Wednesday, April 29, 2009

THE BITCH IS BACK!!??? REALLY?!!!

You know back in the mid to late 1990's, my era, Hip Hop music was running at full steam.  Crews like Wu-Tang, Mobb Deep, Nas, Dred Scott (and a host of other underground West Coast cats) Saukraties (Tdot), and Company Flow were just feeding our insatiable appetites for a music that kept creating, kept reinventing, and never seemed like it had an end.  Even cats like Notorius B.I.G (or just Biggie Smalls as we used to call him in NY r.i.p) were holding shit down on the radio.  Now most of the cats I ran with, didn't really even care too much for "radio rap", and were still put in a trance by beats that banged from the underground.  Nevertheless, Hip Hop was probably at its strongest point, as far as all around heads were concerned.  I mean, you could find a female rhyming right along with Nas' hit; Life's a Bitch.  That time, as everyone knows however, has proverbially "passed us by".  

One of the things I can starkly remember from that time though, was the crusade that was put out against Hip Hop Music for using the word "Bitch" to describe women.  It was a crusade started by the white women's movement, and almost totally taken over by groups like the NAACP, and various other African American Women's groups.  I have nothing against any of these groups, but their attacks didn't focus on the ENTIRE Hip Hop community, even though they painted that picture.  Now, my stance hasn't much changed over the years, and I STILL say, if you see a woman acting/carrying herself like a bitch, then you are fully within your rights to call her one.  Oh, and "Hoe" was another term the crusaders went after.  Which brings me to April 27th, 2009.  

While over my mothers house, helping her get shit straight with general upkeep of the grounds and whatnot, I decided to take her up on an offer to eat some pink beans and rice.  A traditionally Puerto Rican dish, but one my CUBAN grandmother kicks the shit out of EVERY TIME hands down.  While I sat down to eat, she clicked on the television, and began watching her little guilty pleasure; Dancing With The Stars.  Arguing with her on why that shit is all brain deterioration was as pointless as trying to get her to watch a special about the life of Carl Sagan.  After all, she's 60something, and she's lived enough life to tell me to fuck off because she's still my mother.  Anyway, that lame ass show was on and these two "stars" were dancing away, looking like white folk with no rhythm trying to do a sock hop.  It was actually kind of hilarious.  After they were done, and the girl dancing was finished trying to keep her low cut jeans from falling down on her straight and un-curvy ass, it was the next couple's turn.  Fortunately enough for me, Kimberly Denise Jones' (aka Lil' Kim's) now crazy, self hating, Michael "Jazzy" Jackson look alike more than Latoya's ass was the next one to dance!  No harm no foul.  I needed a good laugh, and just looking at her new face is pretty much enough.  But she did have to dance yet!  Cue the clip.  What you are about to watch (and you MUST watch it ALL THE WAY THROUGH) is the show talking about how she (Kim), kinda sucked it up the week before.  The judges claim she didn't have any "edge".  And that she needed to add that "Queen B" flavor back into her step.  You can already see where I'm going with this.  If you don't watch all the way through the key point is at 3:40.





Now my beef isn't that two of the three judges are gay british men who often have too much criticism for the females who dance on the show.  Its this;

1.  What the fuck do you mean she needs to add more "Queen B" to her routine?  Her little partner all but called her a nigger while he was describing to the camera what she was missing.  
2. Why did Kim need the judges to give her "permission" to bring her "personality" into any god damed dance?!  

3. Most of all however, WHEN IS IT EVER OKAY TO STAND UP, POINT, AND CALL A BLACK WOMAN (or at least a woman who USED to be black) A BITCH ON NATIONAL TELEVISION?!!  This by far is my biggest gripe.  The gripe that some gay men, think they can say whatever the hell they want without thinking, and not get checked for it.  First off, a white man calling a black woman a bitch is bad enough.  With all the history behind that, it still didn't matter.  And then Kim's stupid ass is sitting there jumping up and down because her "bitch" was back!?  Pretty disgusting.  We love to jump all over ourselves when it comes to a lot of shit, just like crabs in a barrel.  But when someone else does it, its totally okay.  It flies under the radar and all that.  Good job DWTS, way to keep that underlying racism/sexism, alive, well, and firmly entrenched within the American way of life.  I wonder if the NAACP will come calling again?  Just who is it they work for?  peAce.  

 


This is classic! Taking; "If I could be like Mike" to a whole other level! lol peAce!

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Yo, we received this DVD about 2 months ago at Monday Night Mic Fights from my man K.O.  Its the third installation of his Say Word series.  This shit has some of the best rollerblading cats u will ever see, and from all over the U.S.  They even touch up Europe!  If you didn't know, well now you do.  This movie has an absolutely fucking killer soundtrack, that only add to the already sick quality shots!! 

Usually when u hear about a "skate" movie, it involves skate boarders.  No diss to them, but these cats on the blades are fucking fearless!!  Its a shame the took them out of the xGames like that.. Unfortunately everything is politicized nowadays, and our xpeoples don't seem to be immune to it either!  Keep crushing ish mf's!  


Friday, April 24, 2009

Educational Vidz... BOOMBACLAATZ!

Have posted these few vids many times before (myspace/fb/etc) but in the famous words of my man Jus, "Truth is Truth". So they are to get posted again! They aren't ALL the examples of what House Music brings, just a few. Not to mention, its this type of shit that helps cats to know WHAT house music is. There are a lot of misnomers all over the place.. People who don't know the difference between Soul House, Techno (crap), Dance/Clubby House (crap), Deep House, and Broken Beat.. Especially in Charlotte. Hopefully this clears up any confusion.

First up, and example of some Deep House.  These Brothas do their collective thing out on the floor in NYC.  Brooklyn T is ill (for those who know, u know!).  This clip is from the movie Maestro.



Next up, another deep house set spun by Mr. V.  Although, I would tend to associate this with some soulful house as well, as the MAWU girls are so damned SOULED out its fucking rediculous!  Let the ladies get open on you a minute...



Lastly on this list, is from a cat I met out in Seattle a few years back.  His name, Free (the soul shifter) off of his Beautiful One Man Show dvd.  Giving us some dope visuals to go along with the broken beat mix of Feist's, Gatekeeper




Lets continue to educate.  peAce.




Monday, April 20, 2009

Dream Mirror Vid (Maf Maddix)

Met an interesting woman today with a tattoo on her finger of a dove... When I asked why she had that tattoo, she said so it would be easier to "flip the bird"... Wit is often something taken for granted!

New Maf Maddix video below.. unSeen vision creation.. Enjoy!



Thursday, April 16, 2009

Afro-Cuban Culture vidz.. pt.1

I've posted this on facebook before, but I found some other parts to it.  I'm still trying to find the name of the documentary in which music great, Harry Balafonte, explores African (Yoruba) culture in Cuba, and how it has been handed down over generations.  Many don't know about blacks in Cuba, and this is a great teaching tool.  Being half Cuban, I will never turn an eye on learning more about my mother's homeland.  Enjoy.  Flav out..


Pt. 1







Wednesday, April 15, 2009


the unHeard hits crAve
(thursday 4/16/2009)

Sunday, April 12, 2009


unHeard Sound Check


peAce,
Took a trip "out on the town" in this god forsaken "God City" this weekend to see if we could dredge up anything to DO around here while we all slowly vaporize from harmful gases.  In case no one knew, unHeard Sound, is but one, of many W.o.o.d.s.m.e.n cohorts that roam the globe.  They all couldn't represent this particular night, but the few who did, found a possible jewel.  Now we all know the jewel won't last, since no beauty ever truly lasts, but it could prove to be a very nice little target for future ventures.  
The spot is called "Crave".  Its a little lounge that sits on the opposite side of the bar Cans here in Charlotte.   What can I say?  The layout of the place is peace, but that doesn't mean too much most of the time.  They are considered a "dessert" bar, which is the new trend here in town.  Don't know how much I can trust it, simply because its part of a new trend.  And everyone knows that new trends die hard here in the south, save Atl.  The menu was pretty cool.  Our little group of vagabonds decided on the Chocolate Cake, and the Red Velvet Cake slices, which were both scores.  


















Wednesday, April 1, 2009

unHeard Sound Set at Apostrophe.. Charlotte, NC


1'z n 2'z


Flav and Jus, immaculate.  



Ahh yes the Wu Tang Button. A true head!

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