It has been some time since my last blog post and I am grateful for who may happen upon this post. As we enter into 2018, so much has transpired regarding death and beef of many rap artists. I would like to be clear and state that hip-hop is not rap music. Rap music has evolved in the last two decades and supposedly depicts a real lifestyle. I am often confused when rappers are saddened by the death of a fellow artist(s), seemingly overlooking the rappers, creative, artistically spoken lifestyle, embedded with violence, drugs, sex, and murder. In that same token, of being surprised by death, foregoing the lyrics, if indicted by law enforcement, and the lifestyle of his/her lyrics is at issue in criminal proceedings, the lyrics no longer remain true, as would be proposed by a decent defense attorney. I must add that there is a difference between rapping about a former life of violence, drugs, and murder, and still being active. I am often confused, better yet, remain confused, regarding what gangsta really means. If a rapper, in fact is, gangsta as the rap depicts, then you are essentially telling on yourself in those lyrics. There is clearly some form of contradiction going on with gangsta rap. Combine this contradiction with a young black male, income median at poverty level, whose Father was killed to gun violence, and is now being raised by a single Mother, who spends majority of her time working to provide for the child. We now have a situation where, the child’s role model becomes his/her favorite gangsta rapper. The before mentioned is an example, although reality. It takes a village to raise the children, yes even those children of the imprisoned and deceased gangsta rappers will become adults one day. Did they ever think about what would happen if those lyrics came true and the child is left Fatherless? I often question if they ever thought about the poison being fed to the children, something like when crack hit ever ghetto in America in the 70’s and 80’s. Has fame, money, and recognition seemingly displaced the Black culture? It saddens me that the role of the Father is so lax in many African American households. As I patiently wait for more rappers that promote positive to become mainstream, it seems as if so many are lost.
Who remembers the movie “Janky Promoters” with Ice Cube and Mike Epps? Whose considered a janky promoter? The reality of the rap/hiphop culture does not support quick fame. Artist who are hungry about their music grind seek several avenues in an effort to be seen and heard. This is where it gets tricky, I say tricky because an artist should always research and plan effectively. Open Mics are platforms to use but with the digital age spinning as such is it beneficial to stand around a club with 50 more people waiting to perform? I mean really, most artist leave with their entourage soon after they perform. So whose really going to hear you? Don’t get me wrong because there are several certified open mics ( #Hustle&Flow in the Atl) but you have to play your cards right. Think about the piggy back effect. We’re all playing “life chess” so chose whether you want to be a pawn or a king. Salute to Pearl Vodka and Happy Holidays.