Untitled Toughts + Uncatagorized Jams: Childish Gambino, XV + Active Child
Alright, this is somewhat of an insomnia post, so bear with me if I seem a little off. Yea I know it’s only 10pm (well it was when I started writing. 90 minutes later…), but that’s besides the point. I like my sleep. I was just thinking about this blog and why I write. I go through phases. Sometimes I think people really might be interested in my random thoughts, other times I feel as though it’s pointless. But at the end of the day, more often than not I’m really just thinking out loud in my posts. Well, for a little while when I started sharing my blog with friends and paid close attention to my blog stats, I would think about what people might want to hear or what they would think of me after reading. But after a while I realized that no one wants someone else to think about what they themselves would want and then do it only for that reason, they just want them to do it naturally. Or maybe that’s just what I want, which again just goes back to the point of me doing me…..
From the outside, I might just seem like a “ghetto” white kid, or a white kid who wants to be black. But that’s on the same ignorant shit as saying suburban, preppy, well spoken black kids aren’t “black” enough. And don’t get me started on the over/misuse of the word “ghetto.” Well maybe for a moment; I heard someone at work call Schaumburg, IL “Schompton” (like Compton?) because it’s “ghetto.” If by “ghetto” you mean you once saw a black person there, then yea I guess it’s “ghetto.” On the other side of that though, there’s another dude at work who accuses every upper-middle class white kid of having a trust fund. They’re both jokes (I think…I hope), but it’s just kind of annoying. And maybe I’m a little too sensitive, but with the way our country is diversifying so quickly and the ancient beliefs some people still emphasize, you can’t tell me it’s not a legit issue. Everyone wants to label or profile people/things/music right off the bat. Just give it a little fucking time to let it be…
“White Men Can’t Funk” is more than a clever pun of a movie title about a white dude who can hoop in order emphasize my interest in basketball AND music. Obviously, it plays off the misconception that since Billy Hoyle is white he must NOT be able to hoop. Just like some might believe that white kids, like myself, can’t honestly embrace hip hop, or black kids with rock, without wanting to be something they’re not. Or how dudes that don’t act hard all the time and joke about women being inferior and placed on earth to serve them, must ultimately be weak or just not “real men”…
Anyway, I think that’s all I have to rant about tonight. I’ll be back with more fucked up thinking on our fucked up thinking soon enough. But for now, I do actually have a few joints for you to listen to. I don’t necessarily know the right time to listen to/enjoy these. Probably by yourself. Either way, I thought it’d be appropriate to share these here since they’re just kinda different and don’t really fit any of my predetermined weekly posts. I know, I know. I’m guilty of categorizing also. But it’s just easier t-……fuck.
Ok, first up we got a new radio rip from Childish Gambino. Sheeeeit, a post about white black kids and black white kids? Donald recently when to twitter, or maybe facebook, to vent about some similar racial thoughts. I don’t necessarily agree with him on everything, but I bet I sound like an asshole when I speak uninhibited quite often as well. Really anticipating the mastered version of this one right here.
Ok, this one could probably be placed in my “Rap Up” section, but I feel like that would just undermine how diverse XV’s music is. Yea, he raps, but it’s not your typical bullshit. Man, I’m really starting to resent that bullshit. But let’s not dwell on that. Just listen to Vizzy being Vizzy. This one’s off his latest mixtape Popular Culture. Go get it. And LISTEN.
Let’s wrap it up with some peaceful vibes to help set my mind at ease so I can fall asleep. Literally, just some peaceful vibes….with a nice lil kick here and there.