Archive for the ‘Social Upheaval’ Category

TOUCH THE SKY…

Tuesday, September 18th, 2007

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KANYE WEST’s position as the Billboard top ranked selling artist for last week isn’t a victory for narcissism, or for teaching AYN RAND’s ‘Atlas Shrugged’ inside all public schools. Honestly, it was really only a victory for General Electric, since they own Universal, and Universal owns Island Records and Interscope, which own Def Jam/Rocafella and Aftermath/Shady respectively. So then again, maybe you should pull out your RAND pocket readers.

On a smaller, succinct level, the ascension of ‘YE TUDDA to the top of pop music’s pantheon might simply be the end of Hip-Hop as we know it and believe it to exist. Oh Word had a great drop and subsequent thread about the only album this year that EVERYONE has had an opinion of.

Polos, Tuition, and Jesus (Why I Believe I Can Fly)

The ‘Graduation’ album is by no means on the level of an ‘Only Built For Cuban Links’ or an ‘Illmatic’, but at this juncture in the history of the artistic movement called Hip-Hop it has become the time to celebrate it’s death with a party. A party filled with the good life, flashing lights and drunk and hot girls. I wonder if big brother BARRY BONDS will show up? He just loves glory. You can’t tell that fool nothing.

What I’m saying is that Hip-Hop no longer speaks for the poor and disenfranchised. Oh yeah, there’s dead prez, Mos Def and GAME Rebellion, but who gives a fuck about them? It wasn’t just corporate greed that killed Hip-Hop, but aspiration. Who the fuck wants to come back to the ghetto once you’ve left that place? Unless, of course, you know of a sweet limestone facade browstone townhouse in Fort Greene that someone’s little ‘ol grandma might be selling. Because I’m looking to buy right now. Fuck having street cred, I need a lot of FICO cred right now. When my kids are gamboling up and down the steps of my brownstone their iPods or whatever device the future holds for us will be filled with music from artists whose name I can’t pronounce and whose lyrics sound like chipmunks or walruses or whatever. Hopefully, when I listen to this next genre I will be able to recall some of the samples they use with the music that was the soundtrack to my life. In this way I will be able give my kids music from A Tribe Called Quest the same way that my parents gave me music from John Coltrane.

For the Hip-Hop generation, our time has passed. We had a good run and we created some great art, but it’s time for us to pass the baton. I wonder if you know what that means?


‘YE TUDDA – I Wonder

video link courtesy DAY 2 DAY

GAME REBELLION ROCKS RESTORATION PLAZA…

Monday, September 17th, 2007

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GAME REBELLION is the future!

Saturday was like a homecoming party for Brooklyn’s ghetto metal rebel funk punk rock rap band when they played inside Bed-Stuy’s Restoration Plaza.

The band was once housed in a tenement on New York and Atlantic Avenues right around the corner. Now they’re in Bushwick which in some ways isn’t a move upwards, but they continue to rock for crowds large and small and bigger than everything else, GAME REBELLION is for the children.

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Teach the youth the truth!

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‘NETIC

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YO
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MALIK

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EMI AUGUSTIN

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new drummer dude

My apologies to CHIEF ‘MED who I don’t have a good pic of in this drop. Yo, for real, stop sleeping on GAME REBELLION. When these cats are part of the Black August concert next year I don’t want to see y’all trying to look familiar if you just got on the bandwagon.

FREE THE LAND!


‘Save Me’


‘The Sun’

Dude, What The Eff Is A Papaya Dog?!?

Monday, September 17th, 2007

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Papaya Dog is the universal fast food joint for everyone leaving a bar or club in the Greenwich Village neighborhood. It’s democracy in its greatest and lowest forms all wrapped up in a gelatin casing and served with mustard, ketchup, onions or ‘kraut at no additional cost.

I can’t believe you came here because you wanted to eat a hot dog. Something has gone terribly wrong in your life and here you find yourself sampling the chicken tenders, or the chili cheeseburgers, or heaven forbid, the chili cheese hot dog. You must have the intestinal tract of a coal furnace. There’s no way that human beings were created to digest the food served here, and that is why I always find the illest part of humanity at the counter.

So here’s the million dollar question… What the eff is inside a hot dog and why do they taste so damn good? The world may never know.

THE RESTORATION ROCKS MUSIC FESTIVAL

Saturday, September 15th, 2007

Afro Punk

The Restoration Rocks Music Festival is a free outdoor event featuring several of Brooklyn’s hippest, hottest, and funkiest bands. The event will celebrate Bed-Stuy’s cutting-edge style and Restoration’s 40th anniversary with live sets by Game Rebellion, Martha Redbone, Red Lights to Rio, Roughstars, Sankofa, Shelley Nicole’s blaKbüshe, Shrine for the Black Madonna, and Tamar-Kali. Plus dynamite turntable sets by DJ Rainy and the Dustbin Brothers. A great choice for any fan of Afro-Punk, Black Rock, Funk Brooklyn, New American Underground, or electrifying live music.

Come prepared to party.

Saturday, September 15, 2007
12noon-5pm
Restoration Plaza
1368 Fulton St
Brooklyn, NY 11216
www.restorationplaza.org

Free Admission
Rain Date: Sunday, September 16, 2007

A project of the Bedford Stuyvesant Restoration Corporation Center for Arts and Culture, celebrating its 40th Anniversary.

DP Dot Com Super Heroine Series: WONDER WOMAN

Friday, September 14th, 2007

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True story is that even if there weren’t that many officially Black superheroines there were those ladies that I knew had some Black blood in them. Take my girl Wonder Woman for instance. Who do you think laid down with Hippolyte to birth all them broads? You know it was a deadbeat dad and that’s why Hippolyte moved away and got her own spot.

Bigger than all of that did y’all know that Diana had a jig twin sister? Hell yeah! How crazy is that shit? I always thought that this chick Nu’Bia was a Wonder Woman nemesis, but it turns out that she was her twin sister that they bounced from Paradise Island because she showed the features of the father. Remember that story where the couple wanted to trade in their colored baby for a lighter one? The same shit happened in the comics too.

Diana’s sister Nu’Bia was cast away and left for dead on the the craggy rocks near the sea. Hades heard the girl crying and picked her up. This is why when Nu’Bia came back to Paradise Island she ended up kicking Wonder Woman’s ass. She was like, “Bitch, you ain’t the boss of me!”

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This is my point though. You could tell that Wonder Woman was part Black just for all the sass that she had with her shit. She was into tying motherfucker’s up and making them submit to her. Sounds kind’a freaky if you ask me, and to quote my homey LARRY BLACKMON, “I like it”.

So many comic characters are drawn and written from the perspective’s of white dudes who never left their parent’s basements or interacted with normal people. They project their fantasies of women into these characters. I’m not saying that is bad or wrong, but it’s obviously from the vantage point of someone who doesn’t understand the ultimate strength of a woman.

Whatever woman made the journey to America with her hands and feet chained together whilst she sat in darkness for three straight months is a Wonder Woman. You all already know this, but I am going to show this. Black women are the prototypes.

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