Originally posted by RealSpoke
reply to post by CaptainLJB
why talk about something you have no clue about?
Just because someone is born in the ghetto that makes them "the lowest of the low"?
edit on 3-6-2012 by RealSpoke because: (no reason
If Rap is factored in, Yes. Excerpt from my book:
Consider Rap Music. I use the word "music" very loosely in this instance, but they call it music so for the sake of argument I will too here. What
we have here is basically a mind-numbing, constant beat in the background, accompanied by some lowlife who quickly recites ghetto poetry in
speed-speak style. All the "songs" sound the same; they are loud and obnoxious, and sound like a tuned jackhammer to the ears. Even cars which speed
by my house, dozens of feet away from my closed windows, blasting this # from pumped up speakers for a mere 10 seconds is sickening to me--that
thump-thump-thump-thump noise nearly instigates a migraine. People willingly Do This To Themselves! They Like It?!? They need to turn the volume up in
an attempt to put it on par with real music. Rap is Loud, obnoxious, "in your face" as They would say--and supposedly flaunts that macho,
testosterone-dripping image (which I guess is a product of, "if we can make the sound and take the sound, you can too--if not, you're a pansy and a
wimp!" and thereby implies any soft and gentle music is for Soft and Gentle People). At least after many hours of pondering the "musical"
mentality, that's what I've managed to conclude. Old music touches me, while Modern "music" annoys me. Furthermore, it does not require any
special musical talent whatsoever. It does not require a melodic voice or even the abilty to play a simple instrument. Real music requires the ability
to read sheet music and there are such things as notes. Plural. Rap music generally uses One note. One note does not constitute a song. With Rap, Any
bum off the street, willing to stand before an audience and recite bull#, can be a star--or "Rap Artist" as they prefer to be known. For an
"instrument" the fool can bang on garbage can covers if he so desires. The masses are programmed to listen to and enjoy this # ad nauseum; to shell
out money to actually Buy these albums. It's made some of the lowest forms of life in the ghetto community (i.e. gangs; which would explain the
consistent use of aliases) into millionaires. I used to hate Heavy Metal music for the loud and glaring nature, but compared to Rap it's actually
pretty good. Heck, even the very worst mediocre, modern-day Country songs are music to my years compared to Rap. Remember the dickheaded "Disco
Sucks!" rampage back in the 80s? Where are these people today? Can any one of them look me in the eye and say that Rap is Superior (or even Equal) to
Disco in any way, shape, or form?
Maybe some of them became Rap "artists." Probably the best defense for Rap that I've managed to come across was that it's sort of "the voice of
the people"--but this holds water about as much as a leaky paper cup. Rap further "evolved" into HipHop, Break Dancing, Scratching, and Beatboxing.
HipHop is more annoying beating noise usually accompanied by Rap. Break Dancing involves rolling around on the ground, standing on one's head, and
generally peforming like a monkey (and I don't mean a member of the Monkees!). Scratching is a "technique" used by a DJ involving the destruction
of an old style vinyl record on a turntable by scratching the record player's needle across it to produce loud scratching sounds. (Just looking at
what I'm typing here--had I revealed this to people living in the 1950s, they'd be laughing at my outrageously wild imagination!) If the destruction
of a record and needle aren't enough, there's Beatboxing: making "puh-puh" vocal sounds strictly with one's mouth, usually to accompany Rap or
some other "music." If Break Dancing emulates the movement of a chimp, Beatboxing emulates the Sound of the chimp. What really gets me about the
vast majority of the opposition to this "music" is the lyrics Not the beat. While it truly is low and degenerate (seemingly written by 10-year old
delinquents, right down to the bad grammer), the real crime of this so-called "music" is it's painfully annoying with no melody or savings grace
whatsoever. To put it another way, even the most simplistic one-liner lyrics disco songs to come out of the 1970s usually had composition and rhythm
to make them stand out as memorable and enjoyable to listen to on the radio. It might be as simple as "Fly, Robin, Fly!" repeated over and over
again, but the melodic beat made it enjoyable. You could dance to it, too. Had modern Rap consisted of original instrumental compositions, one could
forgive the so-called lyrics and enjoy it for what it is. Were we to go back in time and substitute "Die, Honkey Boy!" for "Fly, Robin, Fly!" it
might be consider offensive but the melodic composition would Still be desirable. I've listened to some foreign, non-English songs and have enjoyed
them despite not understanding a single word sung therein but because of their originality and because they're a pleasure to my ears not a throbbing
pain through them. Likewise, music Without lyrics is also quite enjoyable. Incidentally, it's called Instrumental and includes Classical music and
theme music to many movies. With Rap, and it's spawn, there are absolutely No redeeming values whatsoever. Worthless noise. Because the "music" Is
the lyrics and how it's presented by the so-called "artist." Thus the other excuse given in today's world: "Rap is not music, it's Artistry." I
didn't say it, They did. Should you dare remove the "lyrics" from a Rap "song" the result is pure Noise. The bottom line, again, is that this is
Not Music but ghetto poetry. The word "art" belongs No Where Near It. I could probably go on and on about the Content of the lyrics and how it
promotes corruption and urban attitude problems among teens (which would encourage the reader to put me in a "racist" category or claim that I'm
promoting "White music") glorifying vulgarity, ghetto gangs, violence, rape, instant gratification, revenge, greed, guns... And how it's Just Plain
Bad English even with the profanity removed (undoubtedly also promoting the use of the ghetto language), but for sanity's sake I'd prefer to
distance myself from it in every form. On the other end of the music spectrum, I just don't see Jazz, Classical, Disco, or Country music associated
with Any of this scum-level genre which Rap is infamous for. It's an obvious reflection on the degeneration of modern culture. The glorifying of
violence for profit, and using it as an excuse to behave like barbarians. Whether it's called Rap, Hip Hop, Breakdancing, Scratching, Winda-bashing,
Bitch-Slappin,' Slop-scalpin'... It's all the Same # to me. Sometimes it comes out as a long log, sometimes in little pieces, sometimes as
semi-liquid, sometimes in oddball shapes, sometimes as a compact cannonball, and sometimes it floats. When c/rap's in the toilet I flush it. "Rap is
Crap. It be for the Black. It be Wack. I need a Snack!" Give that to some ghetto boy to "perform" and it might become a classic. Wow, I Wrote that?
I must be Talented! I'm a Rap Star!
Louis Armstrong->The Jackson Five->Snoop Dogg. Does this progression make any sense?
If I were a conspiracy nut, I would think that some racist organization (the infamous Ku Klux Klan maybe) had devised a means to sabotage the Black
image right here in America by inventing Rap, Etcetera for them to dig their own graves and rub Black=Ghetto in the face of all Americans and the
world. One could almost make the case that the Klan shaved a tame chimpanzee and dressed him in a ragged white T-shirt, baggy pants, gold chains, and
backwards cap...and released him in Harlem for the masses to emulate--say, in the local decrepid disco where the little guy would have access to a
record player, microphone, and other basic equipment for his "performances." The rest is history.
It's that time again that I must remind the reader that I'm not a racist. I'm simply making some objective observations which anyone can verify on
In the 70s and 80s I used to listen to the current music on the radio all the time. Today: forget it. Like just about every other simple pleasure of
the past, it's gone.