Showing posts with label Hip-Hop. Show all posts
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Monday, September 14, 2009

The King's Law on Kanye West

Okay.... so I haven't written about anything in a while... but what better way to break the writer's block than to discuss something that's just in my head right now. So ride on this roller coaster of thought with me, I might just make a point or two.












WT-Fuck is up with this nigga Kanye?

Let's talk about the positive shit first, so we can discount any counter-thoughts or accusations of "haterdome". Kanye is what many regard as a "musical genius" (which is debatable). Dude really does have a way for finding the right sound for a beat. He innovates the recreation of sounds through sampling and he usually pairs it with the artist very well... even when he is that artist... especially when he is that artist... his beats are tight.

Many regard his lyrical approach to be outstanding as well. While I don't agree with this statement, I can see why people would say it. I feel him sometimes, but he's usually so bent on feeling himself that I can't get into it (thus is the same for most other rappers... bravado is respected, but not when it's not clever). AT ANY RATE... he knows how to reach people... how to get their attention and how to keep it. He usually doesn't fail to meet his audiences expectations... I have been a fan of his for a minute. I stopped right before 808s and Heartbreak just cuz I've been on a pseudo-boycott of autotone for a minute... T-Pain was an exception, I just dont like everybody else using it.... that's why it got played out. Kanye was contributing to that, I thought him to be more creative than needing to follow the fad... EVEN IF HE DOES IT WELL AT TIMES... there was now nothing that really differentiated him from other artists at this point.

But this rant isn't about the plight of a "shining star" or an artist who lost his creativity and became a trend-dick-rider over time.... it's about a dumbass who apparently didn't understand the concept of Gladiator when he saw the movie.

Maximus had to learn that it wasn't because of his success and his unquestionable ability that he ended up being a champion... it was because the people loved him for it. Kanye... you are losing the love dude. You are seriously showing yourself to be the kind of person that I don't want to defend... or support... because of my CD buy money contributes to the attitudes you have towards people in general and somehow justify your dumbass choices... I want no part in it.

Now what am I saying? Am I saying that it's wrong to like his music... no, I love his music at times.... But this is getting old. We were on his side back during Katrina when he ousted baby Bush for his lack of concern for the historically and then-currently disenfranchised and oppressed ethnicity of the land. It made sense... it was a message... it didn't place him on the platform, rather it utilized the platform to send a message and get people moving. It was actually quite strong a statement... it motivated students across the nation to raise money for the Katrina Relief effort and donate to third-party assistance because the Red Cross didn't give a fuck either. Kanye actually motivated some good... I respected that. It actually helped that it was a racialized incident because it fueled political movement.

Then 2 years ago, when he was actually at a peak in his musical career... both in sales (cuz he beat out Fiddy on a bet that hes not gonna honor) and in creativity (cuz... hey... Graduation was the shit... and so was the Glow in the Dark Tour Concert). His fans had his back... even when he went to the VMAs and had an on-camera bitch fit for the world to see... crying about not getting a VMA, as if it is the pinnacle of public recognition. Even if he THINKS he puts his heart and soul into his videos and he THINKS they are so great, the VMA people don't. Get over it dude, you and your career will live without them. If you are as cocky/confident as you say you are in your music, you'll build a bridge and get over this shit... but no... you cry and bitch on camera and draw your fans in to have your back: "Kanye does deserve an award" "He's the voice of the new generation" "[insert verbal Kanye fellatio here]" "He didn't win because he's Black..." Okay... hold the press... this became racialized too, and while some rolled with the punches, I didn't think it was... I just thought it was because they don't like him. Kanye acts like a DIVA (and yes I'm going there in this blog) all the time... people like him are hell for stage managers to deal with because he thinks he knows the best way to do everything, and can do it all himself... invariably, he probably has fucked up something in the past or pissed somebody off because of it. It is quite possible for him to make great music and simultaneously be disliked by people who know him.

The truth was, he lost me there... if his goal is a VMA, not a Grammy... not maybe even starting a separate standard for what is considered awardable... but a VMA? GTFOH ... it's MTV!!! Do they even show music videos anymore? Why does their credibility matter? Wait.... they have credibility?

Impeccably, this is also when he decided to start going autotune... going more commercial to fit in the new industry standard of "successful hip-hop"... not by doing something on the next level from Graduation... but to fit in with T-Pain, Wayne, Yung Berg, and everybody else who has failed to meet the standards of anything made by the late great Roger Troutman of Zapp.

Either way... 2 years later, on 9/13/09... this muthafucka forgets how to hold his Hennessy and basically ruins a moment for one of America's top selling pop artists. He decided to show his undying fan hood for Beyonce on stage with an improvised exhibition of ratchetness...

THE KING'S LAW ON BEYONCE LOVE: If you are a heterosexual male it is decent to be a Beyonce fan. However, if it isn't limited to her phyiscal appearance, her singing ability, or her sex appeal, you are probably not heterosexual. In no way amd I condemning you for it, but just understand that it is no longer a secret to the rest of the world that you are in fact gay.

Some argue that his intent was 'sound' because Beyonce's Video was better than Taylor Swift's... I can't argue that, I actually don't watch television... and if you know me, I'm just not gonna argue in Bey's favor in most cases. But after making an ass of himself, he was swiftly escorted out of the VMAs... he apparently when home and drunk-blogged an explanation, further inducing the night of Kanye-infected Sambocity. And my prediction... once the white people start making this a racial thing by calling him out of his name, the Black people will run to the defense again.

Well... not me... regardless of some of the Bullshit comments I'm reading on twitter where folks are using "nigger" very freely... regardless of how much I hate that, and would usually fight against it.... I will not support this nigga no more neither.

I hated it on campus when shit would happen, and we (black students) would always feel or be charged to react and comment and defend. It was the motivation for many unfruitful advocacies... having to argue against YCT Affirmative Action Bake Sales, or ethnic-costume themed parties, or insensitive comments that offend multitudes... it was never fun, and we never ended in a better place at the end of the day. But we did it because we had to, because we were defending the right to be ourselves, and to own and respect our cultures.

Well if Kanye keeps putting me in these situations as a black man... maybe he needs to end his career. Maybe the limelight is too much for him and he can't take it. Maybe he just needs the attention because all of the people who were willing to deal with him are gone or they have died (RIP to his mother). Maybe he is suppressing his homosexuality to a point that he has to draw attention to himself just to prove to himself he's not gay... that's why he wants to be seen on camera with a woman for the first time in his career, but oops... she's bisexual which means at times, she actually prefers a woman over you. Suspect.... i think so.

At the end of the day, I don't care what his motivations for gaining attention are, i just think he doesn't deserve it. So I actually hope not to comment much on dude after this rant. Just wanted to explain to myself in writing (just in case I forget ... i can come back and read it), why it is I don't like Kanye's bitch ass, and why i think his career needs to end.

Hater? no... I'm just really annoyed... you cant observe popular culture without dealing with shit like this so it shouldn't be new... but if I don't pay attention to Perez Hilton, Britney Spears, or anybody else who finds their name on Mediatakeout.com way too often... why would I continue to entertain this fuck boy Kanye...

I can't... I wont.... if you do. That's fine. Just don't be disillusioned by his success... accept that he's actually a lame at heart; he's just a dumbass that makes good music... don't lie to yourself or the world... it's not what Michael Jackson would have wanted.

Friday, July 24, 2009

(Un)Happy New Year???

*******THIS IS A POST IN I MADE IN THE MOST RECENT SERIES THAT WAS WRITTEN DURING THE WINTER BREAK... THE WARRANTS STILL MAKE SENSE AT ANYTIME OF THE YEAR... ENJOY*******

"You might as well have fun, 'cause your happiness is done and your goose is cooked."

It's times like this... that I'm thankful for true friends. I understand that they cannot all be there when you call, and they may not have the answers... but true friends will look after you and try to get you headed in the right direction. Even if it's only one person today, I'm happy to know I matter to somebody.

I'm sitting at work, thinking about how over "time" days that were supposed to be meaningful have grown to be more and more... well less. Easters, Christmases, New Years, Birthdays... they mattered less to others, and in turn mattered less to me. At this point, the thought of receiving a gift is farfetched... I'd be surprised if I could pay people to care about me on these days. Yet... it's common to say "happy" or "merry" when mentioning these days as if it is assumed that everyone shares that emotion because of what day it is.

For the first time in my 22 year old life, I can say I know what it feels like to be alone on the holidays... it sucks... it's depressing.

"First rule in this thang, never let 'em see you sweat!
Never let 'em be a threat and your feelings you must protect 'em
As well as your rectum! Must keep self out of harm out of danger's way
Let strangers play while you graduate and move on!
True happiness is not acquired and you won't find it for sale
Unless you're in jail and trying to get a bail
bondsman to go on and post that bail
You would be happy as hell! You thought you was happy
until that court date came
Couldn't abort that case, nobody to take your place
Family home is at stake, too late to escape and get on the run!!"
-Big Boi, Verse One of "Unhappy" from
Speakerboxxx

Happiness is temporary... it is an emotion, much like anger, that only lasts for the duration of the time the emotion itself is pondered. For as long as you have a reason to be happy, you will be happy. On the contrary, when you do not have a reason to be happy, where does your mind go? For me, I don't know why, but I've always wandered towards depression when I cannot say with conviction that "I am happy." Essentially happiness isn't the absence of depression, it's just the presence of something that elates me. Conversely, for me, depression IS the absence of happiness...

So if I need others to make me happy, and others aren't around... I'm not happy, and thus I am depressed. Now many of you may be reading this saying.... "really... Tony, depressed?"... or you may be thinking "that's strange/not cool... why would he share that?" This is me being honest with myself, and by letting the world read my thoughts, I now have to be accountable for them.... it continues...

"Once upon a rhyme, one time when I was a child (Flip that smile upside down now!)
When I found out that Santa Claus was nothing more than Vanilli
It was silly, 'cause my mom and pop they worked for every penny!
Didn't have many, but had enough to get by! Enough to get fly!
Only to start the New Year off in debt now you forget
Your happiness came and went
Like mom and dad's relationship, take a trip
You got the potato chips? I'll bring the hot sauce!!"
-Verse Two

Santa is a funny guy. We learn to trust that he will bring us a bounty of happiness every holiday season, only to find out that it's a hoax. I'm not sure what kind of moral this mode of story telling is supposed to convey... but if it taught me anything, it was that any convoy for "happiness" is as temporary as the emotion itself... you can't expect happiness to always be there for you.

I guess I've taken the feeling of happiness for granted... as well as the things that made me happy. Today I realized that those things truly weren't there. It was a shock to me... like realizing your roomate ate all of your favorite cereal, and left the box there for you to think you still had it... but when you open the box... *sad face*(TJ used to eat my Quaker Oh's all the time... moocher).

The absence of happiness set in today... I realized that I've been pretending I have reasons to smile, when in fact I don't... It hurt ya'll. This not to say that I have bad friends... my friends just have lives... when the closest people to you are all graduated, and you're still in school, it's never a happy feeling. We all came to this school to eventually leave... but because I'm still here, I feel that they left me. It's strange how I can have nearly 3000 facebook friends, and feel alone as often as I do... That's the only reason why I'm sharing this... if I of all people can be lonely, then I'm not the only one... hopefully the conclusion of this blog is enlightening for somebody else.

"1979 Dirty South, Local Lounge (Flip that smile upside down now!)
I never thought that alcohol could ease the notion of the sadness
Now what used to be a happy home done turned into some bad shit!
Graphic language, mild violence and the silence of the the fams!
No members to remember, but I know just who I am
I've grown into a man and like my nigga said we executed the game plan
'Cause we got that Hot Sauce!!!!"
-Verse Three

Alcohol, drugs, sex, bad attitudes, food... what haven't people tried to do in order to make them forget about their "unhappiness"? The saddest thing is that if you're like me, your unhappiness is a result of what's NOT there, so unless these vices make you believe that something IS there, then you'll still be unhappy.

Big Boi says at the end of the day he has his "hot sauce"... in this case my hot sauce would be myself. The one thing that will always be there for as long as I have "time" on this earth, is ME. My resolution for 2009 is to be happier with who I am. I feel that often times I neglect who I am, because i would rather others define who I am... It used to make me proud to say that I mattered to "X" number of people or that "such and such" thought highly of me... but when "X" and "such and such" were no longer there to validate who I was, it was up to me to prove it to myself. I'm coming off of a semester that is simultaneously the largest turning point of my life, and a heavy dose of the truth of my fallibility. I was too inadequate to validate myself... if there is anybody who knows me and should be able to say something positive about who I am, it should've been me... but most people don't believe me when I tell them I actually do have self-esteem issues.

I guess what I've learned in one day is that I actually do need to consider myself and my thoughts more. As confident as I am in my own thought, I know that I'm biased and thus I can't justify my own worth to the world, the world has to do that for me... But today, I think I realize that being one in 6 Billion means that you're not going to be everything to the world, but you can still be all that you can be. I just need to tell myself what that is, as opposed to letting the world define what I am... I think I'm a bit more free today just because I see that. I've found a new perspective that for the moment can't be taken from me... My worth IS there, because I see it and I say so... and for that... I am happy.

Happy New Years and God Bless...

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Life has its own soundtrack

As I sit and attempt to remember everything that has gone into these blogs so far, I also remember the other things (not college related) that went along with them. I actually have a great memory, one that my friends depend on at time because although my short-term will forget a convo from 15 seconds ago, my long-term will remember what clothes we all were wearing 8 years ago when whatever happened.

My most nostalgic year in music would have to be 1997 (plus/minus a year due to radio play)... this is generally known as the post-Pac/Biggie era. I lived in Clarksville, Tennessee, my mother was stationed at Ft. Campbell, KY. We had recently moved there, although we'd be heading to Texas in the fall. I didn't have many friends because of the move, so music is what usually kept me going.

This was a great year/era for hip-hop in general to spike your memory, let me list a few albums you may remember:


  • Missy Elliot - Supa Dupa Fly
  • Aaliyah - One In A Million
  • Erykah Badu - Baduizm
  • Puff Daddy & The Family - No Way Out
  • Busta Rhymes - When Disaster Strikes
  • Notorious B.I.G. - Life After Death
  • Mase - Harlem World
  • Scarface - The Untouchable
  • Usher - My Way
  • Mary J. Blige - Share My World
  • Mariah Carey - Butterfly
  • Janet Jackson - The Velvet Rope
  • Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Forever
  • Wyclef Jean - The Carnival
  • Lauryn Hill - The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill
  • Destiny's Child - Destiny's Child
  • OutKast - Aquemini
  • LL Cool J - Phenomenon
  • DMX - It's Dark & Hell Is Hot
  • Master P - Ghetto D
  • Juvenile - 400 Degreez
  • Twista - Adrenaline Rush
  • Tupac - R U Still Down? [Remember Me]
Those albums alone are enough to make an undeniably tight playlist. Music from this era was characterized by increased bass levels, more complex sampling, a surplus of collaborations, and raw lyrical styles. What I mean by raw was that people weren't as tainted by commercial status yet. This is the same era in which Jay-Z released "In My Lifetime, Vol. 1". His STANS will attribute his style change thereafter to him "perfecting his craft", when in all honesty he just became smarter about marketing himself (i.e. "Can I Get A..."s appearance on the Rush Hour Soundtrack). He was also pushing Roc-A-Fella as a label much harder at this point (the label is mentioned much more on this LP than on Reasonable Doubt). Everybody in music had a "crew" so to speak (Cash Money, No Limit, Ruff Ryders, "The Bassment", Dungeon Family). This used to mean to us that we could expect to see one of our favorite artists on a feature, thus ensuring that we could like almost anybody's music once released. This also meant we had to buy these really ugly colored plastic CD cases for all No Limit albums.

The song and beat selection was diverse, every album had what we refer to as "variety" and "depth". This was due to hip-hops recent spike in success due to the untimely deaths of the legends mentioned before. Had they been alive, rap wouldn't have seen the commercial spike that led to Puffy being able to afford his $2.7 Million "Victory" music video (Listed as the 5th most expensive music video only behind "Scream" by Janet and MJ and 3 songs by Madonna).

I DARE YOU TO LISTEN TO THE MUSIC FROM THIS ERA AND SAY YOU COULDN'T FIND SOMETHING YOU ENJOY...

This era is particularly notable because it was the beginnings of true success for 3 distinct musical talents: Jay-Z, Lil' Wayne (via Cash Money), and Beyonce (via DC). For all that I don't like them for now, I do appreciate their music still and WOULD LIKE to be a fan... but for now I'm stuck with the nostalgia of their music when I didn't feel the need to refer to it as "hip-pop" nor did I question how much I enjoyed it.

just my thoughts...