DJ Danny, A.K.A. Akalepse holding Gil Scott-Heron's Winter in America
It was 1987. Public Enemy had just popped into the scene. We were clueless pre-adults about to be released into the world. We knew who Malcolm X was from English class which only really came together after hearing their words and his radical words pumped out through the speakers of the political defense system that the revolution would in fact not be televised. Or would it? We knew the Beastie Boys brought us some awesome party music but there was no way they invented this music. The nerative was too pure with all sorts thoughts and stories making history real-time. The master at telling them was Gil Scot-Heron who preached about a black and proud nation. PE took the bass and drum parts isolated and amplified their message to give rap music edge. We were white kids and we went deep. Explored hip-hop tape and records shops in Plainfield NJ in the middle of the day for more. Where we just used to buy beer and pot. This time the contra-band was Hip Hop. More radical than punk rock and hardcore. Gil Scot-Heron let us know this has been going on for awhile and PE were just some of the messengers. Thanks Beasties for making it alright and RIP Gil — G*d Bless.
I’m not sure how Joe Strummer would feel about “free” world revenge but him being killed 8 years later is an acitivity we must question. Was justice really served? Was this our only option? Shouldn’t we have just taken him prisoner? Is the cost of his martyrdom something we’re willing to pay? Sure, the cost of lives and cold hard cash are one of the things that have been hitting us through industrial complex and then there is the loss of feeling secure by our boarders.
Total mind changer.
For the record we normally like to keep this blog poli-agnostic. But here’s a selection of some of the tweets from the last 24hrs capturing this event which may envigorate the beehive in ways we have yet to understand. From an extremists point of view Osama Bin Laden is/was their JFK. Crazy like Hitler but none the less a scary figure like Kadafi. Filmmaker Michael Moore was on fire!
Here’s what the twittersphere has been saying: @MMFlint Cost of war to the U.S. since 2001: 1.2 trillion dollars. Interrupting Celebrity Apprentice: Priceless. (via Mike Olpin)
@MMFlint via Michael Moore
FOX News: Elderly Man on Dialysis Killed by Young African-American Male
@MMFlint CNN reports Osama buried at sea. Am I the only one that smells something funky?
@TheRodcast: PLEASE GOD LET IT BE A GAY SOLDIER WHO KILLED BIN LADEN
@GhostOsama via Osama Bin Laden
Well this sucks…I accidentally enabled location on my tweet
@andersoncooper Anderson Cooper
Does anyone else find it moving hearing people singing our national anthem outside the white house gates? I do.
Dennis Hopper 1936-2010 – Total shame about Mr. Hopper passing this past week. He was definitely one of those guys you’d want to meet to see if he was the real deal which from all accounts he was. He was a talented photographer, a icon and certainly a bad influence or good depending how you look at it. All the movies I saw him in over and over again growing up were always on the edge. He freely and easily spoke to a youth subculture of decent, hippies and drugs. The most bizarre character was the freaky Frank Booth in the David Lynch film Blue Velvet but then again all were pretty out there man. Here are some tracks for your pot mix.
Just, yesterday I was walking down 10th Ave and I saw this chick wearing an old unknown pleasures T-shirt and I thought to myself. Nobody wears or makes cool band art anymore. This design is a simple classic illustration that you can almost hear. Created by the band that originally came in a textured sleeve with no track listing on the back cover to speak of. Just black and mysterious. Such an awesome place in time when you discover this record helps you creep inside into the impossible. Then you realize there is this guy Peter Hook who plays the bass as the lead instrument and your musical world explodes.
Side one “Outside”DisorderSide two “Inside”Shadowplay from Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division
Is there such a thing as the 5th Beatle? The guy who you have in your creative circle and gotten into arguments as documented in the film I Am Trying To Break Your Heart? This is Jay Benett (RIP 1963-2009) or at least how most of us will remember him as the creative muse and friend of Jeff Tweedy. Welcome to your acoustic singer songwriter overdose and posts of some really great stories. It does not really matter how he went but one of many cautionary tales of loss and we can talk and talk about it or just listen and have a few.