Kayaro Blog: 01/30/2005

Saturday, February 05, 2005

Houston, we have a problem

Breaking News

Ladies and Gentleman, I really hate to use profanity in this blog. But what the f--- is wrong with Houston? Somebody please help him. Seriously, help the man before it's too late. I don't want to hear another record, McDonalds jingle, or nothing from him until he has had serious therapy. My prayers are with you Houston.

Links below....
Singer says devil made him gouge eye out
Singer Houston hurts eye after suicide try
R&B Singer Houston Gouges Eye Out After Apparent Suicide Attempt

~MIND YOUR BUSINESS!~

Speaking of entertainers with alleged sucicide attempts, I herby proclaim this to be EPMD day here at Canhead. You are commanded to follow the links below and get your EPMD on. (Peace Sonja) I want more info on the Rakim-EPMD beef Na was talking about on "UBR", I slept on that back in then.

http://www.defjam.com/artists/epmd/frameset.html

http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&sql=11:4tkxu3x5andk

http://www.rollingstone.com/artist/_/id/4209?rnd=1107553123500&has-player=true&version=6.0.8.1024

http://endorph.sevcom.com/pmd.html

http://www.mtv.com/bands/archive/e/epmdfeature99.jhtml

In the spirit of EPMD day, I present to you the lyrics to one of my favorite EPMD songs. I could relate to this song, and felt their pain when "E Double had to push while Emdee steered". Sure they have bigger hits, like the club monster "Headbanger", the slick "You're A Customer", or the OG classic "You Gots To Chill". This song seperates the men from the boys. If you know the song I'm talking about just by the hint I gave, you are hip-hop in the flesh. Your ghetto pass is renewed for another 400 years.(message!)

Enough with the chit-chat. Let the song lyric jacking begin.

Artist: EPMD
Album: Unfinished Business
Song: Please Listen to My Demo
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Dub] Yo whassup P?
[PMD] Yo nuttin man just coolin kick back in the studio wit DJ Scratch
and my man Frank B, reminiscin about how we was tryin to shop
our demo and everybody was dishin, youknowhatI'msayin?
[Dub] Yo P tell em whassup man

Verse One: Parrish Smith
We was coolin in my car one day you see
Clockin a double nickel on the L-I E
When it dawned on us that it was, ten o'clock
Turned on the tunes to hear the DJ's rock
The hands got to clappin, the fingers got to snappin
E and I was coolin, with his mans, he was snappin
In and out of fantasies on how large we can get
Coolin in rocks and Benzes with the ground effect kits
I wanted black, E was on the two-tone
Stupid boomin system with the hands-free phone
The dream gets better and I would like to go on
but I was brought back to reality by a toot of a horn
Smoke everywhere, oh just what we needed
On the way to shop our demo and the car overheated
Feelin real low, low enough to die
Holdin up traffic, on the FDR drive
We had to play ourselves, in the fresh dipped gear
E Double had to push while MD steered
There went our dreams, to cruise in golden limos
And all we kept sayin was please listen to my demo

Please listen to my demo (3X)
Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo

Verse Two: Erick Sermon
In the year eighty-seven when we first took off
when I jumped to P-6-8 and broke North
Walkin the big city streets of Manhattan
Buildings, whole nine yards, so enchantin
Thinkin if we got a chance, we could rock it
Funky fresh demo tape in my pocket
We was walkin, and got dissed twice today
Then we stopped at 1974 Broadway
We walked in with grins on our chins
And P had juice from Mr. Virgo Simms
He played the tape and we started to laugh
Played ?if it was sock? and they swoop and backstab
People start to smile inside we buckwhylin
Sayin this all started back from freestylin
They liked it, and they were very kind
But me and P was like, "Yo E, where do we sign?"
Went in the backroom, things was luvy duvy
Met Ron Resnick, and his partner Juggy
Things was cool, as I remembered
We signed the dotted line, now we Fresh Record members
Had dreams, of fancy cars and limos
And I wanted was somebody, to listen to my demo

Please listen to my demo (3X)
Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo
Please listen to my demo (2X)

And the rest is history.

Corrections and F--- Ups

Sorry, I slipped up in last post. It's “Opie and Anthony”, not Andy as I had written. (Guess I was thinking about Amos and Andy, happens all the time)
I should have posted the following links at the end of the last post to…You really should click on them.
~Quote from last post
Next post: I give my two cents on the Michelle Malkin piece in the New York Post on Michaeal Jackson and Snoop Dogg. Love the way she ties the two together so neatly. "It racism, that's what it is!" You should check it out so you'll know what I'm rambling on about.

“I may even address the whole BET thing and why some white folks really get upset that there is a channel called BET.

Well, my reaction to Malkin piece will have to wait until another post. I am getting backlogged with stuff. I’m working on a Blogcritic.org approved T.I.CD review for ya, The Drama Karma story is about to get another chapter, and I think the time for me to school you on house music is long overdue. So next week should be greasy grimey good-good. Stay tuned.

~~~Note to webpage designers at Vibe.com. Is it really necessary to have 2 pop-ups for your homepage? People have pop-up stoppers for a reason. From one Q to another Q, show a little love player. Kill one of the pop-ups. (Keep the one with Alicia Keys. lose the other one)
Don't expect to see posts from me until Monday, maybe Tuesday. Why? Because tomorrow is

SUNDAY SUNDAY SUNDAY!!!!! Don't bother me while the game is on please. See ya!

Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Shock Jocks...They All Sound The Same To Me

Black to the future: date:::about 10 hours after hearing the “Tsunami Song”::::::

It’s 6:30 in the morning. The snow isn’t P-Funk style just yet, (you know, not just knee deep) but it’s getting there. After I fight for 20 minutes with the ice covering my hooptie, I get in and pull off into the winter mess. I reach for the on switch on the radio and what it’s the first thing I hear early this morning? Some freak on the radio talking about “nigger this and nigger that.” Do I take offense to this strong use of words so early in the day? Nah, not really. I actually expect it. See, my radio is preset to hear the words of wisdom from the self proclaimed “King of All Media” Mr. Howard Stern.

I’m a NYC area transplant, and the only morning show strong enough to get my attention this early is Stern’s. (Sorry TJMS, I check ya’ll out to) When I was living downstate, I listened to the home of hip hop and r&b, back when the original haters were terrorizing New York. I don’t really take offense to very offensive morning show programming. In this regard I am probably just like the rest of my races status in America, a minority. I know there are millions of you who can’t stand the mere thought of Howard Stern, and any of the copy-cat shock jocks that have flooded morning radio. There are times when I turn the show off, not really in disgust. It’s more like when you’re drinking and you know you’ve had enough. Recently, hip-hop morning shows have been a hot bed for controversy. The main issue is the use of offensive and racially insensitive material. Granted the material in question is just that. But the question it raises to me at least is this.

Ethnic jokes have been the staple of American comedy forever. It’s no wonder. Since comedy is basically a way of exaggerating our reality to find humor in it, and racism is an ugly blemish on our all of our combined cultures, it seemed inevitable that the two collide. This is not in any way trying to excuse this. My intent is more to examine the issue of racially charged humor and how long it has been a part of American culture. Some of our favorite comedians perfected it, and all races have their form of it. While there seems to be a serious increase in the use of it, especially in the morning show markets, it is not something new. I’m sure there is someone who may be better versed in the subject. But from my perspective, looking at the entire mess from about 50 feet (respectable non threatening distance) it seems that the matter needs to be addressed by all. The references are endless.

Early American films took great liberties in how they depicted members of other races. It wasn’t uncommon for Italian actors to play Native Americans, Europeans or any other race. The Charlie Chan franchise alone should make Americans shake their heads. Many of our classic films use racial humor or stereotypes. The Marx Brothers used to thumb their noses at the establishment of the day. They also exaggerated their own cultural stereotypes in a way that entertained and made a commentary, if not at first recognized or even intended.
Stepin Fetchit was the original sell out, paving the way to Hollywood for thousands of minority actors by playing the role of a dumb slow witted Black man. At the movies, “The Godfather” depicted an entire Italian family as murderous criminals. “Scarface” shows the Cuban bad guy murdering his way to the top. John Wayne movies were full of stereotypes and general hatred towards Native Americans, Asians, and any one else who got in his way.

Archie Bunker ruled television and spawned a Black counter part to appease the growing African American fans, in the form of George Jefferson. In both “The Jeffersons” and “All In The Family”, many of the half hour shows ended up with some lesson on racial acceptance and what happens when people let their prejudices guide them. “Sanford and Son” (my favorite)brought their form of racial equality to America and again they were embraced. Fred Sanford was from the old school, and he didn’t care who knew it. He was leery of the police, his Latino neighbors, and even his own race, as he would express his displeasure with his son’s stereotypically shady friend Rollo constantly. Again, many shows would end with a lesson in acceptance of those of another color.

“Welcome Back Kotter” was basically a “Rainbow Coalition” of high school aged kids in a all black neighborhood, during a time when we all didn’t get along. The traded light jokes about each others and learned to get along as one. (Thanks Mr. Ko-tteeer!)

Fast forward to our day and we have two runners up in “The African American Ethnic Humor Sitcom Of All Time” awards. “The Chapelle Show "and the classic “In Living Color” duke it out for favorite off color show in the hood. And with good reason, the shows are sharp, quick witted and afraid of nothing; well maybe Dave is more fearless that Keenan was. Both show are hailed as great by some, and hated by others. But they are prime examples of the American tradition of using race for humor and its constant use.

Richard Pryor, Eddie Murphy, Martin Lawrence, George Carlin, Andrew Dice Clay, Dave Chappelle, Margaret Cho, Jamie Foxx, Howard Stern, Opie and Andy, Star and Buc Wild, Ms Jones and the Hot97 crew are all guilty of the same crime: the use of ethnic humor. So are all the above mentioned, critically acclaimed actors, writers, directors and comedians. And so are we. We are all guilty of it. We will always be guilty of it. Any time you look at someone of another race and think ANYTHING prejudicial about them and even think about giggling or making a smart remark, you’ve just joined the ranks of ethnic joke user. The question is, where do we draw the line? If it’s ok to fire the Hot 97 morning show crew, does that mean that we start to fire everyone else? Most will say it is a free speech issue, which it is. But I think there is a deeper issue below that isn’t being addressed.

This is a form of comedy that can be therapeutic, when done properly. It doesn’t have to be cruel, or hateful to be effective. It can be a way of addressing things that have been said about other races and cultures and show how they are similar to others. If comedy is a tool to help us laugh at some of our unflattering characteristics, what form of comedy is more appropriate than ethnic humor? But the trend is to go to the extreme, push the envelope and be as outrageous as possible. This is where the problems begin.

There will always be someone who is offended by an off color joke, as there should be. But every joke isn’t worthy of the execution squad. Punishment maybe, but the guillotine may be too severe a punishment for the crime. It's a thin line between something being a truly funny joke and the same joke sounding like a slur or insult. All incidents are unique and need to be examined, but let’s try not to lose our heads or sense of humor either.

Here are a few links on the subject, if you’re still interested.

Asian Media Watch

Ethnic Humor byRuth Schwartz

Hillary Has History of Racial Gaffes

Why stereotypes are never just innocent fun

Challenge prejudice by not tolerating ethnic jokes

Next post: I give my two cents on the Michelle Malkin piece in the New York Post on Michaeal Jackson and Snoop Dogg. Love the way she ties the two together so neatly. "It racism, that's what it is!" You should check it out so you'll know what I'm rambling on about. I may even address the whole BET thing and why some white folks really get upset that there is a channel called BET.(I think they meant the emphasis to be on Entertainment rather than Black, but that's just me)

Cheers mate~