Friday, December 30, 2005

Happy News Year!!Eleven!ONE!11


2005 is the Suxor

2006 pwnZ jOo

Haxor the PLaNet

(Doesn't this look like that I just threw-up skittles?)

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Gnarls Barkley - Crazy Lyrics

I couldn't find lyrics to Crazy anywhere online, so as a service to the people who bother to read my blog...all 1 of you, I decided to post them. Download the song! Before it becomes a huge hit next year you can always say you were that cool kid that heard it first...

Gnarls Barkley - Crazy

I remember when
I remember I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasent about that face
Even your emotions had an echo
and so much space
And when youre out there without a care
Yeah I was out of touch
But it wasnt because I didn't know enough
I just knew too much

Does that make me crazy (x3)

And I hope that you are having the time of your life
But think twice
Thats my only advice
Come on now
Who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You think youre in control

I think youre crazy (x3)
Just like me

My heros had the heart to put their lives out on the limb
And all I remember is thinking I want to be like them
Ever since I was little
Ever since I was little it looked like fun
And its no coincidence I've come
And I can die when Im done

But maybe Im crazy
Maybe youre crazy
Maybe were crazy

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Download Gnarls Barkley - Crazy

Every year I leave cookies and milk for Santa and he never comes. I am beginning to think that Santa doesn't like Muslims very much...

In other news, the semester is finally over and I made it, only to have to go through it all over again in a month.

With that being said I bring you song of the moment. What do you get when you mix Cee-Lo (of Goodie Mob) and Danger Mouse (famous for the Jay-Z and Beatles mash-up "The Grey Album") you get Gnarls Barkley. Crazy is one of the best songs out right now...period!

Download Gnarls Barkley - Crazy

Its the last link in the post...enjoy

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Brian: The Hip Hop Soldier

This weeks posts are brought to you by:
Brian: The Hip Hop Solider
(no joke that's how the spelled it, read further below)

Once a year, I happen to buy an issue of The Source. They occasionally have a few interesting articles. They were the first magazine to break the Eminem racist freestyles, payola Hot 97 and Funkmaster Flex, and the prison industrial complex.

I bought The Source this week for their hip-hop and prison issue. Definitely an interesting read that has a lot of very good analysis for a mainstream magazine. Rather than go into why the prison industrial complex is a racist classist system (as would be my normal way of doing things) I bring you an advertisement that I found in the magazine. Please forgive the scan, the ad was poorly drafted, and a lot of text ran off the page. I ripped it out of the magazine as well. The full text (minus my usual brand of sarcastic commentary) follows below.


During these trying times many of us within the Hip-Hop generation are exploring our life options. Jobs are harder to come by without the necessary training and experience to compete in an increasingly technical and specialized workforce. Tuition costs at colleges and trade schools can often keep higher education out of reach fro many. In light of these realities, the Army has become an even greater opportunity to get a start in the professional world. The Army Reserve provides career training for over 150 positions, financial assistance for college, and a solid foundation rooted in core values our generation can understand and appreciate.

"As a kid coming out of high school, I didn't know what to do," says 23 year-old Sgt. Bryan (sorry couldn't resist, one point he's Brian, the other he's Bryan?) Randall, an Army Reserve Soldier since leaving active duty in May. "A lot of the other kids at my school seemed like they had everything figured out, they knew what college they were going to. They had all their financial situations figured out. I didn't having any of that. I knew damn well my parents couldn't pay for my college. I didn't see any other options."

It was then that Randall, who is also an underground MC known as Jezt Bryan (so I guess it is Bryan way to go Army!), saw the benefits of joining with the Army. In addition to the G.I. Bill providing $10,000 towards college & signing bonuses of up to $20,000 he also saw an opportunity for personal growth and development. "It gave me a way," says Randall. "A way to move on and feel like I was a man."

As an MC Randall also realized practical uses for the qualities nurtured in the Army that went beyond the corporate world. He saw how his training and service translated into helping his art. "In everything you [can't make it out] to have leadership" says Randall. "Hip Hop is also very disciplined," he continues. "It takes a lot of discipline to write a really good culturally motivating Hip-Hop song." (is it Hip Hop or Hip-Hop?, no commentary just observations.)

Randall admits that at times his service commitments didn't allow him to fully focus on his artistic outlet. But being in the Army often presents unexpected opportunities. "The military is made up of predominately young Americans, and Hip-Hop is in them man," says Randall. "I put on a show while I was deployed in Cuba for the Soldiers at Guantanamo Bay (soldier's is a proper noun?) and it went over well. My local news station, Fox News covered the story and I had the support of two generals who gave me nothing but good reviews about the show. (didn't bother to end the quotation marks, instead they started new ones.) "Because of that," he continues "now I have the option of going on tour with Armed Forces Entertainment (AFE), which is a program that hires musical acts and goes around to all of the military bases and performs for all the troops. I will be the first Hip-Hop act to get scheduled for this tour if in fact AFE picks me up."

Randall is living proof that our generation can make a better world for themselves through Army service. "It's made me mature, broadened my mind, it's made me aware of the world, I've seen places and been places that I probably wouldn't have been to if I hadn't been in the military." he says. "I think it really does grow you up. It makes you a better citizen, a better person if you choose to let it."

"Whenever I meet any young man, whether he be black, white, Hispanic, whatever I let him know that he does have options 'cause I didn't have anyone telling me that, so I let him know how to join the Army and tell him ways that he can get the best opportunities through the service. Not just going down and signing up to be an infantry man but the way he can join the service and have it as a career that works for him."

There is an expression within our world that real people do real things.

Monday, December 05, 2005

The Futlitity of the Arts

The Futility of the Arts
Educational Procrastination

Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
but, as far as the IGCSE Lit goes...
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
seriously, that class changed my life
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
and it's not because of its syllabus, or because of Cairns
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
it's because of you guys, and your tendency to
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
if I may use my metaphor...
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
take literature by the heels and shake it upside down to see what it was hiding in its pockets
Soul Rebel...So I Bow Down to the Sun Rise says:
Soul Rebel...So I Bow Down to the Sun Rise says:
are you serious?
Soul Rebel...So I Bow Down to the Sun Rise says:
I had no idea
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
Soul Rebel...So I Bow Down to the Sun Rise says:
thank you
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
Raya (Mao Xiao Yue) says:
you guys opened my eyes

I always say that I live my life the way I expect the world to be. That means that by and large I treat humanity with respect and live my life with this idea of justice in all realms. If by living my life I can influence a few people than I have done my job on this spinning rock. I am a mortal, the ideas that I choose to follow are essentially eternal. After I live the trees will continue to grow, the Earth will revolve around the sun, and in the city of Baltimore it will continue to snow. All the while my body decomposes and the atoms that made up my physical body are combined to form all sorts of wonderful...or not so wonderful things...

I was talking with someone I went to high school with recently. As is our usual practice we end up talking about high school and how stupid it truly was. While I made many friends, the quality of teaching was less than stellar, and to be honest the teachers had no idea how to deal with someone who could intelligently contradict what they were teaching. Of course this is a school where me and someone else had to teach our IGCSE math teacher how to multiply matrices (no joke), this is a school where I am supposed to *respect* the education level of my teachers? You have to be kidding me!

Anyways, I always found a way to have fun, especially upsetting teachers. It became a little game of mine. Teachers have the tendency to flip out easy, especially when you contradict them and your argument makes so much sense that they can't argue back. I usually get yelled at when it reaches that level, and the resorted to kicking me out of class. Interestingly enough, the two classes that I got kicked out of...for being contrary...I ended up getting A*'s in. It must have been the quality of the teaching right...

Anyways, after me and a few friends (yes...I know its grammatically incorrect, but lets be honest, what flows off the tongue easier...language is about communicating ideas first...right) petitioned our english teacher to have a literature class; it was introduced. It was for a year (normal courses are for two years) and we used to meet after school to make up for the lost time. I had a fun time in that class, mainly cause a couple of my close friends were there, and the class was only really six people.

I spent most of class time debating as to the relevancy of Shakespeare. To be honest, I can't relate to a story about some rich fancy medieval people. Or how Piggy in "Lord of the Flies" is a racist...which he was. Of course, any time I tried to bring up any conversation of race or class during our lesson, I would just get brushed off. I never really cared, it just added fuel to the fire that the white Western cannon was something that I couldn't relate to and understand. As a result, I didn't take the texts as seriously as I should have. Just because something was old, doesn't mean its great. Just because its Shakespeare doesn't make it good.

As someone who writes poetry, I sincerely don't believe that a poet attaches meaning to every single line initially. Meaning is something that is created after the poem is written. What comes first is the written work, then a poet looks back and says "Hey that's cool, let me expand on that." Its part of the reason I think its futile to look at every single line of text and ask "what was the meaning of that line." Sometimes there is no meaning, and is put there to sound nice...that's just the truth. Sometimes the poet writes something that only the poet will get, and leaves it so ambiguous that another person can't get the original meaning...ever. As a result the reader has no choice but to interpret something completely independent than the poets original intention. I know, I do it all the time when I write...even in this blog. So many times its a futile exercise to ask what the meaning of a particular line is...rather one should look and attempt to understand the meaning of a poem as a whole. Yet in every literature class they go through the futile exercise of attempting to interpret every single line of poetry.

Of course because I didn't get my B.A. in English I have no idea what I'm saying right. Which I guess means that I have no credibility, because I cannot possibly interpret poetry or prose. I guess that none of these things can possibly have meaning to me unless I "learn" how to read it with meaning.

I think that's ridiculous, writers write for the masses, not the educated. To be honest, if you are a poet trying to get a message out there, it is futile to write so much educational and intellectual drivel that the average person can't understand its meaning. Its also stupid to be educated to learn the "true" meaning of a poem. If the writer didn't write clearly enough for me to be able to interpret my own meaning from it, than it wasn't well written. Just because you were slightly more well-educated than I am, doesn't give you the right to tell me what meaning I should attach to something. Meaning is subjective, based on an individuals past experiences. My past has been completely different than everyone else's, therefore it is very feasible that I may attach meaning to something that you don't.

While I am not a huge fan of Shakespeare, he became famous why? Because he appealed to the masses of commoners. Its something that is often forgotten in the realms of literature. People are so quick to pounce on every little mistake, every little grammatical error that we forget that writing and speaking is about communication first. Art and literature are about communicating abstract ideas. It should be accessible first...and appeal to everyone, not just Art majors....