This was probably the first hip hop song I ever liked, in high school I was a little goth dork and I liked Tupac for a lot of the same reasons I like goth- because his music is really fucking depressing and morbid. This was his first single to be released post humously and it was all over the radio when I was a senior.
Ten plus years later this song still rules. I've been thinking about it a lot because it contains the lyric "though it seems heaven sent, we ain't ready to have a Black president."
Can I take a moment to say how much I really love Kanye West?
I love him for the reason I love Hunter S. Thompson, or Barbra Streisand, or a bunch of other people who are probably intolerable in real but really fascinating as media characters because they are divas- they don't self-censor but still come off as intelligent and dare I say it- dignified- in spite of being bat shit nuts.
I love Kanye West for saying George Bush doesn't care about black people on television and freaking everyone the fuck out. I love him for throwing tantrums, and making fun of his own tantrums on SNL. I love him for being one of the few hip hops artists to speak out against homophobia (and yes, I kind of secretly hope he's gay). I love him for taking an attitude when they cued the awards music in the middle of his acceptance speech. I love Kanye West for unapologetically embracing his own fabulousness, which I think is something many people find threatening. Kanye West should be held up as a role model in assertiveness training courses.
I will probably write something about 808's and Heartbreaks one of the days because it's growing on me one song at a time and I kind of heart "Love Lockdown" a whole lot.
I don't think of music as being as powerful of a driving force in my life as it used to be, but maybe I'm wrong. I consume it differently, ie I don't have the money to buy (and hate the format of CDs), I have more mp3s than I know what to do with, and a lot of nostalgic vinyl. It's harder to discover new stuff and yet, there's so much to discover.
Freelance does not mean "free labor." If you expect your freelancers to deliver quality work on tight deadlines, maybe you should considering paying them when you say you will instead of bullshitting.
And to the clients who always pay me quickly- you are golden, don't ever change.
I always thought the chorus to T Pain's "Buy You A Drank" was "We in the bread line." I researched it, and it's actually "We in the bed like" which doesn't even make sense.
Youtube wont let me post the actual video, so enjoy this snappy piano rendition!
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