-05-30T17:03:00.000-04:00

Naked Cowboy is Running for President of the United States in 2008 fully supported and financially backed by the S.R.I. I look forward to serving you as our next President of the United States.

The Social Ironist Party (Party Platform)

No one embodies the current American political climate like the Social Ironist Party. Elections are about anything but the issues, which works out great for us, because we have good hair, and we speak in highly poetic sounding metaphors. The media wants to report on gaffes and sex scandals, so we’ll give it to them. In fact, our campaigns will be based on gaffes and sex scandals. The Social Ironist Party realizes that elections are ridiculous circuses, so we deal with them accordingly.

Phonetically speaking, Ideologies begin by addressing their followers (idiots.) Are you a Liberal? A Conservative? Stop. You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. With partisan-hack talking bobble-head dolls on both sides mindlessly flapping their jaws and twisting the facts so their little political football teams can win, who can you even trust anymore? The answer, of course, is the Social Ironist Party. Everything we do and say is honest, because I’m telling you right here that it isn’t, which thereby makes it true in a circularly-logical, meta-reflective sense. I told you we embody the current American political climate.

Why the Pony???

Republicans, the party of cash and Jesus, are symbolized by an elephant. The Democrats, who push pencils and create non-binding resolutions, have a donkey. No one really knows what either animal stands for.

The Social Ironist Party refuses to make the same mistake: our party animal is the pony, because ponies are the most beautiful, pure, and innocent creature on God’s otherwise dreary and mistake filled earth. Ponies symbolize the fact that America is essentially a nation of 12 year old girls.

“But”, you say, “I’m a 40 year old construction worker!”

We’re sure that you are. That’s your right as an American. Still, that doesn’t make you any less of a 12 year old girl. Perhaps it isn’t an actual, physical pony that you want (we’re using symbolism here, remember?) - maybe it’s a boat, or new rims for your pickup truck, or a 6 carat diamond ring. The point is that you’ll work a job you hate just so you can afford it, and when you finally do get it, your pony will chew up your lawn and kick you in the head. You’ll spend your time cleaning up pony poop and you’ll spend your money on oats and horseshoes and a brand new stable. Where was Daddy to tell you, “No, you’re not getting that pony.”?

Perhaps you don’t yet realize that you’re spiritually and emotionally a 12 year-old girl. This is because you have the self-reflective abilities of a 12 year-old girl. Enjoy your ponies.

7 Pillars of the Social Ironist Platform:

The Social Ironist Party shall be much, much hornier than any other political party. You only wish you could attend our National Convention. Because politics is an art form filled with money grubbing whores, we shall be the biggest, dirtiest, greediest money grubbing whores of all time, which is ok because we’re ironically self-reflective about it.

We shall make the American Dreamscape shinier, but more importantly we shall talk about making the American Dreamscape shinier. Our satire is guided by an underlying sense of morality. While politics may be a total joke, the issues that face our communities are not. That’s why we make friends with wonks who actually understand public policy, despite lacking “political” skills, like wearing nice suits and spouting out cheesy metaphor-lies that embody the American Spirit and make us all feel good about ourselves.

We shall speak in highly poetic language, and verbally vanquish all who oppose us, all while wearing nice suits and having good hair, or at least a straw hat.

We shall be Creators of Truth, running the most entertaining, creative, guerilla-cowboy campaigns in the history of the entire universe.

The S.I.P shall give rise to an army of pundits who will type and shout sayings and words and slogans at the top of their lungs and keyboards. What they say does not matter, as long as they drown out all the other pundits who also don’t know what the fuck they’re talking about.

We shall shamelessly promote and plug things including but not limited to the following items: our corporate sponsors, ourselves, our campaign entertainment extravaganza fundraising dinner events, and Dave’s band, 2 Night Stand (www.2nightstandband.com), because he created this party and therefore gets to use it for self-serving purposes. Also, we shall elevate Holbrook to the status of a demi-god, because what’s the point in running for public office if people don’t worship you? Later, there’s a good chance we’ll ask you to join our cult. When this day comes, just join and don’t ask any questions. God hates people who ask questions.

We shall have 7 pillars, because the number 7 represents good luck and now that we have that we’ll win the election for sure.

But Seriously:

We believe America needs an open and honest political system where decisions are made based on facts and logic instead of politics, money, and cronyism.

We strive to educate people about the issues and get them involved in improving the communities while inspiring them to improve themselves and think outside the box.

We believe in the power of innovation - it is the socially conscience entrepreneurs who will save our world, and it is up to the government to empower them and get out of their way.

Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots to Dad

2007-05-30T09:25:00.000-04:00

Due to the complexity of Divine Realization in human development, at least as it is viewed from the narrow confines of reason, several necessary interventions/directions were conveyed to Kenny R. Burck, Sr. by the Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots prior to the deliverence of his Son Robert J. Burck, II. The Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots, fully aware of it's desiny to unite all mankind and to convey, universally, the meaning of unity (awakened conciousness) in the till now clothed disquise of society (current idea being expounded by the universal mind), thus designed circumstances to prevent the major delusions erroneously built into 'normal' human psychology/development. The the Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots did decree to Kenneth Burck, Robert's dad, these specific directions.
1. Kenneth Robert Burck, Sr. was to seperate Robert J. Burck, II. from himself and his mother during his early childhood in order to sever any instictual bond to them. This seperation would obliterate the false sense of security that children inherently feel in their parents due to over-protection and rediculously possessive nurturing. (Robert was left at his grandparents house for 16 days at the age of 2 while Kenny and Mary Ann went to Mexico with Robert's older sibling Kenny Burck, Jr.)
2. Kenneth Robert Burck, Sr. was to divorce his first wife, Mary Ann, so as to create a definite line of demarcation between the principles of 'being' (the mother principle) and 'doing' (the father principle). (Kenneth did divorce Mary Ann while Robert was 2.)
3. Kenneth Robert Burck, Sr. was told to marry as many times as necessary so as to relentlessly drill in the lesson of solitary, self-contained living and the futile-ness of diluting strength through un-natural, contractually supported unions which, of course, are an attempt to contain Nature against it's will. (Kenny has been married 5 times and been entirely impervious to the divorce process as undisciplined women have tried to steer him into chaos)
4. Kennth Robert Burck, Sr. is to remain mission oriented to the detriment of all else. He is to demonstrate that control over one's circumstances is survival itself. During the awakening period of his Son Robert, adolescence, through thick and thin, Kenneth is to remain single-minded to his plan and to remain unperturbed by the continuous attempts of his Son to garner attention through misdirected applications of his inexhaustible energy. (despite lengthy bouts with speech impediment, vandalism, anorexia, violence and juvenile delinquincy, Kenny never gave an iota of reactive attention, holding with fidelity all the attention in the world to actions of impeccabilty.)
These 4 guidelines did the Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots thus decree to Kenneth Robert Burck, Sr. prior to his Son's birth.

Pollenating Cowboy Madness

2007-05-23T22:19:00.000-04:00

Last couple of days have been feakin' awesome, hitting millions. Catching up from like two days ago, the Indianapolis 500 must have taken place and promos were being done in NYC which brought me several stray t.v. cameras, including Channel 6 News, Indiana, Channel 1 New York, and a host of nice News Press cameras. Got a t.v. interview with a show called Degrassi, from Canada, got some footage for a show singing about the 'Tony Awards' comming up. It's Fleet Week and so sailors from around the world are in the city and today got shots with bunches of them who were walking around the city with the press specifically to get the shots for the papers tommorrow. Had a girl come to the city specifically to have her 'first kiss' ever from Naked Cowboy, with her parents and friends, captured on video, got two virgins asking for similar services of which, though it sounds romantic, probably would not be in the best interests of any long-term plans for living and prospering in society. Also, just the 75 plus temperatures alone, massive hours of just non-stop, rippin' it up, thousands upon thousands of photos. Worked with Bank of America today singing about "free New York Yankee tickets and an additional 25$ for beer and wieners." Worked with Jambox Studios and 4Sight Music Productions today on 'Naked Cowboy Anthem Dance Mix,' will finnish, 'Get Naked' tommorrow. Going to Cincinnat on Friday to do some mass family time and promotion as well, expecting to sign on for another year with Barking Fish Lounge, the current representatives of the Naked Cowboy Reality Show. I nipped a truck's back end yesterday, rippin' some stupid ass, I mean some really cool scratches in my new truck's bumper that I'm now going daily to body shops to get fixed. It was really noticeable, then got it buffed today, tommorrow looking at some sanding and touch up, ain't about to let that shit go, like everything perfect, no dings on the car, no zits on the body, same gig. Total concentration on organization and clean up. Buddy at garage where I park everyday said it would be a thousand bucks which got me working harder and longer, then after today's buff, was quoted $375, tommorrow with what I know now, I'm lookin' for $200 or less. I was pissed as hell at myself for like 8.345 seconds before I started celebrating and writing lists of reasons why it was the greatest thing that ever happened, with things I'd do to make certain it served everyone I came into contact with regarding it's repair. Todd Rubenstein sent three more songs that will get recorded June 6-10th during Fan Fair, 'Sad Ol' Heart Break Song,' '6 Pack Away from Loving You,' and every man's song who has ever been married, 'the
Fuc-ing You Get for the Fuc-ing You Got.'

Naked on May 20, 2007

2007-05-20T20:41:00.000-04:00

It's going on 9:00 p.m. just finished running 10 miles in one hour and forty minutes, building up to my marathon every other day, all summer long, ripped to the freakin' bone routine. Gary Descalfani, world famous model ran 6 of it, Cindy left the house same time I did running, did at least 6 miles. Today is day two in Times Square since pounding out 6 more hit songs in Nashville with Todd Rubenstein of TMR Records, should be on home page by Wednesday, May 23, 07, and downloadable on Snowcap. Will propogate system at I-tunes in 4-6 weeks wherein they, as well as the Naked Cowboy tracks produced by Jambox Studios (4sight music productions) will quickly reach gold, then platinum, then diamond status. Did a Korean Television Interview yesterday, and an interview with BTSI television today, whatever the hell that is. Signed a current edition of Glamour Magazine today, German print, so that must be out? I did a VH1 commercial that is running now and will continue through Memorial Day Weekend, should be able to see it within any givin' hour of the day. Have been reading Carlos Castaneda's 'Tales of Power' which, unbeknownst to me at the time, I started a new book/blog series idea wherein I'm re-writing my history, from before conception and actually planning all the major events of my life prior to their execution and re-creating even more profound emotional significance. Of course I've done this many times already, recapitulation of my entire life's events is as easy as reading my 'Childhood Stories,' 'Supermodel,' 'Legend of the Naked Cowboy' and other classics by Naked Cowboy all available on NakedCowboy.com, the writing section. A new Naked Cowboy Music Video Collection is coming out this week and can be had by going to the product page of NakedCowboy.com, by Naked Cowboy/Ron Israel Productions. Mimi, at webmaster@geekgurlz.net is putting that up, anyone interested in web design should contact her there. Aaron Spiegel is going to meet up with the 'Naked Cowboy Reality Show' in Cincinnati to do his brand new comedy routine that will be put on youtube.com. I will direct you to it's whereabouts upon completion. The Band is gearing up to do Taste of Cincinnati this coming weekend, shooting music video material for the new songs and possibly going into Todd Buck's studio, T-Bam Productions, to record 'If it's Trouble You Want,' die hard fans know what I'm talking about. Hoping to have some professional shots done by Gordon, G-man, Geraci, from Elite Photography in Cincinnati when there. For all your photography needs find Gordon at elitephotography.com. Contact Jim Knippenburg of the Cincinnati Enquirer to give him the scoop of upcomming visit, still have not heard from him.

Creating History Today (part 1)

2007-05-19T17:23:00.000-04:00

On March 23, 1969, a Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots appeared before Kenneth Robert Burck Sr. Kenny, as he is called, is a very realistic, pragmatic, down right conservative man. He was reared by a Jesus Loving Protestant named Robert John Burck and a wealthy Listerman named Katherine. Not prone to metaphysical or mystical tendencies by nature and nurtured towards a more materialistic, self-reliant work ethic, Kenny was designated to experience the divine fulfillment of the creation of the world through his son Robert John Burck II. He was told by the Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots that his current wife Mary Ann, not a virgin, would deliver the boy two days before Christmas and that he would unfold and proclaim his reign over all the nations of the world during his life time. Kenny was told that his Son would always know and declare his authority and not in any way to interfere for no such interference in the path of Robert could stand. Robert's known, inherent divinity would take root upon birth and develop into the true light of the world directing all the peoples of the world to his blue grey eyes of serenity. Kenny was told that his Son would create an 'Empire of Perfection' that would span the globe. An Empire that would spawn relics of him, armies of men until all were united under his understood Greatness and Order. The 'Deathless Reality' would be known by all, liberated once and for all from the 'village tale politics' that have reigned since the dawn of mankind and only known, preached and lived by the Few thusfar. The Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots told Kenny to uncover all of Robert's geneology recorded in the known history of Mankind so as to allow all the people of the world to find their worldly connection to his heritage (Google 'Kenny Burck' to find your place in the family tree). Kenny herein has become the focal point in the turning of the History of the world from Lost Souls in search of Unity, to the complete realization of it. The Naked Apparition in Cowboy Boots told Kenny that upon the birth of his Son, Robert John Burck II, He (the Appartition) would be unable to again contact him but instead to listen to his Son.

Naked on 5/16/07

2007-05-16T21:54:00.000-04:00

I'm in Nashville, finished singing 30 takes, 6 songs, 5 times a piece, like clock-work. Todd will splice and dice and actually use the technology to facilitate 'Platinum' level product to enrich the lives of fans forever, freakin' awesome. Just ate dinner with Buck Moore who wrote most of the material, major hit song writer, 'google' him and see. I got up at 6:30ish this morning and straight to Newark Airport, Cindy dropped me off, sat and prepared to read and write in journal and instead just sat there primarily did absolutely nothing, consciously, just in the void totally aware of 'blank-slate,' 'house-clearing' so to speak (many a-fine master have stated that such an activity is actually the only truly productive thing one can do). Got on the plane and for two more hours just sat and consciously did nothing, totally content. I am a constant practitioner of travel and routine change planning so as to break un-noticed monotony, yet still, like one caught unawares, I find that all the busy, must do, planning, executing, detailing, when givin' a new back-drop, fell away like a winter coat in the spring. I remember a movie once where Nick Nolte goes to New York and when calling home states something like, 'yeah, I'm going to an interview, followed by a workout, then to the ......., gotta keep movin' here or you just feel like a total loser." Tony Robbins says something similar when discussing a trip to Fiji and states that, "it took several days before we were able to drop our busy schedules that we're so accustomed to back home." For me though, it's immediate. Where-ever I am, I seem to immediately go into the mode of the environment, or at least, I would say I use the environment to make immediate shifts that I wouldn't make in an environment that I've already, for conversation sake programmed. My point, get out of whatever you're into as often as you can. I have at least ten 'faces' I wear in any environment, I'm very diverse, I'm flexible, I cannot be cornered, I am free, yet, I get to the airport and the man/thing I become is unrecognizable and would not be understood by the man/thing I was before entry. The mind, the 'tonal,' has, when 'wise as a serpent,' the capability of ritualizing to an extraordinary degree that with the greatest level of awareness won't clearly 'see' itself as it can from a distance. My buddy Gaetano in San Diego is surely experiencing this, my brother and my friends in my band get this when I succeed in obtaining gigs out of their element, it's what I give when I sponsor 'Naked Cowboy Tours' in the summer, it's what I contribute to daily for all the tourists who visit the city as a planned departure from their usual routines. Life is an adventure. Get out and explore. It's not what will seem logical, practical, reasonable, yet, the second you go, you'll know it to be the most productive thing you can do. When the pilot on the plane today was announcing that we'd be landing in 20 minutes, the girl across the aisle pulls out this big fat camera and starts taking pictures out the window. I had an empty seat next to me so I dropped my shorts, took off my shirt, put on my hat, and she took photos on the plane. Her name was Margaret and she said she'd e-mail them to me and they are gonna look funny as all hell.

Creating Triggers

2007-05-15T20:54:00.000-04:00

Knowing that I'm leaving for Nashville tommorrow, today being the last day in Times Square before a three day absence, I used the 'strong finish' trigger to stay the course beyond physical exhaustion, using the 'feeling' of fatigue or emptiness as a trigger to totally be all over it with radiant happiness and unperturbability. I hit the gym in the a.m. crushing the eliptical and freeweights, also using the upcoming Nashville trip as a trigger, or deadline to be in incredible shape. Knowing that I will be in a 'life-size-pattern-interupt' while away, I am using the radically altered situation from my norm to cut back all extraneous calories while turning marathon runner as I will be able to concentrate entirely on maximizing the hills of Tennessee and the southern climate temperature hike. It will be a vacation of singing, running, and reading in a haven of country landscape and studio silence. This three days of bootcamp will bring me back to NYC, being another deadline to be in far better shape for my 'end of Spring' rock hard transition into summer. I'm using the following five days in NYC to get my miles up considerably so that when I arrive at my May 25th deadine to be in Cincinnati for the 'Taste of Cincinnati' and to see my family, all of which will be shot by Ron Israel Productions and available to the world on video, I'll be in the best shape of my life. These four days will be used as an intensified bootcamp/promotional blast in my hometown preparing me for the deadline of 'best shape of my life' to return and maintain eternally, primarily in the short term though for the NYC Summer blast. I shot photos with a National level bodybuilder in Times Square today, just happened to be there, that was a trigger to totally sprint my 8 miles tonight, no excuses. Basically, I have a constant ongoing conditioning strategy to ensure that I always have an upcomming reason to be more, do more, expand more. It's always the last day of my life and I expect it to be my best. What you are right now is what you are. What and how you do anything, is what and how you do everything. If you're climbing and improving now, you'll be doing so tomorrow. If you're gonna start tomorrow, tomorrow you'll be preparing to start the next day.

2007-05-14T10:58:00.000-04:00

Two days prior to leaving for Nashville, just under ten years since my first trip, I'm going to work with the most powerful man in Nashville, Todd Rubenstein, CEO, Owner, King of TMR Records to record at least 9 hit songs, writen by people such as Buck Moore, Country music's #1 hit song writer and the greatest studio musicians of all time. Contrast this with my first trip out (chapter 2 taken out of the 'Greatest Success Story Ever Conciously Developed,' 'Legend of the Naked Cowboy,' available on nakedcowboy.com). Now contemplate this quote by Anthony Robbins, "most people overestimate what they can do in year, and underestimate what they can do in a decade." Now is the quote accurate, or did I create the 'reality' by having taken it in to my consciousness and willingly excepted it. I'm gonna say for now on, as I've done so for as long as I can actually remember now, that success is instantaeous, I have it now, nothing I want is not right before me now. Success like anything else is merely a feeling, a sense, a conviction of it's apparentness, to have it, is to attract it, is to be it, is to demonstrate it in one's totalilty.

Chapter 2
The First Time I Wore Underwear

It was cold and dark the night I first arrived in Nashville, October 28, 1997. I pulled off the interstate and took an exit that sounded like “mid-city.” First guy I saw I pulled over and asked if he knew where I could find a TGI Fridays. Five minutes later I was in my new work place talking with the general manager, Ali, and the following day I began work after spending two hours filling out all of their work manuals. I mingled and networked through the servers and after two days of sleeping in motels just outside of town I began staying at another server, Mark Donnelly’s, apartment. He was cool and lived only two or three miles outside of work. His apartment served as a haven for many of the servers who just sort of hung out over there smoking pot and drinking and doing what a lot of people I’ve met over the years do after work, nothing. I worked out each day at the Centennial Park Sports Complex and went out all through the day learning my way around and asking questions. I found out about the “singer/songwriting sessions” that went on somewhere in or around the city every night. Everyone I met knew someone who knew someone who could easily make me a “star” over night. This is just another way of saying they all knew I was obviously a “star” and that with their “limited” to “absolute no” experience, could get me to where I already was. I got grounded at Fridays and made certain that everyone I met knew me as what I sought to accomplish. Jogging through Centennial Park at the week’s culmination I ran across a man sitting on a park bench with his acoustic guitar. I stopped and asked him point blank, “how can I become a famous country singer?” He just looked at me seriously and said “to be a singer, you’ve got to have a real fire in your belly.” He mentioned that the average staying time in Nashville was “seven years” for success, and that was contingent upon finding a reputable songwriter who would give you his/her songs to perform. Hence the reason that Nashville is a “songwriting town.” It’s all about the songs and who’s lucky enough to sing them. Tenacity and networking and fitting into the clique. Everyone could sing. Oh, except me. Which left me with nothing but a preponderance of determination. I decided that the discussion meant that I needed to go home, write my own damn songs, learn to sing and perform them, and come back as what I would call a “complete package.” The only place I could see spending the next seven years was at home with my baby, Mindy.
The night before my departure from Nashville I went to a karaoke bar with Mark and some of his friends. Looking like a total star, as I usually do, I graced the room being continually approached by onlookers who asked, “are you going to sing?” No one could wait. When I was finally called up to sing, I was drunk and bombed like hell. The song wasn’t even in my range if I could sing. Everyone told me I did fine, but I can assure you, it was sympathy. I was excited as all hell though, and tried to sign up again but it was too late. I thought, I knew what I’d done wrong and could fix it all up. Anyway, I just wanted to sing for a crowd without nerves, and I did that. I couldn’t have given two shits, really, what it sounded like. I’d done what I’d sought to do. When we got back to the apartment that night I wrote and put music to my first song “Closed my Line.” It was about coming home to the one I loved and it only took about twenty minutes to put together, completely. Easiest thing I’d ever done. I knew I could write songs too.
I got home and went to Mindy’s apartment first thing. She lived in the same small town as me now and when arriving home from any sort of long separation, we’d live in perfect unity and love for at least a couple of days before “goal-oriented fever” would set in. At least that’s how I put it. Actually I was still, just being so damn determined to make some sort of amazing example for the world to emulate, that I ignored the one closest to my heart. I wrote twenty-five songs over the next thirty days and had them ready to be performed. I found that to be something at which I am a natural- performing. Most everyone I’d seen sing would close their eyes and go into their own world. I make up stories and then tell them to my audience. They might not sound good, but I’m thinking entertainment, and entertainment is really about communicating, and communicating is mostly visual. All along I was thinking, hey, if I got cool stories, and look cool telling them, people will like them. I guessed radio would be a problem I’d deal with later.
So I went out and bought a sound system to perform with. I made sure it was grand enough to perform at a major sports coliseum so that I wouldn’t have to come back and go through the shopping procedure again. I booked myself in every bar surrounding my hometown that would let me in. It was easy! Every club I visited said, “we’d love to have you.” They assigned me a date and I showed up. Sporadically family and friends came to see me, and Mindy came every time. Then the problem occurred. I showed up and I sucked. I performed at the “Wooden Horse,” “De Je Vu Lounge,” “Little Ditty’s,” “Back Door,” “Back Porch,” and “Bombay Bicycle Club,” once! At most of them I only got in one set before being asked to get out. The manager at the “Bombay” was really nice; the rest were like pissed off at me. I did get much better though through the process. I learned by going straight into battle how to fight, and, that again, was my objective.
I took my hard earned experience and flew to Venice Beach on December 23, 1998. I had made arrangements with a friend, Charles Worthington, to stay at his place in Hollywood. He took me to and from the airport and gave me rides to Venice Beach each day. He was the photographer who shot me in Playgirl Magazine, on a previous California trip. I wanted to get to Venice Beach because I knew I could perform for an audience each day without being told to leave, and I knew that I could experiment and determine what I could do to make people pay attention and like me for God sakes. I performed on December 24, 1998 for over six hours in jeans, boots, hat, and loosely fitting flannel shirt with the sleeves cut off. I made one dollar and two cents. The dollar was thrown in by an elderly lady who clearly felt sorry for me, and the two cents was thrown at me. When Charles picked me up after day one, he realized that I was a beaten man and told me not to give up. He suggested that I try something different like “hell, Robert, play in your underwear,” laughing, “that’ll make em’ stop.”
The next morning I took the bus to the Boardwalk. Charles said he would be down to get me by five, which would give me a total of about eight hours. I first went to the “pit” to work out, you know, “Muscle Beach,” then I went to perform. Charles had said when I left that he would bring his camera down and get some shots of me playing. Much to his surprise when he got there I had a guitar case full of dollar bills as I sang, danced and banged out tunes on the guitar in my cowboy boots, hat and underwear. He laughed and smiled like a satisfied old wise man and took a series of photos, as did hundreds of on-lookers. This had been going on for several hours. I got on the news and was a big hit. Charles was so pleased. I remember being driven back to his home, exhausted. He said, “Robert, you have passion, and that’s all it takes to be a singer.” He then laughed again and said, “my little naked cowboy". See, I knew I could sing.

Carlos Castaneda Adventure

2007-05-13T20:41:00.000-04:00

Yesterday I picked up 'Tales of Power' by Carlos Castaneda. Awesome as all his works. (The Teachings of Don Juan, A Seperate Reality, Journey to Ixtlan, The Second Ring of Power, The Eagle's Gift, The Fire Within, The Power of Silence, The Wheel of Time, The Active Side of Infinity) Naturally, I'm filling my head with a block of total power conveyed in terms that are consistent with the my usual yet chronicled in story line filled with colorful metaphor and just plain awesome symbolism and creativity. In short it's a series of books that detail Carlos Castaneda's (an anthropology student) apprenticeship with Don Juan (A Nagual) over a period of years. It teaches the warrior's way, dealing with concepts such as 'self-importance' (where most people's greatest amount of energy is absorbed in the upholding of), 'petty tyrants,' 'luminous bodies,' 'allies,' the 'dream-bodies,' the 'tonal' vrs the 'nagual,' 'sorcerers,' 'seeing,' 'impeccability,'etc. Most of the work is precluded by the first major task of stopping the 'internal dialogue' which is basically the voice that yaps in your head all day. With this silence, or the absense of the screen or filter of the mind out of the way, the 'true' realilty comes into being. "The world is such and such and so and so only because we talk to ourselves about it's being such and such and so and so." Consistent with 'J. Krishnamurti' and his works such as 'The First and Last Freedom,' and countless others, all again, the understanding that the mind creates a sense of security by labeling and defining, and once set, tends to confine the world to that interpretation never really re-evaluating, or re-seeing, or even 'seeing' in the sense of viewing without interpretation or judgement of any kind. This throws us into the Jesus Christ of the 'Gospel of Thomas' and all the mystic in general, yet what am I doing but defining and catagorizing and basically what 'language' does, remembering Frederich Neitzsche said, all language is abstraction and the first fallacy. Having read most of Castaneda's books I myself, like I've done with Eckhart Tolle's books, 'Power of Now' and 'A New Earth,' basically have created mental constructs and mental idols/philosophic ways of shaping reality despite these book's intentions of escaping such methodology. Sorry, off on a tangent again. Point being, I'm reading 'Tales of Power' and now I'm running backwards, I'm doing my tricep push-downs at the gym on one leg (increases memory capacity while bringing thought into the muscle, and feeling into the mind), I'm running my 7 miles (increasing this number daily) while searching the landscape for thing's I've never seen before in my existence, I'm driving with my full attention in the rear-view windows only peripherally looking forward. I'm doing what I never do, breaking all patterns, and getting definite reasons for doing things, then doing the opposite. Actually, nothing new, just another revisited source of inspiration getting me to do what I do better. Or as Anthony Robbins states, "Most people know what to do, they just don't know how to get themselves to do it." Well, let me tell you, disciplined effort, consistenty applied, whoops, gotta do the opposite, lazy, do nothing, it don't matter.
I ran tonight with Gary Desclafani, world famous model, world's biggest fan of Dicky Betts and soon to be the replacement guitar player of the Allman Brothers. I ate at Chinese Restaurant, steamed chicken and broccoli, and other than that, only a protein bar and some baked turkey and plain green peas, and water and coffee. Again the Castaneda has my entire soft-wear focused on new things and so food has taken an insignificant role in my agendaless agenda. Times Square was tremendous, sunny, high 60's, it's 'Mothers' Day' and the lined up in all shapes and sizes to have mom's butt squeezed by Naked Cowboy. I did an interview with a major 'Travel Channel,' Tourist Attraction' type outfit out of Spain, Barcelona, and basically took all the attention away again from the 'Eddie Murphy' movie being shot near 'Planet Hollywood.'(have already been approached about being in it) This morning I trained at Atlantis Health and Fitness as usual, doing eliptical and chest, back, shoulders and abs. Spoke to Gaetano, an enlightened music producer with 4sight music productions, sparking with wonder and magic as we discussed and began execution of the take-over of Facebook. Gaetano is in San Diego transforming his physique into the work of art it was/is/will eternally be intended to be. Chicken and broccoli is the cure for every know illusion/ailment. "The body must be perfection before with will is a functioning unit." -Castaneda

Naked on 5/11/07

2007-05-11T20:14:00.000-04:00

Just got back from a 6 mile run, feeling awesome, push-ups off the park benches in town, no shirt, hot, steamy weather. Did Times Square today for three hours, got one of my favorite islands back, all paved and greatly expanded. There is a major renovation going on of the Tickets booth for over a year it seems and for about 3 months probably the side walk has been sealed off. It's a big point in the center of Broadway, it's silent there, and great for mass groups of pedestrian traffic at 46th and Broadway. I walked over to Sam Ash to get some guitar straps, American Flag style, met Bobby, the manager who took my number to do some upcoming promotions for them. Ended up buying at Rudy's Music cause Sam Ash and Manny's were out, took photo with owner of Rudy's for their store. Let Times Square by three, began to down pour the moment I left the parking gargage. Got call to confirm an interview tomorrow for a National Television program in Spain, Jambox recording of 'Get Naked' postponed till Monday. Had realization while out running that, again, right now is my life, always has been, always will be. Must get all coordinates up to where they have maximally been. If I was running up to 3 hours and ten minutes last year, then beyond that is what I'm looking to reach today. If I was hitting the heavy bag twice a week, same deal. If I have ever looked better, been more cardiovascularly in shape, then right now it must be. A Wayne Dyer tape I got in the car around the clock, 'Real Magic,' combined with Frankin Merrell-Wolfe in the a.m. and a re-circulation of Anthony Robbins' 'Awaken the Giant Within' damn dude, tellin' ya, gonna rock any previous, present or hypothetical future expectation of genius. The definition of 'genius' that I serve is, 'an infinite capacity for hard work.'

Naked on VH1 on 5/10/07

2007-05-10T21:29:00.000-04:00

Got up at 6:00 a.m. this morning to leave at 7 after rolling around stretching from lifestyle of non-stop action. Drove into city with new 'Get Naked' monster track that should get lead vocals tomorrow, been instructed to bring out my 'sleezebag' character for it? Now where would someone like myself get such a quality, good thing I'm flexible. Got to Times Square and went up to the 22nd floor of the 1515 Broadway building, MTV's building, and of course, got the usual memorandum from a host of building security personal as to Naked Cowboy protocol, went in wrong door for Naked People without credentials, however, very cool that I didn't get the overcoat routine. Was out on the Island between 45th and 46th where yesterday saw Naked Cowgirl for first time this year, she's back, bless here heart. (The second best idea I've ever seen) She's linked on my home page I think, I'll be checking now that I'm mentioning it, if not, check, youtube.com and search Naked Cowgirl. Anyway I did my own commercial for VH1 that will run to promote Memorial Day, 3 big days of TV, on their channel. It was pretty tough, 80 plus degrees, timing a coreographed dance medley with three beautiful young girls in 'daisy dukes' and having them semi-attack me and go goo goo and stuff. At the end of the main 30 second spot we did I had to end in a lunge possition and hold it over and over and over, of which I did the same with the alternate leg in between shots to maintain balance and it was, like I said, pretty tough adding a total of about 5 hours with no food which for me is about three hours longer than usual. The make-up chick was padding mass sweat. The island was roped off basically by personnel whose job it is too keep people out of the shots and so the entire times square section that we worked in was a closed photo, video shoot as well as tourists lined the entire perimeter to capture it. After it all wrapped, I went to my usual deli for baked turkey breast and broccoli, a diet iced tea Snapple then back to the Square for my usual, another 2 hours.
Went and got Chinese Chicken and Broccoli, then took Dakota (Cindy's 10 year old, youngest son) to baseball practice and while he did that, I jogged all the hell over Secaucus for 50 plus minutes. Got home and Gary D, the famous model called and wanted to go work out. Took one minute shower, dumped soaking wet clothes in hamper, out the door and busted out another set of soaking wet clothes doing back, arms, chest. Sitting here, gonna read and of course, watch the greatest show of all time, so far, Seinfeld.

Naked on 5/7/07

2007-05-07T21:38:00.000-04:00

Another ass kickin' day! Gaetano called last night to testify that he would be sticking to the 'nothing but Chicken and Broccoli, black coffee and water nutritional magic routine (TM)' and so I was even more pumped about it. Got out of bed blastin' with energy as always, only slept like 4 hours cause I was beamin' with energy last night too. Read some 'Awaken the Giant Within' actually finished it for no telling how many times now. Went to gym on empty stomach and did eliptical for 35 on level 16 with 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' then did shoulders and abs. Went to Secaucus home to get ready for City and dropped off some packages at post office, envelopes with cash for nephews and nieces, 5 total, a weekly ritual. Got to Times Square and did 4 solid hours, very busy, got on national program, 'Naked News,' interviewed by hot girl in very small bikini (guessing cause I wasn't staring my ass off), and also E! television was shooting it as well. Sunny as all hell and high 70's, never ending hours of pure exstatic bliss. Went to Chinese restaurant for Chicken and Broccolli, steamed, no sauce, then went to Cindy's and rehearsed a song for a commercial I'm doing for VH1 tommorrow to be aired all Memorial Day Weekend. Then ran to track, then ran 24 laps there, 6 miles, total run, 70 minutes. Came home and answered e-mails and sang song after song, checking keys with Todd Rubenstein in Nashville, projected to have him lay all tracks prior to my 16th-18th singing camp next week. 9 tracks to be completed for album one by May 20th. Reading 'Experience and Philosophy' tonight and chillin,' each days training in pyramiding upward and onward. Besides Chicken and Broccolli at Chinese Restaurant, had two chicken breasts, two protein bars, a bag of baked lays, some steamed peas and broccolli, and some plain rice cakes with a can of albacore tuna. I will wake up tomorrow more ripped than today, and that is the agenda each and every day. More training, more dietary clean up, no chance for error. Like the 'Dialogue' states, 'R&D stands for Ripped and Determined' and everything is easier when I am so. The same garanteed approach that goes into my physical routine goes into my social, emotional, financial, historical, spiritual, etc., in fact, they are all one when fully considered, will spew that later, out, Naked Cowboy

Cindy Goes Home

2007-05-06T22:02:00.000-04:00

I live with Cindy Fox, anyone who know me knows her, she's on my link page to know about us check out youtube.com, or our sites. Anyway she's into belly dancing all the sudden over the last 6 months or so and she went to a belly dance festival over the weekend. She mentions that she got there, about 45 minutes from Secaucus and just stood there thinking, oh yeah, this is me. No family associations, no schedule, no familiarity, just her out in the middle of nowhere she 'knows' and just free and what a sigh of freakin' relief. No one clawing at her and no sense of 'I got ten minutes till, this, and twenty to get here, and there,' and all that shit. As she relayed the story and feeling to me she asks, 'you know what I mean?' Then she quickly say's, 'no, of course you don't.' That's right, rarely do I experience that. At least not as a shock. I feel it all the time. I live in it entirely. I got that liberation years ago. It's called the first chapter in the story of Abraham. Abraham is the first key figure in the three most known and followed religions of the entire world, Christianity, Islam, Judaism. Abraham is called by 'God' to leave his homeland and get the hell out essentially. Snakes, by literalists, are considered a symbol of evil, yet they get further along the path of enlightened conciousness than most men who never overcome their sense of family burden and resented responsibility the day they are born and leave their eggs. Once a man leave his homeland he finds a place in the world for himself. This is his center. It's where he finds his liberation, his true self divorced from the chains of Sangsara. Ram Dass speaks of how through meditation and years of searching and living with 'gurus' he found his 'heart cave' where he hangs out with Christ, Buddah, Maharaji, and the like. He's would recount how he is always reciting his mantras and just playfully participating in the 'things of the world' so to speak. The majority of humanity is in the world and rigidly to their associations that seem as real and as inescapable as iron chains (not just people but ideas such as political associations, religions, geneology, etc). Don't get me wrong, I'm not advocating dessertion of your family, only the illusion that it's not a 'choice' to be there, not an unavoidable obligation. I see myself simply in the world. I'm as free to live here in the home I'm in writing this, or in the South of France where I've never been. I left home years ago, still love them, still do whatever I can to serve them, yet don't bitch and complain about them all day as if I'm unable to leave or live my life to the fullest without any regard for their or anyone elses opinion. Only a free man can give of himself truly. Only a free heart that is personally satisfied and fulfilled has anything real to give. When you're attached and fighting for a moment to yourself that you only get every several months, you are merely indulging your own need to be needed by needy people and perpetrating the continutation of the process of unfulfilled existence. What Emerson calls Self Reliance is what Christ calls Kingdom of Heaven is what the in the East the refer to as Enlightenment, is what Frederich Neitzsche calls Overman. Every moment of my life is just freedom extended. My Naked Cowboy Dialogue is a map just to keep me from wandering out in the desert and losing all order and coherence. I'm merely playing out a chosen existence, without attachment.

Jeff Sheripa (possible spelling error?)

2007-05-03T21:09:00.000-04:00

Was walking around the gym in a somnambulistic (sleep-walking) state when Jeff Sheripa asked me what's up. I sprang into 'kicking ass, just got done reading some 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue,' etc. This spawned my reasoning for it, the constant up-keep and conditioning, the repetition of the purpose. Anyone not familiar with 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' can read it in it's entireity in the writing section on nakedcowboy.com and you'll understand what's up. I started out the day with Franklin Merrell-Wolfe for two hours, rocked the shit out of Times Square for 4 solid non-stop, went to Jambox studio and sang/recorded new bomb ass track 'Everybody Get Naked' which basically involves standing in a hot box at a mic screaming a song a couple of hundred songs with mico, minute, subtle, tinky-dinky, sound more sexy, pretend you're in front of your favorite goat suggestions till they finally say, ok, sounds permissable, kind of, we'll see ya tomorrow. Got back to girlfriends house in Secaucus and did a power cleaning, empty cans, dump main can (trash), do load of laundry, all dishes cleaned and put away, windex all glass, vacuum, clean internal parts of vacuum in sink, wipe stove, takes about forty minutes including shower, did pretty good job of not bitchin' in my head the whole time about the lazy good for nothin' lazy shit assess for every single thing I did. I lived in a hotel for about 8 years while building the brand Naked Cowboy and got used to being in a perfectly controlled environment where total understanding of discipline, organization and wealth all go hand in hand and so I tend to reinforce my pattern by condemning those around me as the whole, I'm so great and perfect routine is already so well established. It's not a shitty, you're inherently bad person bickering, it's the, hey, the world rewards those who are efficient and orderly and all that stuff and just total refusal to understand why anyone would not capitalize on the opportunity to clean and organize anything and everything. (like I do) I picked up two of my girl's kids then got on the eliptical for an hour or so and was just nailing shoulders when Jeff awoke me. Now was I in the zone, totally fused with the moment and triggered to my conditioned shared mutual Tony Robbins commonalilty with Jeff to spring into a justification pattern about how I was doing my reading, or was I 'lost in thought' (the condition Eckhart Tolle claims the dysfunctional human race lives in), and not really 'present' at all. Is the analysis itself now just another layer of questioning divorcing myself even further and basically just a continuation of the desire for a non-present state, perpetrated by a mind that is defending itself from an exhausted body that was 'present' all day and now trying to escape? When I was deep into Franklin this morning I called Nancy Rawlingson (my biographer) and we talked at length as I just got my copy of 'Experience in Conciousness' back from her yesterday and basically asked how she could relinquish it withhout completing it to which, she replied she's got it on order from Amazon. We talked about the 'elixir of life,' the 'sweet ambrosia,' the 'ineffable reality,' the 'transcendental reality,' all concepts dealt with at length and to what degree experience, mine and hers, based on the reading could be affirmed or denied. It all gets wordy, and certainly, deeply explorative. Two quick takes, one, you can bend your mind to mystically peotic proportions thereby opening the mind or giving the mind a road map, if you will, that it can unfold before you and so it is. Or, by seeking this, mapping it out so to speak, you're not actually transcending anything but merely using the deceptive apparatus of the mind to create yet another desired end that is still of the mind. Like the 'whole spirit' it cannot be sought, one can only get out of the way and humbly be open to serve, surrendered and in denial of 'the world' so to speak? Like I said, wordy, and could easily give ten more takes and twists. Anyway, getting ready for meal 4, chicken and veggies, getting ripped this week as a summer special for humanity. Got confirmation on a trip to Nashville on 16,17,18, to make Country album an even faster reality that the world will celebrate eternally.

Naked on 5/1/07

2007-05-02T09:07:00.000-04:00

Morning constitution was a bite today yet loved it cause I love to conquer forward as my petty 'little-me,' 'I've had enough mind bickering' goes on. Adding an additional hour of aerobics begins to increase it's 'demand' cause it immediately happens that the body takes immediately better shape and this always inspires a calorie reduction as well forcing the body to use any stored fat for energy which the body is a bit more reluctant to give up, at least not without the resistance. Today I'm going jogging to break even that monotony pattern. Nobody is going to run outside in the morning and not be invigorated once past the kicking screaming fight that 'I don't freaking want to.'
Went to the city today around noon, was waiting for Ron Israel who then called and said he was already in the city via a 'wrong' turn. Did two hours of total exstasy as the sun was shining bright, cool 70's. Ended up working with Adam, the promoter of Texas Rock Fest as he was doing filming for new upcomming web site, nyc.com. I did a film piece with the New York Rangers as well for their Stanley Cup race. Ron as I mentioned was coming and was there shooting more great footage for Naked Cowboy Reality show soon to be sold as a bulk footage package to a totally new independent entity that can wrap and distribute it free of any future work responsibilities. 50,000 to a million photos were taken during this period. I took Ron down to Jambox to meet Aymie from Barking Fish Lounge, then took in three pairs of cowboy boots to be resoled and had some steamed Chicken and Broccolli in New Jersey. Have to spend considerable time in car cause I'm learning 9 new songs to complete my country album with TMR records by June 10th, and one more song from 4Sight Music Productions to be completed? Went back to Times Square for another two and a half hours of unbelievably kick ass business, full blast in the face several more thousands upon thousands.
Ron and I left the city around 7:00p.m. and went to Gary Desclafani's condo, a really famous New York City model, and recorded a number of new songs to be put up on youtube.com in the next couple weeks, look under Naked Cowboy/Gary D Series. Two cool, guitar playin' chaps rockin' some awesome Southern Rock, eventually to be produced further.
I received 11 calls today for pricing, which currently is $1000 and hour in the New York City area, currently no exceptions and by July will have to double this to meet demand.
Currently finalizing dates for promotion in Ireland at June's end, will be working with Vodaphone, a cell phone outfit to last the entire Summer. Cindy and I will leave on the 20th for yet another paid vacation.
As with every day, only ate chicken and veggies, black coffee, water. Every penny spent has been accounted for with receipts and will be used to write off against massive income growth. I cleaned up every environment I happened upon and read my average 6 hours, today, 4 before bed, two with coffee in a.m, mostly Emerson and a book called 'The Tao is Silent.' Also knocked out some refresh with Joel Olsteens, 'Best Life Now,' very cool stuff from the smiling preacher.

The Machine

2007-04-30T21:39:00.000-04:00

Got up around 8:00 a.m. on a mission. Went to bed night prior having delved into 'Awaken the Giant Within' again in the back of the book where Anthony breaks down 7 days of mastery and the physical got me pumped regarding aerobic verses anaerobic systems and their most effective utilizations. Now of course I train like a mad man every day yet still determined to take it way up, to ensure that I am in fact doing enough cardio so as to ensure that every time I do anything physical (which is everything), no matter what, my body is in fat burning mode, or, in other words, I'm in rip-roaring shape not just fitness wise, but health wise, which by his description is that all the systems of the body are running in the most optimal way. How's that for a run-on sentence, like I care. So I started the day with one black coffee (cut out creamer for pussies), and thirty minutes on the Eliptical on level 16, then did chest for 6 sets heavy. Had one bowl of oatmeal, mixed veggies and protein shake then to city by noon. Gorgeous weather, did five hours straight, top vocal screaming with only two interruptions. One was a brisk walk up to the Cranberry Cafe to eat a chicken breast with a girl named Aymie from Barking Fish Lounge here to meet with one of my music production companies, 4sight music productions, the other was when a girl decided to take a water bottle and dump first a considerable stream on the back of my underwear, then to proceed to do the same in the front. At that point I took it and shot it in her stupid ass face. She then came running at me full force, somehow thinking it was out of line to have to receive what she herself had dished out. For that, she, it would appear to the untrained eye, got jabbed in the face, yet I was merely keeping her off me. She probably got 3or 4 shots in my face before I grabbed hold of her fat neck keeping her out of firing range till a witnessed drug her ridiculous ass to the curb. I continued as usual and had several police come and asked if I were fine of which I replied, 'greatest thing that ever happend!' Held down the fort so that the skeleton crew of locals would not be perturbed by the cheap display of clearly lacking basic morality of 'don't f--k with people unless you wanna get f--ked with.' Then did a quick undie change and washed the blood off my hand. When I left around 5:00 I still felt like I'd just got there. Inexhausible!!! Got home and read 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' for about an hour and a half, had steamed chicken and broccolli, then went back to the gym for another thirty minutes on level 16 and then just freaking hammered chest again, back, arms and abs (was slammin' 70 pound dumbell curls). Did a radio internet interview, now this, and going to wrap my head around some Emerson.
A couple summers ago I had a group of teenage boys get those massive water maching guns and out of no where totally assalted my ass big time, I was so pissed. They did it several times over the summer, I only chased them once. Can you imagine what that looked like.

Problem Solving with Einstein

2007-04-28T09:31:00.000-04:00

A tape set landed in my front seat titled 'How to Think Like Einstein,' by Scott Thorpe. Very cool, approaches things from a seemingly opposite position from my usual, and that's the point in a way. The major theme is that Einstein was a rule breaker. The tapes reiterate over and over that 'rule-ruts' are the culprit to finding sollutions. We come up with a set of rules that make solutions impossible. Issac Newton had a rule in his mountain of work that said that time was a constant. Under that premise, relativity would not be solved no matter how 'hard' you tried. Einstein, a novice, had not been brainwashed by that idea and was free to break that rule making his major accomplishments possible. The tape also explains that with time, Einstein, with more knowlege became less fruitful, due to the accumulation of too many rules, many of them created by himself. We're a rule loving, abiding, people. The brain itself is a generalizer, a ritual maker, a security device designed to make us feel safe and secure. To think like Einstein you must break your rules and constantly find innovative ways to be outside your box.
At this point let me give you a far more profound man's name, J. Krishnamurti. If you don't know him, go get 'First and Last Freedom,' one of his books, will make you aware real quick that you cannot think your way out of the predjudices that you have, fucking period!!!! Everything you have been taught, thousands of lessons a day for years before you could even speak english, or whatever jibberish you expound, have created the 'thinker' that is in your head thinking. Most people think there is a thinker and a thought. The thinker is all you past thoughts, simply projecting on to any situation you come across, an interpretation that jives with something dead and gone. The reason we are not creative, is cause the thinker (the past) colors everything we see now. Only when we look on things with 'passive awareness,' with the desire to understand, do we escape thought entirely and understand things. The moment the mind comes up with a lable, this is a flower for instance, true understanding is gone, and the mind, seeking to be secure has disposed of that which it has come across. The mind is a source of duality, egoic conciousness, subject/object thinking. The second you come up with what something is, you immediately come up with what it is not. Even misunderstood Nirvana, bliss, has it's opposite, not bliss. If you were taught as a child, that Jews suck, and blacks are thieves, no amount of thinking will get you out of it. That predjudiced thinker is adding new knowlege but is still fundamentally a predjudiced thinker. You can control yourself, act appropriately, and choose to 'know' that what you have learned is wrong, but the one making that judgement is still that thinker. Compelling yourself to stop thinking will increase thought, only by fundamentally understanding that the new cannot enter until thought ceases does one become spontaneously free. The mind seeks it's continued survival by finding itself necessary and in conflict, yet all sollutions on the level of mind will be a repetition of the past cause it's store house of knowledge is past information. The mind, the ultimate, most slippery mechanism ever imagined is that which has held humanity at war since it's inception.
Back to Einstein, what's applicable and neat is a number of approaches to escape your personal 'rule-ruts.' He has you for instance, turn on your tv, with the mute on, and arbitrarily write down a list of the people, places, events, and things you see. Then write down how they are perfect sollutions to your problem. This is a way of provoking thought you would not have had yourself, again, the point being, to think in ways you normally would not have thought. Anyway, massive numbers of techniques like that. Many I already use, playing football left handed, writing in my journal left handed, reaching intuitive parts of the mind. Using humor while considering new ideas to allow their installment into the mind without complex adult predjudice from inhibiting consideration. Comming up with sollutions from the point of view of Napoleon, a small child, your grandma? Changing the time frame from one day to 500 years, you get the point. Nevertheless, seeking multiple perspectives from which to view life, all designed as constant reminders that nothing thinkable is ultimately absolute, merely relative.
So a major problem to solve? End all conflict in the world. Easy, already done it. The conflict you see in the world is merely your own projected evil in relation to your own projected good. You've been taught right and wrong, you interpreted it, you believed, now you see. How did I end all conflict in the world, I eradicated it in me. Kill me, my family, Jesus five more times, greatest thing that ever happened. All is perfect, all is as should be, nothing to conflict against.
'as within, so without'
'as ye think, so shall ye be'
'on earth (manifest) as in heaven (unmanifest or level of mind)'
'you cannot serve two masters'
Every wise master had been in awe of all things without judgement. Mystics who the world turns into religions of right and wrong and rules have all walked around in total worship of all things, totally connected and unified. Then their ignorant followers turned them against their killers and made winner/loser scenarios and created next life revenge and vidication that was in them, not in their masters. As an enlightend master myself, a total affirmer, one who is so satisfied and appreciative of this life, I need no projected (again, mind made) future utopia to have escape from this world. Here I could take you into 'master moralilty' and 'slave morality' discussions that would simply rock your fucking world, no time though, check out your 'Beyond Good and Evil' by Frederich Neitzsche, I'm going to celebrate my existence in Times Square with my brothers and sisters. Peace out.

Social Supremacy

2007-04-21T21:11:00.000-04:00

I have full access to everyone at all times. Salesmanship is a poor description of my inherent right and power to penetrate. Skating past the pretensions of humanity comes as easy as taking a breath of fresh air, with my, the most powerful lungs ever created out of the mixture of life substance that I am. I am not raised up or pulled up from above or below, I am simply the inherent peak that humanity knows on sight. A glance from me is sufficient. My presence is the shock. I am the awakener. I bask in the unlimited, unchallenged approval of all my loving, adoring peers! I am the bench mark for the definition of determination, likewise for charm, likewise for grace, elegance, manners, charisma in it's most enthusiastic explosions. Yoga is, was, will be created to duplicate my perfected posture and ordained alignment. All gravitate to behold me in their sights. I am compelled to overflow with my passionate wisdom at all times. I am the destiny of organized beings. My favor is spelled out in Naked Cowboy. I need no cover from the world. Between me and all others there is no screen. The World is naked before me and I it. I am universal leverage! I am the penetrated cause. No one is violable by me as I have them prior to execution!!! The dress to impress but I was there when they chose their outfits. Now matter how far back you go, I am the impulse that gave rise to the impulse, and prior to that, I was, is, am that which need not move. I am the spatial, entity-less-entity!!! All that I see exists in my space. I observe the specks of relativity and gladly embrace how they all interact so obediently to my interpretations, flexible if desired, rigid as well if so chosen. I move through crowds as easily as I swim through water. The crowd melts to my desires as butter liquifies on hot iron. My favor in all things, places and circumstances is trademarked and truly uninfringable! My identity is known, sought out and celebrated over, in, and through all mankind. I represent the all, the attainable glory. I am the genius the world exists for. I take my glory and honor to all, and will wait till every last soul has joined in unified tribute and agreement.

Naked on April 21, 2007 'Protege'

2007-04-21T20:26:00.000-04:00

It's 8:30 p.m. and just got back from a one hour and forty five minute run. Un-freakin' believably awesome, have been working out every day forever and ever, yet still, first time running over 6 miles at a time since last summer. Last summer I got up to three hours and ten minutes, this summer I'll beat it. A little kid named Bobby came out of no where and started provoking me with little sprints, and being the grown up I am I kept sprinting and wooping his ass. After a while though, he settled in and just ran with me. He ran over twelve laps then got called to dinner. Twenty or so minutes later he came back and ran eight more. I asked him if he had any intention of stopping and he said he wasn't till I did. He's nine and a half, he's a champion. Like my spittin' image, unable to turn down any challenge, in it for the long haul. I am reminded of Emerson who says it takes a whole melon patch go get a perfect melon, and several races of men to get a finnished man. Neitzsche says that it takes several generations of a people to create one true individual. What an honor to run with one of the elite of the next generation of heros. Truly inspiring. I told him I had to go anyway after another lap and ran my last half hour on the streets, not wanting to exhaust him, or me for that matter.
Barking Fish Lounge Productions, based in my hometown of Cincinnati met with Todd Rubenstein in Nashville today to devise the finnishing touches on the pitch proposal for the Naked Cowboy Reality Show. Todd Rubenstein is the King at TMR Records, my country label, he's the biggest producer, music master in Nashville, leader of the new paradigm of music production realilty which is web based and built on consumer driven music preferences, not on monopolizing corporate interests. 'Ain't got nothin' to do with love' is the hit single available on I-tunes and several other hits will be produced by the end of June, 2007. My other label, 4Sight Music Productions, headed by Lee Evans and Gaetano Latanzi (incidentally the two most talented and well known producers on either the east of west coast), is also pushing full steam ahead and preparing to dwarf all records to date for digital downloads on I-tunes as well. Because it takes some 6-8 weeks to propogate the system of I-tunes, early release can be obtained at nakedcowboy.com or either the country or rock myspace functions on the site.
Final arrangements were made today for a trip to Cincinnati for Memorial Day weekend. It is the Taste of Cincinnati weekend as well. That means the majority of the population of Cincinnati and Northern Kentucky will be downtown, flooding the streets where Naked Cowboy and his Band will pass out unreal amounts of Myspace marketing materials to gratiously inform any one whose been living in a cave that the world's resident superhero is not only back in his hometown, but has boatloads of new material available for them. Ron Israel will be there as well to film all events for the Naked Reality Show, be sure to find Naked and make a splash for T.V. Naked will be practicing all songs on his songlist with his band and shooting music videos of each song to be plastered on youtube.com for your entertainment fantasy fulfillment. Be sure to masterbate to that. This preparation is for the Reality Show Tours that will criss cross the world making Naked Cowboy the most exciting interactive performance spectacle ever in the history of mankind.
Times Square today was so unreal magical it cannot be adequately described. I got there at 10:30 a.m., and at 2:30 p.m. looked up at the clock for the first time. Four solid, no water, no food, no break, just flex look at me, flex look at me, two thousand or so butt grabs, flex look at me. Not on iota of energy depletion. Could have gone all day. Only left cause money was dropping out of the guitar hole stuffed to capacity, roughly 700. No question about it, like the 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue' states, 'one's day's enthusiasm on Times Square is enough to reach every soul alive.' Don't miss the point that nearly 250,000 photos were taken of me today, all chronicling the most amazing success story ever self created. Once again, you're welcome!

What I expect TODAY

2007-04-21T17:02:00.001-04:00

I would like to have a deal signed today, that will be saturated in the media today, that would be known by every member of the human race today. A deal that will monetarily set my wealth as the wealthiest man alive (net worth), that would spawn unlimited residual income that would, within a year or less, make me the wealthiest man/soul ever in the history of mankind, building platforms of opportunity to perform, and thereby establish myself as the pre-eminent, most amazing performer/hero of all time with audiences in size that make the Superbowl audiences miniscule by comparrison. The deal and publicity and residual impact will showcase the best built, most inspiring, most celebrated entertainer of all time, living in perfection, pure victory, unlimited, inexhaustible power. The king of kings, Naked Cowboy, comming to a town near you, tour buses, lear jets, utopia in transit transforming all in my path to pure awareness of unimaginable oppulence.

Naked on April 20, 2007

2007-04-20T21:50:00.000-04:00

Got up around 9:00 today, started day with Neitzsche again, had great moments of shear exstatic realization while re-absorbing what can only be defined as truth, not because of any prescription of information, but instead a prescription for being past information entirely. He takes you through a developmental analysis of 'intellectual' maturity in phases described as 'I shalt,' that being the common man living under morality and social dictates, then into 'I will,' that being the heroic type that stands above the common pussy-ass who decides for oneself, then to the 'I am,' which is beyond even one's own dictates and realizes the full pregnancy of being. He states that when we do our best, we are not working, that work is merely a means to achieveing these moments. My day was so entirely characterized by this understanding as to leave me nearly without thought entirely. When I got to the city one of the first things that stood out was a 'savior' out with his 'christian' signs promissing failure to all who didn't believe as his interpretation of his 'good book' decreed, yet how relative and narrow must his sense of freedom and valildity in the world be. How scared he must be. In relation to this the thought came to me, 'the evil you see in the world is not in the world, it's in you.' Surely that phrase has been extolled many times before yet so much more deeply realized today. Salvation, Enlightenment, Nirvana, Moksha, the end point of all religion is the same translation and that is Liberation. Liberation from what? From your obsessive right/wrong mentality. You can't have one without the other. How obvious is it that any line of reasoning will have it's opposite. Everyone has been taught that this and that is good, this and that is bad. How can anyone not understand the simple logic that you've been taught what you know, and so has everyone else, and that everyone believes that they are right or wrong based solely on their diligence to believe that same thing over a period of time. Of course the longer you believe something, and the more desperate you are (the more fearfull and needy, cowardly you are), the more you will find proof of your relative truth. You've simply invested more of your precious, possessive life energy in it and so you'd be lost without it yet, all perspectives are relative. All written texts are petty stories. All religions and mythologies and vise versa are merely directional guides to the absolute which contains all there is and cannot be put into words, creeds, language. Learn from a master who needs no master other than myself. Learn from a master who needs no validity, who needs no rules, who has no crutch, no mental idol called God. So many rediculous children in their suits and ties think I am arrogant because I claim to be all that can or will be named. It is they who are arrogant to claim that they are not what they distinquish as God. It is they who have made themselves 'other' than God. To white wash it with false humility and call themselves sinners, guilty, fallen, and all the other shameful shit is no excuse. All is one, and all is perfect. All is honorable and divine, I am that in all it's infinite detail. I stand before that world with nothing but the total conviction of my totalilty, of my pure contemplation of my achieved state of exstatic, raging, energy and excitement to be Naked Cowboy!!! I live this, this can never die. All the perfected ones have said the same thing. All the village minded followers have fought over whose cultural idiosyncrasies should govern. I know I went off on a tangent here, this is what I'm thinking as I'm holding the human race in my arms and making everyone in a mile wide circle happy, free and validated in their lives right now. (This circle ripples throughout the entire universe) It's as if the whole of human history of misguided, totally lazily researched philosophy and religion must be wrestled out of each day. Like throwing off hoards of ignorance each day in order to live as a free man in world of prisoners to outdated, childish fairy tales. I'm happy to do it. You're welcome.
Aside from my 4 plus hours of shear genuine happiness proliferation, I nailed the gym for like two hours, had only chicken and veggies and water, and coffee, and spent the rest my time organizing the car, house, and wrapping my head around Plato's Republic.

Naked on April 19, 2007

2007-04-19T21:04:00.000-04:00

Got up at eight again, sat in chair with coffee and Anthony, legs rocked from yesterday, awesome. Read for about two hours, today, hit 'values' and 'rules' for achieving them. The book is 'Awaken the Giant Within,' have read it in excess of 50 times and done all exercises all can be read and studied at nakedcowboy.com under 'Naked Cowboy Dialogue,' you've probably already read it, a handbook for super-heros. I'm on a totally tighter organizational thematic lately, stop-watching all my regular activities to increase efficiency and amounts of activity. Quality and quantity, so I did a 40 minute bout with guitar in mirror, rockin' and making faces and shit. Poop, shower, bowl oatmeal, protien bar, water, out the door in that order. Went to drop of orders at post office, hit gas station for coffee, then to the city today jammin' two new singles from Nashville Country label, TMR Records, 'Whiskey Dirty' and 'Naked Cowboy Anthem Country.' Both songs will be sang hundreds of times prior to my perfomance at Fanfair in Nashville in June whereon that trip I will record them, all songs by TMR and 4Sight Music Productions available at I-tunes.
Got to Times Square and did 12-2:30 shift. Mass people, first day over 55 degrees in like weeks. Naturally I'm exploding with burst after burst of hilarity. At will I can have people laugh to where they literally cannot stand up, with me holding them. Dude when I get going I'm just the funniest mother on the planet. I sheduled the time today cause a woman who knows my dad came in from Delaware, Ohio to find me and I coordinated. Go to any search engine on the internet and type in Kenny Burck, that's my dad. He's the only guy on the entire planet with more entries directly related to him that any other man alive now or ever. He's the genealogical President of the world and I'm not speaking in metaphor. My blood line is traced up to the time when recording began, as far back as you can go, like 1400's. Another reason I can call anyone alive more of a mutt than me, besides the genetically aparent reasons. Girls name was Susan and she did show up with her friends. I get calls all the time cause me number is on my site saying, 'hey, we're from so and so and we're in Times Square, where the hell are ya?' Or I get there and the regular workers be it traffic gaurds or venders saying, 'damn dude, where the hell you been, everybody's asking me where you're at?' Freak dudes I don't live there, yet. I have gotten mail there three times now, just addressed, Naked Cowboy, Times Square. Had a menacing looking dude come up today screaming I was a faggot and he was gonna kick my gay white ass, but got distracted by a tour bus announcer saying hi and by the time I got done talking the dude was completely gone, made me wonder if I imagined the whole thing. Also had a guy ask me how much I'd charge to put his name on my underwear. He couldn't believe I said I'd do it for nothing. Followed up with, nobody reads the inside anyway.
Had Chinese chicken and broccolli three times today, white rice, all steamed, no sauce, and trained at gym for two hours blasting chest, back, bi's, tri's, and eliptical for bout 20, and a 2 mile or so run. Got Joseph Campbell all lined up for the evening, a book I've read only 2 times, 'Hero with a Thousand Faces' deep, mythological study of culture after culture, since the beginning of time. All the same archetypical figures rehashed over and over and over to fit the times of the ages and the symbolism most fitting to convey timeless truths. Example, Prometheus was a Greek fiqure who was the 'friend of man.' He stole fire from the gods and brought it back to man. Jesus, petitions God on behalf of man. He explains what Carl Jung and Freud and many others have found since day one, that the psyche of man has had themes that have prevailed in dreams since the dawn of man. Mankind as a whole projects these figures into the landscape of the human race. If we all have a hero in our soul, we will either be it, or project it. It might be a savior, hero, archangel, wise old man, devil, celestial virgin, you name it. Whatever the culture as a whole craves, worships, finds to be of highest value, it will see portrayed most by someone or something that will then be the archetype of that age. It will become holy, pure, uncurruptable, sacred, it will reach apotheoses. The world where America is the land of freedom that all men crave. The land where commercialization is king. Where Naked Cowboy epitomizes shameless personification of what it means to live as a walking, talking, eating, breathing, blogging commercial. Amen.

Naked on April 18, 2007

2007-04-18T22:16:00.000-04:00

Woke up around eight a.m., usual for me though I try not to do shit with consistency. Cindy and kids were out of the house, had coffee, put off the poop and the shower to read first. Got in the lazy boy with Anthony Robbins and finnished goal setting chapter then hit first half of 10 day mental challenge. Read for about an hour and a half then went into room with stop watch, hit timer and began rippin' out leads on a Jay Turser electric guitar with a Jay Turner box amplifier. In jammies, hair dishevelled, fartin' my ass off and played in the mirror for 46 minutes straight. Damn I still look freakin' awesome with all that goin' on. Took shower, had bowl of oatmeal, a protein bar, water, left for the city. Stopped by post office to drop of underwear order, then to gas station to get another coffee, then to Times Square parking gargage, strolled up to 45th and Broadway. Jammed Iron Maiden in Long Beach Arena on way in so I was hummin' 'where eagles dare' the who way. Did about two hours, mass photos and ass grabbin,' no conflict yet, only two bum-regulars. One guy said he saw me on new last night for New York Rangers Piece I did yesterday, another guy said I had a shit stain, I get that one twice a day average. All the rest just the usual adoration and praise you'd expect as king of the galaxy. I went back to Secaucus, called Chinese in ahead of time, steamed Chicken Broccolli, steamed white rice, no sauce, same every day now for over twenty day's straight easy. When I call the guy immediately cuts me off when he hears my voice, 'kay, kay, kay, got it,' bam, phone calls over. I went back to my place, pooped, showered, read more some Neitzsche, 'politics of the soul' talkin' about how the truely heroic individual is an infectious force that makes a people stronger even as he destroys the foundation upon which those people stand, and thought to myself, fuck, it's great to be me. Got on my New York Rangers Undies on again, made them for Yesterday's promotion, of course I was so damn effective, and such a media magnet that they wanted to pay me another quick grand for another hour I'd be slammin' jammin' anyway. Did the gas station, listened to Maiden, got there and kicked ass again. Did about an hour and a half, the New York Rangers band wagon crew came by with media engine again to get footage, mass hysteria. I've got a new photo move I've been doing, I simply sling the chicks over my shoulder like a cave man, goes great with my new beard and larger bulkier build. I haven't started the grunting yet, sure it won't take long. They're building a new 'Tickets' booth in Times Square so one of my favorite corners is gone for the moment leaving me over a subway grill that has this gong sounding, groan belting out noise constantly necessitating me to scream my songs like a lion or something, after long periods I am aggressive, well cause I just screamed for two hours. I went to other gas station in Secaucus to see if gym partner was going, no, too sore from last workout, so I go myself. Did twenty minutes on eliptical machine, level 15, then blasted legs. Inner and outer thigh, with whole stack and 45 pound plate, extensions and curls, whole stack, hack squat, 4 sets, ending with 315, yes, I know, motherfuck--- HAUS!!! Got home, let the chow down begin. At least a half pound of plain pasta, dozen egg whites, 2 chicken breasts, veggies. Sat down wrote this, leaving now to eat and read some Emerson. As with all days, a dilligent, constant onslought of mental, physical, emotional gymnastic, all perpetrated for a world audience who might not be suited to take it all in a once. Love, Naked