Just a thought.

January 7, 2007, 8:43 am
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Why is it I can’t sleep when I want to sleep? Yeesh, my mind’s like an infomercial…

“BUT WAIT, there’s MORE!”

Alright, on to the crazy shit that’s keeping me awake. So I would think that I was spending my winter break wisely. Instead of stressing about the upcoming semester and the so-called rush for internships that I’m supposed to be dong since it’s my 3rd year, I’m actually relaxing. But as you can tell, denial is the first step to truth. In actuality, I am stressing about that stuff, but as per usual, I go about dealing with that problem in the most round-about manner possible. Which usually involves distracting myself with shiny things.

Anyways, I’ve given into the allure of this Web 2.0 that seemingly crept up behind me this whole time. Seriously, where did it come from? And where has it been all my life? Yeesh. It’s kinda like being ambushed by a giant cupcake. You get over the fact that you got scared shitless in like a millisecond because, shit, it’s a giant cupcake. Anyways, I really like where this is going. I guess blogging is kind of part of the movement, but it didn’t really occur to me the real power of being connected with a ton of people. Maybe cuz I don’t really expect anyone to read what I’m writing. (Or do I? There must be some type of psychological complex for that…) What really made me believe is del.icio.us. This is probably the single most amazing thing to ever happen on the internet.

It’s not so much a site rather than the single most greatest analogy of how the mind works. I mean it does depend on the community that is already on it, and yes, for now it represents a particularly savvy demographic of photographers, (I found Patrici on it! She’s iciwici here on blogspot I think…) philosophers, bikers, bloggers, and generally people who are internet savvy. But goddamn. It’s good. I’ve been obsessed about fixed gear bicycles for the past semester and shit, I found out a lot more about them with del.icio.us. It’s like you have a thought that “Yea, someone out there must know more about this…” and sure, there’s search sites, but that implies that you have a question to go on in the first place. A clue, perhaps, a keyword, or a lyric of a song. With del.icio.us, you add in your favorite site, and consequently find tons of people interested in the same thing. All without the awkwardness of actual human interaction. Oh joy! But hey, I probably would know more about this guy who I subscribed to for his bike links, that when I would meet him at a party or something. Whowuddathunk?

Shit, I should probably get to a point, well this is what’s been keeping me up. Scared the shit out of me. This was under the bunch of links for people still trippin’ of the Matrix. I mean, I am.

Oh yea I was supposed to review a bunch of albums during the break. I did listen to all of them, but I particularly tried to listen into Nas’ new album Hip Hop is Dead. So maybe I’ll delve into that here.

Hip-Hop is dead is one ill album. It’s got deft beats, Nas’ sharp tongue, and a cage-rattling message. From what I get from it, Nas is first silencing the haters, within hip-hop and outside of it, that hip-hop doesn’t necessarily embody the type of beat that it’s identified with, or the kind of cadence it’s supposed to have, it embodies the struggle. And you can express that with gangsta beats, with jazzy beats, with a Neptune beat, high on the Ganja, whatever, it’s a movement rather than a genre. It also addresses the fact that you have to be associated to a ‘hood to gain respect in rap. Nas reminds that he decided to hustle in this rap game precisely to get out of the hood, and sure, you can’t take the ‘hood out of him, but he’s certainly not going back. Progress, people. He definitely rises above labels with this album, be sure to give it a listen. I mean he samples off “Unforgettable”. That’s gangsta. i{content: normal !important}


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