whiskeyfightpit

I've been on a serious bender. That's why I have not written in a few days. You would think that the human stomach would know when it's out of contents and would stop trying to regurgitate what is not there. I think I've got alcohol poisoning. Glad I didn't have to work today. Being a whiskey zombie would actually help me at work, though. It would get me to the level of the fucking stale croutons that shop there. Who knows, I might begin to think Linkin Park and Dashboard Confessional are really awesome acts. If it's not that bullshit, than it is some toy thug doll looking for whatever CD is making the least amount of sense and doing it over and over again. The Three Six Mafia and the Insane Clown Posse are two artists that fit that category. Shit, If I was shitfaced at work I would just put on some Peter Brotzmann and make the visionless bastards eat my fuck. White Rappers sucking up all of the usual hip hop stereotypes are going to make me move to Yellowstone park. Deer and bear have a tendency to just do the whole deer and bear thing and not bother anybody. These fucking guys put more into Nikes and designer gear than they do in their own human evolution. It's an argument I'm tired of having. All of these fucking Hitler Youth giving all of that praise to BIGGIE and PAC. They are the sparks that ignited the stagnation of what the LAST POETS started. Hip Hop as a launching pad for French Designers, Jewish Jewelers, and Soda Pop magnates. Biggie and Pac made this thing a fucking investment portfolio. All of these heads wanna line up and talk about FLOW this and POETRY that. Fuck all of that, Hitler was a poet too. He was a great orator. Talent is an engine free Cadillac. The cats bringing "the realness" are Anticon and some DefJux. They are firing off on all eight cylinders. I don't care how long you've been in the game, perfecting this and shaping that, If you're going to be court jestering for candybars and soda pop then you may as well polish then chains off and board the ship. What happened to Public Enemy? How about the human decay of the Geto Boys? I am glad Nas is de-blinging himself after a long stay in Camp Diddy. Hip Hop is supposed to be the last frontier for change and awareness, at least I demand that much from it. I don't wanna see this thing wash out and become a retro fetish like my beloved rock and roll. Aww fuck it, bring on the Archie Shepp and the cheap scotch and set up a proper battle. Not some cheap rap battle, but a serious bare knuckle boxing ring in a warehouse on the Irish coast. Tape up my fucking hands and send me in there versus Jay-Z. I wanna show that punk what he's doing to the minds and spirits of the youth. Fuck it, when the times are as desperate as they are now, drastic measures need to be taken.

I wanna paraphrase an old Lenny Bruce quote that I vaguely remember but the spirit of the words stick with me. Lenny was reflecting on his time as a preacher/hustler in his autobiography. The quote is something like NEVER TRUST A MAN WITH MORE THAN ONE SUIT IN HIS CLOSET. I'll drink to that.

T-REX "Children of The Revolution" is the song of the day.