I have been documenting my...evolution for...about...let me know...since '89. It started as I was just beginning to open up on the Red Clay of Georgia and felt my parents might not appreciate what I had going on inside of me. While my MCGC counterparts could empathize, the details tripped me up. As opposed to trying to explain it...extrapolate an description of what was going on, I chose instead to take to the pen. Opting for finally utilizing all of the materials my parents had purchased for me to do school work...I made good on my promise to them - do something with ALL OF THIS! I DID...I lived through-it...and wrote.
My initial writings...were more like adolescent rantings, as opposed to verse. Although I soon recognized the beauty of keeping 2 GRAVEL BOOKS - one for rantings; the other for writing...both for recording. These books...the number of which I have lost count at this point...truly detail all that it is to be in the space of ME! I started just as my formative years were beginning to take hold and have continued, now vacillating to BLOG...of convenience and keeping up. Now...some 20+ years later...the story is still being written. For a long time I tormented myself with the notion of this being my opus I was scribbling out. The only problem arose when determining on just HOW to tell this story. I have so many varied perspectives, all of which ring true. Now, I am finding more sense all of these varied perspectives...there is merit to each one of them.
Well, there is some NEXT shit that is coming up...I can feel it. STAY TUNED!!!
Bracing myself...makes it seem like I am expecting the worst. Quite the contrary. I do know and expect, as experience has demonstrated - I should expect not simply a challenge, but a true test for those skills I am looking to HONE.
[Here is a thought - Perhaps my talented wasn't valued in Paris, because I UNDERVALUED my talent. I assumed that since it was my first time RECORDING...like that...I should take a QUIET spot and pay attention...opting out of a timely use of my talents...therefore loosing the artistic trust of my mates and forever relating me to a non-motherfuckin'-factor. Yes, I went in declaring just what I wanted and hoped to accomplish. However, I allowed THEM to determine the FINITE details of my TRYPE!!! MY PLAN!!!]
For all of those caught in the RACIAL Rhetoric being kicked-up by our AfRO-American Social gatekeepers regarding Quiten Tarentino's latest release DJANGO: UnChaiNeD...I gotta laugh. I fear that you are being distracted in just the way that Tarentino was remarking on. He gave the most graphically, absurdly racist backdrop [since MANDIGO, in my opinion]...in the most picturesque Southern Set since THE COLOR PURPLE...all the while presenting a strong, proud impenetrable SHAFT-like CowBROTHER...driven by PASSION; armed with the TRUST and FRIENDSHIP of a white, European counter-part; using his INTELLIGENCE and tracking/survival instincts to persevere...and Ride-off into the night...ALIVE.
WHAT ARE YOU MAD AT?
He is NOT saying ANYONE of this is RIGHT! In FACT, in true TARENTINO-fashion he was remarking on just how AWFULLY LUDIcRIOUS the atrocities endured by slaves were.
By FOCUSING oN RACE First...or ONLY, YOU are doing EXACTLY what he is SPEAKING TO - BEING DISTRACTED! Is he that smart...YES!!! No...it ISN't ROCKET SCIENCE...but it IS SMART!!! I'll buy an action-figure...of DJANGO.
I believe it to be one of the SMARTEST race films to be released since...SKOOL DAZE...for much the same reason - LUNACY!!!
The veryLOVING crazy that fueled the ridicularity in both films...is what give it meat... and TEETH. The comedic aspects cannot be denied...they are key to the appreciation of the rye-wit being thrown at all racist actions.
There is absolutely nothing right about what goes on in DJANGO...except that it was done by a white, italian male...with shocking white-male sensibilities and the absolute crazy that comes when all of this mixes with HIP-HOP. It was Wicked and Disturbing...and probably NOT historically correct, BUT...despite ALL of that HE WAS SMART enough to PERSEVERE!
I have heard it said that WISDOM follows the SPIRIT in which it is INVOKED!!!
That said, I have just come from the ROOF...expecting the burden that seemed to weigh my steps BACK into this space.
Instead...I am finding myself LIGHT...EASY...truly IN-CONTROL...even WITH a SwAy...lol. Hmmm...no more of the dirty recollections of fantasies no longer to be fulfilled!?
Hmmm...no woooozy laments of the missteps taken during this often seemingly OFF PATH...course I have run '12...lol. Hmmm...no longings for the next one...just half-way through...to STRENGTHENED the LULL NEEDED to BOLDLY TAKE THE NEXT STEP...lol. Hmmm...just...Hmmmmmmmmm...Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...;-)
I am truly THANKFUL for...THAT. It is...that...FINE-NESS.
Continue to Guide my Feet along this path I am BEATING...MercI Beaucoup
I am...there are truly no words to express just how I feel about this song.
I encountered...IT randomly, while collecting and absorbing Donny Hathaway's collection.
[Once I got a cd player...and discovered HMV on W 72nd...IT WAS A OVER!!! I got all the Donny Hathaway, Rufus and Chaka Kahn, Coltrane, Branford Marsalis, and any other soul I could fit into a budget of about $100.00 a month...if I was lucky.]
That said, THIS SONG...expresses EVERYTHING I feel about music and the appreciation of art and love. I am certain there are other songs of his I know the lyrics to with greater fervor, but none that I FEEL like this. THIS is a song I would love to HONOR Hathaway with...Grand Orchestra...