I wonder why we’re all so afraid.
Every one of us dresses “cool”, makes sure not to say the “wrong thing”, makes sure to “follow” the phenomenon’s set in place within our society. I see so many articles, and poems, and hear a few “bold” people speak of how they hate how our culture is- how they hate that we all are practically sitting on our hands in our seats and holding our breath because we’re afraid to stand out and say what we‘re really thinking. I’m with all the people- who are yet to be brainwashed- that say they want a change. I’m with the people that say they’re tired of this ten year trend of boys sagging their pants, picking up girls, getting some, getting high, getting drunk, getting money, getting fame, and yet nothing in our world has changed.
I can’t help but think it’s our fault.
Yes, I have stated the problem. No, I’m not going to just complain: I’m going to tell you how, and why, this is all so, and how we can change it. I’m going to use music as a prime example, first because it is my ultimate passion, and second because it defines how a person ultimately lives their life. You ever notice how the boys who lean back in their seats as far as they can go in the car, while holding the steering wheel for dear life because the seat is set too far back to reach it, and have that ear piercing, have the stereo blasting with the bubble-gum hip hop rap music? Remember “catch me right and dirty”? Often I hear Eminem blasting, (the man is a lyrical genius). Anyone who knows the man’s music knows about his anger towards Kim. That’s why these boys wear these angry expressions on their faces while they walk down the street- because the music moved them. It spoke to them. It changed the way they talked, thought, moved, and carried themselves. They took on the characteristics and mannerisms of Eminem. I’m not trying to be a stereotype, I’m just showing you how people wear their music like it’s the American flag.
Music is a movement.
I have also seen people call the generic musicians, only in it for the dough and not willing to participate in sufferance for the art, fearless. My friends, this is not so. Being fearless is overcoming. Being fearless, is being yourself and not caring what people think! If these generics didn’t care what people thought, in truth, then they would not be generic at all. (And honestly, they probably wouldn’t even be musicians, because it never was their forte.)
So, what do we do? First, I must say that there is a fine line between the passionate man, and the self-absorbed-want-to-get-famous man. The passionate man, is the man that writes music that makes you weepy and gives you chills- and ultimately changes your life. (Yes, I’m a dork, I do cry when I hear good rap music. So don’t think I’m hating on rap.) The self-absorbed-want-to-get-famous man, uses generic lyrics I’ve heard all before, and just posts as many videos on YouTube as it takes to get noticed. Yes, you do dress the look of a rapper, and “spit it hard in the mic”, and everything. But you aren’t moving me. And why must the shoes have to be Nike? I must add here, because I cannot resist the opportunity to say that I am sick of these people who try to make their voice sound like Adele’s and say they’re original and want to change music. Then change it! How? Be yourself! Oh, no! That’s a terrible thing to say. What if people don’t like you?
Honestly, culture is begging for a change, too. If you are passionate about what you believe, people will sense that and become passionate, as well! No, I am not saying “be a musician”; I’m saying, be yourself. Write that poem, or article that tells me how you really feel. Don’t tell me a sob story that isn’t changing like these rappers- tell me why it can change. Or, tell me why there’s a way out- Because a writer always finds a way out. Get passionate! Get on fire for what you love! Because if it comes from your gut, it will hit people in the gut, too. Just like we all know the words to, “Love the Way You Lie”, we could all know the words to your song, too.
Please, write it, friends. I’m dying to hear it.
Every one of us dresses “cool”, makes sure not to say the “wrong thing”, makes sure to “follow” the phenomenon’s set in place within our society. I see so many articles, and poems, and hear a few “bold” people speak of how they hate how our culture is- how they hate that we all are practically sitting on our hands in our seats and holding our breath because we’re afraid to stand out and say what we‘re really thinking. I’m with all the people- who are yet to be brainwashed- that say they want a change. I’m with the people that say they’re tired of this ten year trend of boys sagging their pants, picking up girls, getting some, getting high, getting drunk, getting money, getting fame, and yet nothing in our world has changed.
I can’t help but think it’s our fault.
Yes, I have stated the problem. No, I’m not going to just complain: I’m going to tell you how, and why, this is all so, and how we can change it. I’m going to use music as a prime example, first because it is my ultimate passion, and second because it defines how a person ultimately lives their life. You ever notice how the boys who lean back in their seats as far as they can go in the car, while holding the steering wheel for dear life because the seat is set too far back to reach it, and have that ear piercing, have the stereo blasting with the bubble-gum hip hop rap music? Remember “catch me right and dirty”? Often I hear Eminem blasting, (the man is a lyrical genius). Anyone who knows the man’s music knows about his anger towards Kim. That’s why these boys wear these angry expressions on their faces while they walk down the street- because the music moved them. It spoke to them. It changed the way they talked, thought, moved, and carried themselves. They took on the characteristics and mannerisms of Eminem. I’m not trying to be a stereotype, I’m just showing you how people wear their music like it’s the American flag.
Music is a movement.
I have also seen people call the generic musicians, only in it for the dough and not willing to participate in sufferance for the art, fearless. My friends, this is not so. Being fearless is overcoming. Being fearless, is being yourself and not caring what people think! If these generics didn’t care what people thought, in truth, then they would not be generic at all. (And honestly, they probably wouldn’t even be musicians, because it never was their forte.)
So, what do we do? First, I must say that there is a fine line between the passionate man, and the self-absorbed-want-to-get-famous man. The passionate man, is the man that writes music that makes you weepy and gives you chills- and ultimately changes your life. (Yes, I’m a dork, I do cry when I hear good rap music. So don’t think I’m hating on rap.) The self-absorbed-want-to-get-famous man, uses generic lyrics I’ve heard all before, and just posts as many videos on YouTube as it takes to get noticed. Yes, you do dress the look of a rapper, and “spit it hard in the mic”, and everything. But you aren’t moving me. And why must the shoes have to be Nike? I must add here, because I cannot resist the opportunity to say that I am sick of these people who try to make their voice sound like Adele’s and say they’re original and want to change music. Then change it! How? Be yourself! Oh, no! That’s a terrible thing to say. What if people don’t like you?
Honestly, culture is begging for a change, too. If you are passionate about what you believe, people will sense that and become passionate, as well! No, I am not saying “be a musician”; I’m saying, be yourself. Write that poem, or article that tells me how you really feel. Don’t tell me a sob story that isn’t changing like these rappers- tell me why it can change. Or, tell me why there’s a way out- Because a writer always finds a way out. Get passionate! Get on fire for what you love! Because if it comes from your gut, it will hit people in the gut, too. Just like we all know the words to, “Love the Way You Lie”, we could all know the words to your song, too.
Please, write it, friends. I’m dying to hear it.
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