Inspiration

Through all my years I have been searching for inspiration. Whether it be from a book, movie or reality. More often than not, I turn to the beauty of YouTube Narnia and come across some truly beautiful music.

Now, Now - 'Magnet'

Dexy's Midnight Runners - 'Come On Eileen'

<3

Noticeably Unnoticeable in the Eyes of the One I Love....

Basically standing on the edge right now. Fingers hovering over the keypad, wondering what to type.

ENTER 'love' SPACE.

Well that was a waste. I toss my laptop to the ground. It bleeds. Screen cracked, picture fuzzy, sound inaudible and keyboard smashed. Ink spills from the cartridge, staining my fingers black. The lamp illuminates the silhouette of the figure standing before me. His hair grey, his face blank, his eyes...lifeless as they stare into mine.

I am a shell. An empty and lifeless shell. An inky black nobody staring into the eyes of obscurity. Smiling at the devil whilst wielding a katana. Singing praises to a god from religion once known. Dressed in borrowed clothes from a lover who never came back. Walking blindly towards a monster that could kill me.

ENTER 'love kills.' SPACE

Face devoid of emotions. Face blank. Face rank with the scars and tears of a love once lost. Eyes once full of life and love, now black, soulless and empty. Eyes once blue...fade to grey. These eyes have seen too much of this world to show any joy. They show pain, anger and hate. Emotions that rage like a thousand seas. Emotions that make her heart bleed. Emotions that could kill me...

Hair bedraggled. Teeth stained grey. We are stained grey. Grey, like the old photograph's that hang in your mother's parlor. Stained with blots of black. The color has left us. It has left us for good.

You pull me towards you. I smell the cigarettes on your breath. I shudder as your greasy fingertips touch my skin. Your nose traces the contours of my face and neck. I am lifeless. You pull me closer, tighter. You bring your lips to mine. They're cold and taste of a bitter resentment. You are harsh and hasty and don't take the time to love me. I remain still, lifeless.

ENTER '...' SPACE

You push me away. You resent me. You stare at me, your eyes burning holes through my soul. You clench your fists and walk away. You fade into grey. I long for you. Desire you. Crave you. More than you will you ever know. But I guess that you will never know. I stare down at my laptop. As it bleeds, it adds to the trail of destruction that you left behind. Broken hearts, bottles and hanging chains. You leave a mess everywhere you go. You always leave at the worst of times.

I wish I could call you mine. But you won't want that will you?

ENTER 'and forever in my heart, you shall remain.' SPACE PERIOD

                                                               *FIN*

'I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off' - FALL OUT BOY

 

Last year's wishes
Are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance
To burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
Cause I know how the words get you {off}

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bullet proof loneliness
At best, at best

Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you

Collect the bad habits
That you couldn't bare to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath
Kissed teeth stained red
From a sour bottle baby girl
With eyes the size of baby worlds

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bullet proof loneliness
At best, at best

Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you

The best way
To make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realize
Two out of three ain't bad
Ain't bad

Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I woke up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
(Honeymoon)
Setting in a honeymoon
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I wake up next to you
If I woke up next to you
Me and you
Setting in a honeymoon
If I wake up next to you
(Honeymoon)

YOLO

What can be said about this topic, other than it has been completely hacked to death by ignorant Internet users and hormonal teenagers. I had originally planned on making a series on the common pitfalls of modern rap culture, but I have decided to take the bull by the horns. I have decided to tackle the horrors that have plagued us from the entity that is; 'POP CULTURE.'

Now I'm not one to shake a stick at some of the fads that have been going around, seeing as I am the proud owner of several Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez posters and songs. I am also an avid reader and sometimes sample the waters of www.hollywoodlife.com

Gone are the days when 'YOLO' was considered an empowering battle cry on the um...battlements. Nowadays, thanks to the likes of Drake and his 'highly intelligent' lyricists at YoungMoney Entertainment, the phrase 'You Only Live Once, that's the motto nigga YOLO' has been butchered by the brain dead youth of today. For instance, a few years ago the term 'YOLO' would have been said by a soldier coming back from the war; hair flowing all dramatically in the wind, face all sweaty and bruised, clutching a heavy olive helmet and walking in away from an exploding helicopter...in SLOW MOTION. *stares dreamily off into space, then realises that you're all watching me and then jumps onto chair, yelling out conspiracy theories and transforms into Ryuk from 'Death Note.'*

Anyway, nowadays, the mindless generation has translated this once relevant motto into a pathetic excuse for doing stupid stuff. For example, let us take the situation of teenage pregnancy as a result of one-too-many beers. This is one subject that kills me to this very day. How can we, as young women, degrade ourselves to the level that we can be compared to lesser beings? (like whores and floozies) Haven't we come too far to simply let our emotions towards the handsome, ripped jock that you tutor in math let loose after a few shots of vodka?! And you too men! Haven't you learnt from your thousands of lessons in primary school; that you can't pop a wheelie on a motorcycle...backwards...blindfolded...seriously?!

I am sick of hearing how having sex at the age of 12 is considered 'living life before I die, my nigga!' Honestly, can't we all just be a little more sensible about this? Why do I always hear stuff like, "I just got totally wasted at this party man and woke up with like 5 chicks in my bed. YOLO!"
Or; "I just crashed my dad's car into the DMV building then got chased by the cops. YOLO!"

Why can't I hear stuff like; "I just volunteered at a homeless shelter this weekend. YOLO."
OR; "I am flying to Somalia next week to assist in the rebuilding of houses. YOLO."

My point is, why can't we as human beings feel compelled to help others while using this term. Instead, thanks to Drake, our younger generation has been corrupted with this motto.

'I feel like I may be misunderstood...or maybe just unloved...'
                                                          - anonymous

RAP'S MOST WANTED

Please help me locate these criminals. They brutally attacked the rap game and left it crying in a fetal position at the psychiatric's office.

The reward is an 'Evil Panda' sweatshirt made by my imaginary boyfriend, Harold Sizumi.

RAP : The Unwashed Masses

Good day to you all. I would just like to start off by saying that these rap posts are MY opinion and should not be taken to heart. So dry your tears all you sobbing Lil' Wayne fans and drag yourselves out of that hole you're buried in; surrounded by posters of your 'idol.'

Anyway, I would like to address another topic on rap music that is close to my heart. MUSIC VIDEOS.

To put it mildly, music videos are basically meant to convey the message of a song through visuals. Well according to Wikipedia it's more like...

"A music video or song video is a short film integrating a song and imagery, produced for promotional or artistic purposes.^[1] Modern music videos are primarily made and used as a marketing device intended to promote the sale of music recordings. Although the origins of music videos date back much further, they came into prominence in the 1980s, whenMTV based their format around the medium. Prior to the 1980s, these works were described by various terms including "illustrated song", "filmed insert", "promotional (promo) film", "promotional clip", "song video", "song clip" or "film clip"."

Well then again, that's just the mentality of Wikipedia. Anyway the real problem at hand that I would like to point out are the messages the rap videos convey. The fact of the matter is, there are very few rap videos in the mainstream and popular life that convey a very good message. If there are any then please inform me, cos I certainly haven't come across any.



Most rap music videos today comprise of these 3 factors : 1)MONEY 2)BITCHES and 3)RETARDED DANCE MOVES.
For example, let's take the very famous 'hit' song of 2012, 'Bandz A Make Her Dance.'It's no secret how much I despise this song. However, the video is even worse. The fact that Juicy J attempts to grab the attention of the public with an army of mildly attractive loose women, gyrating their silicon-filled asses for the unwashed masses. As if everyone who watches rap videos is some pre-pubescent horny little white boy who dreams of getting his hands on a real sister from the motherland. Or some black guy who dreams of getting his hands on 'a bad bitch who's on the TWERK team.' They choose to show women in an unflattering light and choose to view these dancers at bad camera angles that regular girls would probably cry over. What disgusts me the most is the constant portrayal of women as strippers who will do ANYTHING for your rubber bands or your dollar bills. Juicy J, get your ass out of the strip club and proceed to go search for Tupac's ghost to teach you how to rap. And just because you carry around a bag full of $1 bills tied with rubber bands that 'make them bitches go insane', does not mean that you are 'getting money bitch!'I'm not even going to attempt to decipher what Lil' Wayne is saying in this song, due to the fact that I don't pride myself in applauding people who think of themselves as poets just cos they think EVERY DAMN WORD UNDER THE SUN RHYMES WITH NIGGA!

KILL. ME. NOW.

We all know how much I hate 2 Chainz but I will leave that story for another post. To put things mildly, when 2 Chainz' verse pulled up, I could LITERALLY feel the brain cells dying in me. I believe that now I have justification to fail math due to that song...just saying. :P

Now about the money...

Jessie J could easily pop out and start singing that, "It's not about the money, money, money." However Jessie, since you pulled in a cool $5 mil. as of late April 2012, you won't mind if we download that album of yours from songlovers.com right? Didn't think so. -_-

But ladies and gentleman, Jessie J is not a rapper but provides a very good example.

Either I live under a rock or have you noticed that nearly EVERY music video out there has the main artist showing off their money and rap about how they splurge it on cars, Louis Vuitton shoes and, you guessed it, bitches. 

Rappers choose to rap about these things because they believe that it is socially relevant but mostly because they have run out of material. The fact that they assume that we want to hear about their recent exotic splurges on a house in the Bahamas and plastic surgery for their Brazilian girlfriend. I just don't understand it all. The fact that they're waving around dollar bills and bragging about their gold-plated toilet seat just further justifies my belief that rap music has gone to the dogs.

Finally, retarded dance moves. I really don't want to get into this one because I feel that it is a topic that doesn't even deserve my attention. The truth is, rap music has been plagued by these 'phenomenons' every damn year! We had Korean K-pop singer/rapper Psy create 'Gangnam Style.' It has it's own little dance accompanying it and unless you've been living under a rock then you must have heard of it. You will also realize that the internet is filled with lame parodies of this song. I'm sure that no one will remember Psy past this song, considering the fact that he's released 6 albums already!! He will probably fade into obscurity like all those other internet 'sensations' out there...

more rap rants to come....:)

RAP : DOOMED FOREVER?

Well it looks like I'm back bitches...and I ain't happy. >:(

Do you KNOW how terrible rap/hip hop music has gotten this past year?! With releases such as 'Bandz A Make Her Dance', 'Birthday Song' and 'Beez In The Trap' (notice how ALL of them contain 2 Chainz! Coincidence  I think not!!), the future is looking pretty bleak for rap music. And that is why I am here...to rectify...and rant...

Well let us start this list with my personal favorite, Lil' Wayne.

Okay Weezy, we know that you have achieved great success with your string of 'Tha Carter' albums which many consider as the height of your career. However, ever since Drake rolled around with his Canadian accent and his smooth 'Drag me into your bedroom sweetie and Screw me now' voice you seem to have plummeted in album sales and fallen out of favor with critics. Let us also not forget your other associate  Nicki Minaj, who has seemed to have sunk her Barbie pink fingernails into your brain and 'seduced' you with her multiple personalities; all of this while receiving a lap dance from her and watching her wigs fall off. -_-

But I digress.

The thing is, you seem to to assume that the children of today fancy you. You ASSUME that they want to hear you screech into the microphone in that gravelly voice of yours; sounding like an auto tuned grizzly bear during mating season! You ASSUME that we all want to hear about how you are CONSTANTLY 'getting money bitch!' Seriously dude? I doubt that any of us relate to that smooth $27 mil you're sitting on (as of late 2012), and we can't relate to the amount of bitches you be gettin', or as you so 'poetically' put it; the amount of p**** you receive from these thousands of loose hoes that hang out backstage at your shows. (hey that rhymed :)) You can't just ASSUME that everybody wants to hear about how you 'devour a female's nether-regions' every night of your life under the full moon. Really Weezy? ASSUME makes an ass out of you and me!

What annoys me most about you is the fact that you think that EVERY. DAMN. WORD. UNDER. THE. BLUE. MOON. RHYMES. WITH....NIGGA!!!

I mean really, it's just preposterous! And pretentious! The fact that you think that everyone looks up to a guy who only gets a few lines of witty wordplay in an otherwise crappy song. You walk around thinking that you have all this 'swag' but in reality your swag is like Botswana rain. Sometimes you're soaked in it but other times it goes on a week-long dry spell. Don't believe me? Well...








I had that same facial expression too when I saw those boots -_-

Weezy, honestly there's not much I can say other than that I hope that your future forays do not recede into the distance like your hairline. I also pray that the weed doesn't kill you and that that jail incident has REALLY changed you, for the better. I hope you don't blow your money on hoes and crappy collaborations with artists such as 2 Chainz, Juicy J and French Montana. And please don't get anymore meaningless tattoos! Seriously, the word 'BAKED' tattooed on your forehead...DOES. NOT. MAKE. YOU. GANGSTA!!!

more rap rants to come...stay tuned. :)