- 16 Jun 2012 21:42
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Here are some lyrics to a rap song that has been popular lately. For some reason, it fills me with rage.
Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off
And if she ain't trying to give it up she get dropped off
Let me bust that U-ie, bitch bust that open
Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open
Rip it off no joking, like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack, like I'm in that trap
So if you need a hit then I'm with that bat
What is this illiterate nonsense? "I been did that." The rapper is female, and her attitude towards women in general has to be described as deeply misogynistic. "If she ain't trying to give it up she get dropped off." And are we really comfortable with popular music, chanted enthusiastically by millions of children, which uncritically glorifies, not just doing drugs, as in some Rock and Roll songs, but actually selling drugs. "I spit that crack." I thought I was pretty open minded when it comes to art and music, but this rap nonsense makes me feel like a cranky old man. What happened to our society?
And my god, the way they grossly wallow in material excess, the way they boil all of the intricacies of life down to just one thing: money. It is disgusting! Don't get me wrong, I myself am a materialist. I enjoy the finer things in life. A good drink, a good meal, a nice suit of comfortable and well made clothes. But the materialism in these songs is like a madman's frenzied hallucination. It is expressed with something like desperation, as if you will simply die if you don't acquire these specific material items. And the quality of the item is not even considered, only the "brand" of the item is important. You get the idea that they would prefer a disgusting and harsh cigar, for example, to a better smoke, just because the nasty one is more expensive. As the rapper says in another one of these "songs": "I'm wearing all my favorite brands, brands, brands, brands."
And what happened to musical instruments? Black people almost invented modern music: whole genres that never existed before, like ragtime, jazz, blues, rock and roll. And they did it with their own hands: geniuses like Robert Johnson, Coltrane, Jimmy Hendrix. Guys who had completely mastered their instrument. Now it all comes out of a computer. And it sounds horrible. The repetitive banging of the bass. To me, this is the sound of madness.
I worry for my society. This music can't be a good sign. I'm trying to find a good spin on all this, but I can't.
Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off
And if she ain't trying to give it up she get dropped off
Let me bust that U-ie, bitch bust that open
Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open
Rip it off no joking, like your name Hulk Hogan
Niggas move weight in the South but live in Hoboken
Bitch, I spit that crack, like I'm in that trap
So if you need a hit then I'm with that bat
What is this illiterate nonsense? "I been did that." The rapper is female, and her attitude towards women in general has to be described as deeply misogynistic. "If she ain't trying to give it up she get dropped off." And are we really comfortable with popular music, chanted enthusiastically by millions of children, which uncritically glorifies, not just doing drugs, as in some Rock and Roll songs, but actually selling drugs. "I spit that crack." I thought I was pretty open minded when it comes to art and music, but this rap nonsense makes me feel like a cranky old man. What happened to our society?
And my god, the way they grossly wallow in material excess, the way they boil all of the intricacies of life down to just one thing: money. It is disgusting! Don't get me wrong, I myself am a materialist. I enjoy the finer things in life. A good drink, a good meal, a nice suit of comfortable and well made clothes. But the materialism in these songs is like a madman's frenzied hallucination. It is expressed with something like desperation, as if you will simply die if you don't acquire these specific material items. And the quality of the item is not even considered, only the "brand" of the item is important. You get the idea that they would prefer a disgusting and harsh cigar, for example, to a better smoke, just because the nasty one is more expensive. As the rapper says in another one of these "songs": "I'm wearing all my favorite brands, brands, brands, brands."
And what happened to musical instruments? Black people almost invented modern music: whole genres that never existed before, like ragtime, jazz, blues, rock and roll. And they did it with their own hands: geniuses like Robert Johnson, Coltrane, Jimmy Hendrix. Guys who had completely mastered their instrument. Now it all comes out of a computer. And it sounds horrible. The repetitive banging of the bass. To me, this is the sound of madness.
I worry for my society. This music can't be a good sign. I'm trying to find a good spin on all this, but I can't.