Musing & Muted Monologues...

Trying to Make Sense of It All...

Tuesday, February 11, 2003

This past Sunday, I had the pleasure of performing @ the 20th annual Bob Marley Celebration at Nation. Dehejia also repped for illpoets.com, and Dub did his thing with K'Alyn and Raheem DeVaugnn. It was mad funny seeing these cats getting interviewed by Tropical Beat (or was it Rhythm) because I see them around all the time. This group called Meleket did a bunch of instrumental music for their set, which was cool, but a bit longwinded. The overall vibe was cool and I did pretty well. I enunciated and timed myself well. Dehejia swears it was a good performance, but I should have rocked a harder piece. Oh well, it still came off well. The crowd was very much into the entire event, and showed mad love. I did minimal politicing, although it was a good environment to do so. I'm just anti- social, man. Unless I know you, I find it awkward trying to talk to you. Even still, I'm going to be like, "Get to the point!" after a few moments. Somebody who has just met me will most likely not know how to handle that attitude.
I still remember this poet, I think her government name is Eboni, love her words by the way, got mad at me because I said that something she said was bullshit. We were discussing hip hop and hip culture @ this all night diner in Silver Spring, MD called Tastees. The food ain't that "tasty" if you ask me, but whatever. I made the comment that Eminem had already legitmately proved himself as a great and a legend. I cited songs, lyrics, and cameos. She said Eminem couldn't be labeled a "great" or "legend" simply because he hasn't been around long enough. Begging your pardon, Biggie had one LP prior to his death and mad cats give him the label as one of the illest of all time at a minimum. Em had two at the time and mad cameos, one of which he outshined Biggie on (Dead Wrong). I understand longevity is a major factor, but Em has repeatedly raised the bar for lyrical precedence for himself as well as others. I still think the statment was bullshit, but she interpreted it as me calling her opinion bullshit. Opinions that of course metamorphosed into her feelings. She hasn't acknowledged me but once since the incident almost a year and a half ago. Whatever, I think you get the point. I enjoyed myself, despite having a headache most of the day. Must have been me tapping into Drew's hangover.
I rolled out just before 8, which meant I spent a good 6 hours there, not bad for a socially retarded anti- club introvert, man. And before I get commentary from the peanut gallery, I'm introverted when I meet people in neutral places/positions, i.e. I don't know you, and I didn't meet you through a good friend, etc.

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