PHILADELPHIA (JSC) — The 70th Episode of the People’s Podcast is here and, it’s our Anniversary! Yep. It’s been Two Years since this podcast made its inauspicious debut and ever since that day, it’s grown by leaps and bounds…all while never really having a true single focus. It’s not a sports podcast. It’s not an entertainment podcast. It’s not a political podcast. It’s simply a damn podcast and it’s been a blast for the first two years.
That brings us to Episode 70. Seventy! SETENTA! It is the official end of the “Second Season” of the show and I figure I would take it home by going at all the overly woke soldiers out there who have taken to yelling “cultural appropriation” in the same way that you’re not supposed to yell “fire” in a crowded room. The latest victim is Bruno Mars.
This week, along with me showing love and giving thanks to all of you who have supported this damn show, I also go in on the ridiculous idea that a half Filipino/half Puerto Rican dude who grew up in 1990s Los Angeles is somehow both “stealing from black culture” and succeeding at the expense of Black artists — this asinine and simple-minded idea that “they don’t like black music when it comes from black people” as if this is still the 1960s and most of the top stars in music over the last 40 years haven’t been black. There is such a thing as being too damn woke for your own good.
DETROIT (JSC) —First and foremost, I promise you all that next week, I’ll be back to more than just Thursday bloggin’. Been kinda weird the last few weeks but I’ll be back at it next week. Guaranteed. Now on to this week’s #TBTonJSC. In the last few weeks I’ve had the privilege of mentoring a young lady who is about to graduate from high school. It was all fine and dandy until I got to thinking about a couple of things. This girl recently turned 18 years old. No, I’m not out here pervin’ or anything like that. This girl turning 18 means that she was born in 1995! NINETEEN NINETY-FIVE!!!!!! I was just finishing up the 10th grade when she was born. Yikes! This got me to further start thinking about how this year marks the 20th anniversary of my arse starting high school. Dammit! I got old quick. And while in the past, I’ve talked about the last great year for Hip-Hop being1996, my own personal favorite year for hip-hop was 1993. Meaning that most of my favorite hip-hop songs (hell, about 85 percent of them) came out two years before she was born. Oy. It is almost hard to believe that 1993 was 20 years ago. That year, needless to say, was one of the most turbulent and memorable of my then 13½ years of life. Of all the songs that came out that year, the one that is really stands out as indicative of that era was ’93 Til Infinity by Souls of Mischief. It’s one of my all-time favorite tracks for a multitude of reasons and it is this week’s #TBT special. Let’s Go.
♣ 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.