lucky language

i saw a double rainbow yesterday. So that takes care of the first part of the subject .... Double rainbows are supposed to be very rare and very lucky, right? I hope so. I could use a little good luck right about now. Shoot, I'm sure we all could use a little good luck right about now. Though -- if i was supposed to make a wish, I'm kinda assed out. I always forget which lucky things you're supposed to make a wish on and which ones just shower the luck on you unmotivated and by the grace of god or fairies, or what. It's all very confusing ... and if I messed it up for everybody, i apologize.

everything's very confusing. People dont' say what they mean, or they don't mean what they say. I think it's the latter, more often than not. After the barrage of emails between Lamont and Omar last week, concerning the past, present, and future of hip hop -- content vs. structure, beat vs. bite, stance vs. substance, so on and so forth, I spent a lot of time thinking about the role, the place of language. I also spent two days previewing the new Benzino album (see: Made Men ex-con teams up with Bobby Brown and Teddy Riley for un-syncopated thug anthems with R&B sensitivity) because his publicist decdied my show would be the key place to premier the new album and accompany it with an interview. Yuck, awful, but ok -- it's the industry. So I spent two days desperately looking for at least one redeemable line. After 2 days, I gave up in a fit of frustration.

And then I did the unthinkable ...

I started listening to the radio, thinking that maybe I wasn't giving enough credit where credit was due. Surely ALL the stuff that made it to mainstream couldn't be devoid of meaning .... But after listening to (the same) 18 jams in a row, hearing ja rule 4 times in an hour and a half, and wondering when every female dj decided she wanted to be Angie Martinez, I realized .... we've substituted the meaning for what sounds good. Most of the words don't mean shit nowadays .... indicated clearly by the fact that you can almost get away with playing a song that says "shit" without being fined .... the closest i came to finding anything was Bubba Sparxx who at least managed to work blatant honesty into his rhyme. "Let's be honest -- none of us will ever date a model." --- Kinda sad to realize that this was the most refreshing line I heard in that hour and a half ...

so what are we left with? Little T and One Track Mike and Alien Ant Farm. (See suburban punk-esque white boys with bad teeth, bad haircuts,and bad shorts remaking micheal jackson's smooth criminal and parading as new millenium dj jazzy jeff and fresh prince).... to their credit, however, they've decided that if their music is going to be frivolous and irrelevant to life, at least it will be entertaining.

Hmph ... and I'm stuck with boys from Mason Street who tell me they "keep it real", that they're "from the streets", that they "have the bodies to back it up", and just know that "if Premier could hear our shit, he'd put us on". yeah ..... right .....

"while boys to men
flip the script on bended knees
working corner streets,
rustin' down pipe dreams
like crack fiends
jonesin' for that pipe..."


and on a final note: all blessings and prayers to the friends, family, and fans of Aaliyah. Kool paid utmost homage with beauty ... Please follow
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until the word is bond again,
Malice