Curren$y feat. Mos Def & Jay Electronica - One Day
OKKK, one thing about Jay Electronica’s verse here. It’s pretty ridiculous fucking ree-dick-less that OKplayer types who post this song conveniently choose to ONLY quote the following two lines:
“My momma told me - son, always call a spade a spade Be like Chuck D, never be like Flavor Flav”
Exclusively quoting these lines is annoying for obvious reasons: its content arguably contains heavy handed shit, lame knee-jerk sanctimony, too simple and easy a diss. It just isn’t worth quoting in 2010.
More importantly though: Highlighting those two lines misrepresents the entire verse. i.e The next couple of lines reveals the verse as being more honest, thoughtful and nuanced:
"My momma told me - son, always call a spade a spade Be like Chuck D, never be like Flavor Flav, But that clock around his neck is so fly, and the way he compliment Chuckie with that bow tie flow make me feel high So I’m gonna spit it my way Excuse me as I do me, cruisin rudely down the highway…”
P.S Also, he ends his verse with:
"I’ma throw some chicken bones and feathers on a hundred bucks and summon up the thunder, what? the voodoo man is coming, bruh You can’t see the forest for the trees It’s okay, I got my jigsaw and my lumber truck Tell them boys their run is up”
Re: Things I probably shouldn't have said out loud at the wedding
- WOO WOO SWAG *Followed by some futuristic Based cooking* (In my defense, I did not know that dancing was frowned upon during the church service. Apparently whenever they said ‘God’, they weren’t referring to the ‘Based God’)
- This is supposed to be a gospel song? Ayo, I swear to God this shit sounds exactly like that one song from Aladdin.
- This shit is evil and painful. Mark my words, some day they will discover that whoever invented weddings also invented AIDS.
- That priest likes little girls? OH SNAP, TWIST!
- Who picked this eerie-ass music for a wedding reception? I feel like The Undertaker is gonna walk in slow-mo anytime now.
- (imitating priest’s voice) I’m sorry. You facilitated temptation by being a human in my presence. I’m gonna have to mount you.
- Your homophobia is faaaaabuloussssss.
- But for real though, who waxed Jesus’ chest?
- I enjoy taking baths. So yeah dude, I don’t really listen to Animal Collective.
“The really important kind of freedom involves attention and awareness and discipline, and being able to truly care about other people and to sacrifice for them over and over in myriad petty, unsexy ways every day.”—David Foster Wallace, ("This is Water", Commencement Address at Kenyon College)
So when a Project Manager realizes that you haven’t started work on his project because you’re swamped with other responsibilities, he may jokingly approach you and say, “You haven’t done dick all, have you?”
When this occurs, the right way to respond is with a terse, polite, straightforward, “Sorry, I haven’t.”
Leave it at that. If you wanna be extra nice, maybe add a “I’ll get to it as soon as I get the chance.”
Do not, under any circumstances, let your brain cells convince you that since dick = work according to his question, you should logically respond with a cheerful “Sorry, I haven’t…I’m exhausted but trust me, I’ll be doing a ton of dick tomorrow.”
Travel Tale # 1: When Money Can't Buy You Happiness
So my cousin and I are outside this famous church in Kerala when I see this demented looking fellow walking towards me with his palms stretched out. He walks sideways (like he’s surfing or…yknow trying to get through this really narrow hallway… even though we’re out in the open), seems permanently hunched over and has one of his eyeballs jutting way out his skull.
It’s a pretty disconcerting visual and I’m pretty eager to get the fuck outta there so I give him whatever few rupees I had in my pocket. The guy says thanks but right as he’s about to leave, he looks at my cousin, says hi and gives him this knowing, warm smile.
Me: Umm you know this guy? My Cousin: Yeah, he’s from our neighbourhood. Crazy but harmless. He goes around begging but… money isn’t what he really wants. Me: *scrunchy face* Whaaaaat does he really want? My Cousin: Nightgowns. Me: *scrunchy face scrunched even further* Nightgowns???? My Cousin: Nightgowns. Me: Like the stuff that our moms wear? My cousin: Yes. Obviously. Me: Obviously??? Pardon my dumbass buuuuuuhhhht what’s this grown ass man gonna do with a nightgown?? My cousin: Well, sometimes he wears them. but mostly, he just folds them neatly onto a stack he has at home. Me: ……….Oh….ok….