Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Music for me.
As I stated earlier, going to a concert is something special for me. I hate crowds of sweaty people and standing for hours on end, I get that enough at work. I also don't quite love live music. However, if I have that deep connection to that artist I've probably only downloaded and not purchased or if I know I will have an end-all-be-all good time I will go see them. This past Sunday was one of those wonderful exceptions. the headlining act was Lupe Fiasco, all 1-2 of my possible readers do google him, please take that away with this blog. And no matter how much I enjoy his music, or his performance for that matter (It was amazing, sung 3-5 songs without even saying hi to the crowd, focused as ... well, he was focused). What really impressed me was his opening act, B.o.B. (AkA Bobby Ray). He was without a doubt the best performance I've seen all year (Mind you I don't go to shows and it is still quite early in the year, but still).
He presented himself to both the people who didn't know him and those that know his insanely popular single ("nothing on you") as another ATL rapper (A rapper from Georgia). He was, however an artist. He came on stage, rapped a song or two and stepped off. As he made his way back on stage he had an electric guitar in hand, it was at this point I was sold, but he kept on going. He commented on how others had told him to put the guitar down and just rap and how he responded with continuing to pursue his musical aspirations. What followed his introduction of the guitar were not just rap songs with a little string. They were something along the lines of a 90s-sounding, reggae influenced, SKA sounding, mega mash-up of genres. And my G-d did it sound good. He later continued performing while playing an acoustic guitar as well as being supported by a full band. He didn't only have talent but also stage presence. He was energetic, fun and sounded great live. I have suffered through many an opening act, in the little concerts I've attended, but B.o.B was nothing of the sort. I knew not one song, and he never lost my attention.
Friday, May 29, 2009
You've Heard of Rapper's Delight? Well, I'm Delightful.
Rap, now every genre has there exceptions and I'm well aware that many people like "crunk"-rap, as well as anything that is overly gangsta'. But honestly I can't relate, and recently I found a Genre that is just me. Nerdcore. It's rap for the geek in everyone, now I'm not discriminating against gangsta' rap, everyone has their own thing they can relate to, Nerdcore is mine. Now until recently this certain type of rap wasn't very mainstream, it still isn't, but there are many artists that can be seen as having Nerdcore aspects such as early Gym Class Heroes stuff, Lupe Fiasco, or up and coming rapper Asher Roth, some white dude from Pennsylvania. Well with is overload of Nerdcore as well as intelligent relevent rap like the three artists I mentioned, I've been inspired to write, and it isn't much but it's something and that makes be very happy.
(This is it.)
All He Wrote, All I Am
I feel like I don’t have a medium to express,
The way that I feel or the way I want to be,
I’m stuck in a rut and there have been times where I’ve done less -
But this is different in some way, I just can’t see.
I’ve been blinded by the times,
My mind’s eye is in a recession,
My receding hairline, I’m 19,
And balding how depressing.
But that’s just current events to make this a period piece,
I’m not affected by the way the price of the gas likes to increase,
I’m working steadily, and I’ve got nothing wrong in my life -
I guess that is the reason that I can’t really write.
But I don’t want to tempt g-d I just want to be able to be,
Express what I’ve been feeling in a swift flowing rhyme scheme,
See I think of me as a poet and thought not many people know it -
I like to be able to forever be.
It’s a little dream I’ve had like since I was twelve,
I started writing in my notebook about how much I hate myself,
Because of the way my peers made me feel -
And pressure from my Bar Mitzvah.
And now I’m all grown up I’m certainly a man,
Or at least in Jewish standing I think you can understand,
I’m ok with who I am and I’m ok with who I’ll be -
But because of that I have a hard time writing this poetry.
P.P.S.
New Eminem CD.
About Me
- The Titan of Myth
- History Major and a Staten-Island-Lover, though who isn't?