WE KILL SOAP SCUM!
I'm really digging the ANTI POP CONSORTIUM. It's too bad they're on hiatus. I really wanted to check them out live. It's just rare for me to be super=geeked to see a live rap show. Generally, rap or at least mainstream rap doesn't cross over live that well. Snoop Dogg sucks live. Wu-Tang is OK. All of this underground rap has got me all hot and bothered. I don't think I've felt this excited about rap music since Public Enemy's "Fear Of A Black Planet" or the first two Geto Boys records. The first GZA solo record was like Zepellin 3.
Seriously, Scarface is like the rappin' Johnny Cash. I'll take some Scarface over Tupac or Biggie Smalls any day of the week. He just tells better stories and doesn't try to outreach or overplay who he is and what he's done in life. The more I read about TUPAC the more I think about the movie MOTHER NIGHT with Nick Nolte...which is also a Kurt Vonnegut book. Basically, the main character is a playwright who goes undercover as a Nazi radio personality. He takes on the role so well, that this man becomes the essence of the Nazi idealogy...even though his broadcasts carry secret messages for the Allies during World War 2. I run that parallel with Pac as the Thug Rapper when in fact he was a well read guy. Instead of carrying secret messages or whatever, Pac just assimilated the style he knew would sell records. That's not to say he didn't understand the poverty or the ghetto mentality..but maybe his salesmanship skills into Thug Life were just too convincing and he brought on the worst. Live by the sword....It's a shame because I could've seen that cat as a real revolutionary black figure. He tried to bring some of that into his work, but the silly gang shit was what caught on and people set the controls to. Probably the same scenario in the hardcore punk scene. Jocks toolin' round for some ass-kickings discovered hardcore and chased the realness out.
Maybe that't what happens to most popular movements based in something relevant. The peanut gallery shows up, exploits weakness, and colapses the enamel. It's more of a shame because I could see the REAL Tupac as president. Until he gets off of whatever remote Caribbean Island he's living on...I'll just go back to watching I'M WITH BUSEY and forgetting the revolution....FOR NOW!!!!
soundtrack of the day
Elvis Costello "MY AIM IS TRUE"
Watching The Detectives....Angels Wanna Wear My Red Shoes...No Dancing..you can't really begin to rate this record. It's one of those LPs that you may only bust out once in awhile...but when you do you listen to it all the way through and you analyze every lyric with Elvis' delivery. That's just me anyway.
Plus my mom loves it when I play Alison...so hey!
I'm really digging the ANTI POP CONSORTIUM. It's too bad they're on hiatus. I really wanted to check them out live. It's just rare for me to be super=geeked to see a live rap show. Generally, rap or at least mainstream rap doesn't cross over live that well. Snoop Dogg sucks live. Wu-Tang is OK. All of this underground rap has got me all hot and bothered. I don't think I've felt this excited about rap music since Public Enemy's "Fear Of A Black Planet" or the first two Geto Boys records. The first GZA solo record was like Zepellin 3.
Seriously, Scarface is like the rappin' Johnny Cash. I'll take some Scarface over Tupac or Biggie Smalls any day of the week. He just tells better stories and doesn't try to outreach or overplay who he is and what he's done in life. The more I read about TUPAC the more I think about the movie MOTHER NIGHT with Nick Nolte...which is also a Kurt Vonnegut book. Basically, the main character is a playwright who goes undercover as a Nazi radio personality. He takes on the role so well, that this man becomes the essence of the Nazi idealogy...even though his broadcasts carry secret messages for the Allies during World War 2. I run that parallel with Pac as the Thug Rapper when in fact he was a well read guy. Instead of carrying secret messages or whatever, Pac just assimilated the style he knew would sell records. That's not to say he didn't understand the poverty or the ghetto mentality..but maybe his salesmanship skills into Thug Life were just too convincing and he brought on the worst. Live by the sword....It's a shame because I could've seen that cat as a real revolutionary black figure. He tried to bring some of that into his work, but the silly gang shit was what caught on and people set the controls to. Probably the same scenario in the hardcore punk scene. Jocks toolin' round for some ass-kickings discovered hardcore and chased the realness out.
Maybe that't what happens to most popular movements based in something relevant. The peanut gallery shows up, exploits weakness, and colapses the enamel. It's more of a shame because I could see the REAL Tupac as president. Until he gets off of whatever remote Caribbean Island he's living on...I'll just go back to watching I'M WITH BUSEY and forgetting the revolution....FOR NOW!!!!
soundtrack of the day
Elvis Costello "MY AIM IS TRUE"
Watching The Detectives....Angels Wanna Wear My Red Shoes...No Dancing..you can't really begin to rate this record. It's one of those LPs that you may only bust out once in awhile...but when you do you listen to it all the way through and you analyze every lyric with Elvis' delivery. That's just me anyway.
Plus my mom loves it when I play Alison...so hey!
voltaire:
LA is actually pretty cool........ take care...........meow............