Sunday, November 9, 2008

How Soulja Boy Tell 'Em is Revolutionizing Music (For Better or Worse)

Wow, this ended up being way odder and random than I expected. Enjoy. Sorry for the randomness, it's just been on my mind lately.

I love music. It's an integral piece of my life: rap, rock, techno, it's all shaped who I am today. I've especially fallen in love with ip-hop and rap music in recent years: the hypnotizing hooks and rhythmic beats mesmerize me, the meaningful lyrics about political turmoil and the struggles of life in the a young person growing up on the streets of the inner city.

So when I first heard the #1 Billboard Top 100 hit "Crank Dat" by some kid named Soulja Boy Tell 'Em.

And I almost cried.

What had happened to my hip hop?! Where were the insightful lyrics, now replaced with cries of "Yah Trick, Yah!"? What happened to the rhythmic beats and melodies that once made my head bob up and down with the flow, now that simply make it shake side to side with a depressing no.

But recently, I've come to realize the genius of Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (read:his manager). He is the first artist I've seen who is really playing and making music with purely profits in mind. He makes catchy beats and annoying, yet memorable hooks that make perfect YouTube videos and ringtones. His lyrics hold no intellectual value, but that seems to work in today's fast paced world. Few care about the lyrics of their favorite songs, so why should the artist?

None of this should be taken as a compliment for Soulja Boy Tell 'Em. I truly dislike his music. But there is no denying that he is now a musical force to be reckoned with, and he is paving the way for even more vapid, self obsessed, crap music for years to come.

You Tell 'Em Soulja Boy.  You Tell 'Em.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Can Obama haz presidency? YUS HE CAN!

Well, it's been a ridiculous two year warpath to the White House. and now it's over.

I am happy. Yes we can. Yes we can.

John's blog on that wonderful day we all drove to see him speak sent chills of joy up my spine.  I miss those days. I missed that feeling.

I'm getting a little of it back now. Slowly at first.  It's coming.

I am happy. Good luck, Mr. Obama.