Figured out why i've been in a funny mood for the last month or so.
I haven't been listening to hip hop in AGES. Which explains the vague and absent feeling that I was missing... something.
Now i've queued up some De La Soul on iTunes, and all is well in stately Black manor.
I think The Grind Date has achieved the rank of "Under Appreciated" within my collection, as I've just started to realise just how good it is. Damn my Impatience.
Been a funny old weekend, and mostly a sleepless one.
I've foolishly been watching TV, which seems designed to fuck me right off. So I'm going to offload onto you poor fuckers.
I was born in Essex, and fucking detest the popular image of 'Essex boys and girls', Wayne and his flash motor, Tracey a bubble bleach blond, both of them empty headed and dropping haitches like they've gone out of style. They're informed and educated by THE SUN, They go on holiday to Mah-Jor-Kah or Min-Ork-Ah.
That shit is just mean, and it's really fucking close to all that 'Chav Scum' attitude, which is something else I detest, because it started off funny, but now it just seems it's short hand for 'Poor People'. It short circuits any appraisal of how people can end up so ignorant and deprived, culturally as well as socially, and suggests "They just want to be like that".
That's an ugly attitude. Where am I going with this..? Oh yeah.
The only people you ever see on TV from Essex conform to that old old stereotype, Jodie Marsh and Chantelle.
We see them on TV, it sends a message. It says, this is how you are seen, this IS how you are. You are stupid, tacky, hungry for empty calories of fame, low on dignity, high on exposure. You represent everything crude, crass, over consuming, callow.
You are there to be sniggered at and quietly mocked, and you will be pathetically grateful the whole time you stay in the warm spotlight of attention.
It's nothing that I know. I know people smart and hungry for success, the second and third generations from the east end refugees who fled what was left of the East End after the Luftwafte performed the greatest act of civil planning when they flatten the slums with tonnes of high explosives.
Yes, people like poor tragic chantelle exist - I got my little brother to fill me on on her. She deserves you sympathy, not your disdain. Her whole life is a lie. She is a Paris Hilton Look-a-like, who got famous pretending to be part of a fictional band. Does she even have a real and seperate personality that isn't supplied by pop culture? - But they are not unique. Jodie Marsh is a monster, but she's a monster created by the debased and poisonous media saturated society that spawned all the other celebrity mutants.
I resent The 'Essex' tag being used as shorthand to describe whatever it is these shattered people represent.
So... yeah. Not really sure where I'm going with that. Try not to question it too much. just bask in the warmth of my rage fired self righteousness.
I haven't been listening to hip hop in AGES. Which explains the vague and absent feeling that I was missing... something.
Now i've queued up some De La Soul on iTunes, and all is well in stately Black manor.
I think The Grind Date has achieved the rank of "Under Appreciated" within my collection, as I've just started to realise just how good it is. Damn my Impatience.
Been a funny old weekend, and mostly a sleepless one.
I've foolishly been watching TV, which seems designed to fuck me right off. So I'm going to offload onto you poor fuckers.
I was born in Essex, and fucking detest the popular image of 'Essex boys and girls', Wayne and his flash motor, Tracey a bubble bleach blond, both of them empty headed and dropping haitches like they've gone out of style. They're informed and educated by THE SUN, They go on holiday to Mah-Jor-Kah or Min-Ork-Ah.
That shit is just mean, and it's really fucking close to all that 'Chav Scum' attitude, which is something else I detest, because it started off funny, but now it just seems it's short hand for 'Poor People'. It short circuits any appraisal of how people can end up so ignorant and deprived, culturally as well as socially, and suggests "They just want to be like that".
That's an ugly attitude. Where am I going with this..? Oh yeah.
The only people you ever see on TV from Essex conform to that old old stereotype, Jodie Marsh and Chantelle.
We see them on TV, it sends a message. It says, this is how you are seen, this IS how you are. You are stupid, tacky, hungry for empty calories of fame, low on dignity, high on exposure. You represent everything crude, crass, over consuming, callow.
You are there to be sniggered at and quietly mocked, and you will be pathetically grateful the whole time you stay in the warm spotlight of attention.
It's nothing that I know. I know people smart and hungry for success, the second and third generations from the east end refugees who fled what was left of the East End after the Luftwafte performed the greatest act of civil planning when they flatten the slums with tonnes of high explosives.
Yes, people like poor tragic chantelle exist - I got my little brother to fill me on on her. She deserves you sympathy, not your disdain. Her whole life is a lie. She is a Paris Hilton Look-a-like, who got famous pretending to be part of a fictional band. Does she even have a real and seperate personality that isn't supplied by pop culture? - But they are not unique. Jodie Marsh is a monster, but she's a monster created by the debased and poisonous media saturated society that spawned all the other celebrity mutants.
I resent The 'Essex' tag being used as shorthand to describe whatever it is these shattered people represent.
So... yeah. Not really sure where I'm going with that. Try not to question it too much. just bask in the warmth of my rage fired self righteousness.
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I think you need a new system.
[Edited on Mar 24, 2006 8:41AM]