◊ They Say The Children Are The Future…Then I Need A Time Machine to warn the past...◊
“I’m strictly about skills and dope lyrical coastin’/Relying on talent, not marketing and promotion”
—KRS-One, Step Into A World (1995)
SOUTHFIELD, Mich. — I am entering my third decade of hip-hop/rap fandom and I have essentially come to the conclusion that the music that I grew up loving is in some serious trouble. Rap, as in all forms of music and entertainment, is predicated as much on hype and bullshit as it actual talent and skills. In a lot of ways, it’s similar to the NBA or NFL draft. A fresh, new, UNKNOWN talent is like that hot shit quarterback or point guard. And often the path to hot shit-dom is College, which in rap circles is the mixtape and underground circuit.
“There’s No Room for Sacred Cows when You’re Losing Like This.”
— Joe Dumars, 6/10/2008
AUBURN HILLS, Mich. — So the Pistons decided to put an end to the one-year farce that was Michael Curry being their head coach yesterday in a move that was only surprising in the fact that it wasn’t done sooner (like mid-season). Truthfully, Michael Curry had no business being head coach in the first place. Curry inexplicably turned mediocre (at best) skills into an 11-year NBA career, with a majority of them spent wearing a Pistons uniform. He averaged 4.5 points per game for his career! I recall seeing him score 15 in a game twice (Games 1 and 5 of the 2002 Eastern Conference Semis v. Boston). He was always well liked for his “Leadership” and defensive qualities and was even president of the NBA Player’s Association. All that stuff is fine and dandy, but let’s call a spade a spade, if this dude weren’t good buddies with Joe Dumars, he never gets a sniff of this gig. Read More
♣ Why Are The Great Ones Often The Most Tortured Souls? ♣
“The greatest education in the world is watching the masters at work.”
— Michael Jackson
SOUTHFIELD, Mich. — I was sitting on my bedroom floor looking at the website for the Los Angeles Times last Thursday when it announced the passing of Michael Jackson. I was just a stunned, shocked, and numb as anyone else. He was the first celebrity that I was a legit fan of.
For those of you who were born after 1987, Michael Jackson was, simply, the Baddest man on the planet. For a five year span between 1982 and 1987, he was the biggest celebrity on Earth. Bigger than Elvis, The Beatles, anyone other than Jesus. His videos not only debuted on MTV (which until Thriller, never played Black music), they debuted on Network TV, including all three majors NBC, CBS, and ABC. A lot of seminal moments in the first half of my life have been connected to Michael Jackson in one way or another.