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Important message from our Pilot.
Readers;
The last couple of days have been kind of bumpy around here (and obviously not as scenic as we are use too.) But don't fear - we're not closing our gates!
Our dedicated team is in the process of making things pretty fly around here.
So here is a heads up of what you can expect when we re-launch November 1st. Now this is top secret information reserved for my First Class Riders only, so don’t tell a soul (peep my reverse psychology… GO and tell everyone you know!).
Ok, ok, ok, crappy puns aside -I’m happy to announce that FlyKittyFly is no more. Confused? Don’t be! Our blog is now officially a web based art, culture and lifestyle magazine! [Insert applause]
That means we now have a whole “web world” dedicated to the things and ideas we find relevant and even more art, music, politics, feature articles and as many interactive features as our team can cram into our new space. (Which by the way is THETOYPLANE.COM)
This is an immense step for us -but we’re excited as hell about our journey! In the meantime we are still keeping our blog format (so keep coming here), and our dedication to sorting through the fluff to bring you cleaver, quirky and truly entertaining content.
And last but not least.
TheToyPlane.com Magazine is seeking contributors! If you’re a writer, artist, critic, analyst, musician, designer or just a damn good socialite and want to help contribute to our team of masterminds send me a message!
Ex and Oh’s Always,
N’dada “Kitty Hawk” Vaz
TheToyPlane.com
Editor-in-Chief
(Pretty swanky, Aye!)
For submissions and info email:
Editor_at_TheToyPlane.com

:::IN AN ATTEMPT TO EXPLAIN WHAT THIS PIECE IS, THE FOLLOWING HAS BEN SNAGGED FROM THE PLAYWRIGHTS(?) BLOG, WE PROMISE A PROPER SYNOPSIS WHEN WE FIGURE IT OUT:::Believe it or not, I'm not a member of the "music is healing, music is God, music makes the world spin on its axis, I can’t live without my radio" cult.
Call me an old soul, who only get moved by, well what actually moves me. Make me dance or cry, get me angry or horny, spark the mosh pit and make me two-step till I sweat. Or don’t even bother.
Now don’t get me wrong. I’d love to chase good music but it’s just to tiring. Somehow it still finds me though. Every once in a while I hear something that makes the earth move under my feet.
So it’s circa 2007 and out of the cosmos comes a girl named Ayo with an album wackly titled JOYFUL.
Aside from the album title, this Nigerian-German songbird deserved all praises due. But if singing in a language not your own, producing and arranging your own music isn't enough to convince the hardcore; then lyrically she deads all ill noise. Emotional and heartfelt her delicately nuanced verbs and nouns never came off as pink or gushy nor were we left ever feeling embarrassed for her.
Let me try and break it down like this.
Remember the first time you heard that MJB joint -you pick the one- where you got all caught up in the moment and got a little misty around the eye region? And although nothing even remotely like a Hailey brother beat down might have actually happened in your world - you still felt the shit out of Mary’s pain. And after the song was done you felt like you’d dropped a burden from your shoulders -realizing how much you probably needed that cry.
Cliché? Well yes - but Ayo’s sound was kind of like that. She made music that actually hurt to listen to; but didn't hurt to listen to. Not predictably optimistic or becoming slit your wrist music; JOYFUL managed a harmony rarely found in its genre.
While the strength of her talent was clearly rooted in the ability to make grown men weep, she had a few toe tappers (and a few joints just itching for deep house remixes) thrown in for good measure. Midway through JOYFUL Mami got all flirty-like on the Abbey Lincoln remake of “Supposed to Be Love”( For some reason we feel Lilly Allen should be somewhere taking notes). With JOYFUL Ayo did some cool stuff, and she did it all pretty damn well.
Anyway, yeah it’s an “old” album, but we just came across these videos for the first time today and it reminded us of how much we dig this girl.
Well made and built to last. Kind of like your daddies Chevy.
This video clip/short was hinted about in the interview we did a couple months ago & shot by our secret crush filmmaker Kareem Black.




So in the spirit of my everyday "so fresh and so clean" bredren, the dope boys who would scour the ends of the earth (i.e. a dank basement in China Town) for the rarest of Dunks, the mighty few who know where "all the hot Lo gear is at", meet Socialist Brand Apparel.
My fam over at Socialist swears that their concept streetwear gear will finally have your beard growing in evenly.
Socialist is that new-new...and now you know.
A little birdie told me that WORLD NYC just got the Re-Up. This batch comes in lemon yellow, cream and baby blue. Ooooooowe!
xoxo