So, I grew up listening to the Backstreet Boys, the Scooby Doo theme song and songs from the Lion King until my older sibling knocked me on the head and started blaring Tupac in order to introduce me to real music. Unfortunately my older sibling was oblivious to the fact that the extent of my profanity filled vocabulary was “silly” and therefore the effect Tupac had on me was slightly adverse and rather controversial when it came to dinner table conversations with my parents. Anyway… I don’t really know why I wrote all that but it is imporant to note that “Scooby Dooby Doo where are you?” gave way to “I ain’t got no motherf***ing friends
That’s why I f***ed your bitch.” Okay don’t hate on me, I am a fan of Rap and yes Tupac had wonderfully meaningful lyrics alluding to poverty and racial prejudice “I’m tired of bein’ poor and even worse I’m black.”
Oh well, Tupac died when I was really young and a few weeks ago was the first time I actually saw a live performance of the man. Yes, this is late and you all know about Coachella, but it was mesmerising. A hollographic image gave a performance that top performers of today cannot even deliver in their dreams.
Hmm yes, I do agree that my post might make me a target of Condescending Wonka;
“Oh you watched the Tupac Hologram?
You must be a big fan”
Yea, the sarcasm is not lost on anyone Wonka, but hold on a minute. My appreciation for Tupac is extended to appreciation for Notorious B.I.G, Wu Tang Clan; especially RZA and Ghostface Killah and also Immortal Technique. It is easy for me to tear apart the music industry considering the industry is primarily supplying to the demands of the public. I’m sure Justin Beiber sings lyrics more meaningful lyrics than Immortal Technique and I’m sure Rebecca Black and the “Hot girl problems’s” ladies are better performers than Michael Jackson, but seriously? Have we lost our souls? Even cartoons today are ridiculously degenerate.
To any Desi readers out there, my grievances extend to Bollywood where the likes of K.K, Shaan and Sonu Nigam are being replaced by singers like Mika Singh who is perhaps a strong candidate for an answer to the question; “why this kolaveri Di?”
This post began as a random thought about Tupac, it ended as a rant about the dismal state of music. Says a lot doesn’t it when even a random thought cannot be held long enough without the current status quo encroaching on my musings. Sigh… I suppose I should go for a drive and wallow in my despair and while doing so, listen to the same song by Lady Gaga across three radio stations. Sigh…