There, I said it.
What happens when you put a self righteous, condescending gasbag that loves Rap in a room with a musician that has played music his entire life?
If you’re thinking, “this can’t end well,” you are absolutely right.
I made a key tactical error in publishing a comment written by a dogmatic guy named
Gene (please insert his link here).
He’s from New York (not that I should hold that against him) and I’m from Boston.
He probably loves the Yankees and I love the Red Sox.
God help me.
What in the hell am I thinking?
Gene’s knickers got tied in a knot simply because I hear things differently than he does and I decided to comment on it.
He says he doesn’t like Jazz, but he would never criticize it.
Does anyone want to know why?
Can I hear an Amen, my brother?!
Basically, there’s nothing to criticize.
His seething criticism would be unquestionably ludacris. (Yes, misspelling is intentional)
I would read a post such as this and dismiss it simply because it’s obvious to me that this simpleton just-doesn’t-get-it. He doesnt “get” Jazz.
Have you ever seen a “Jazz Sucks” t-shirt?
I rest my case.
My musical mind is complex enough, Gene, so please don’t ask me to stand and hold a bucket of bullshit because you think I don’t “understand” Rap or Hip-Hop.
There’s really not much to understand musically or lyrically.
I have the God-given talent to be able to listen to a song a few times and be able to sit down at a piano and play it note for note.
If you doubt me, ask my wife.
I listen to a Rap song and say, “You have got to be shitting me. This is insane.”
It’s bad and tasteless poetry set over an obnoxious drum machine pattern with an even shittier sounding sequenced synth bass.
Jaco Pasorius is rolling in his grave.
Who is Jaco?
If I have to tell you, you really don’t deserve to know.
Frost, Emerson, Pound, Yeats and Eliot; these are true poets.
True poets are not: Ludacris, Jay Z, P. Diddy, Kanye West, Notorious B.I.G., and most certainly not 50 Cent.
These people are anything but quintessential urban poets.
What they choose to write is total 100% unadulterated bullshit.
Will it change the world?
To them, it’s all about oppression and prejudice brought about by the ubiquitous white man.
Boo-fucking-hoo. (thanks, Len Pitts)
Please, just give it up; it’s that attitude that has kept us all in the dark ages since the days of frickin’ slavery.
But does any human deserve to be treated like that?
My original post had to do with quality, not race, you jackass.
I have several black friends that agree with me on the music issue, for God’s sakes; for some people, Rap just sucks. Period.
Should you read this Gene, I do hope you’re happy.
You ultimately got what you wanted.
My Irish is up as are your blog stats.
Maybe you’ll comment on this post and maybe you won’t.
But if you do, know that your comment will be spamified faster than you can say ‘bite me’.
We will never see eye to eye on this “Rap” issue, that’s for sure.
As Bruce Hornsby says, “that’s just the way it is, some things will never change…”
And right now, my Irish is perfectly good with that.
Come to think of it, Rap is not unlike a decent Shop-Vac, it sucks and blows…
A few inspired links from friends to stir the pot a bit:
thanks,WC and DP for the bling, bling…