Monthly Archives: November 2013

Suge Knight Stopped by Police

I’m sure we all know who Suge Knight is.  He’s the guy that brought us Tupac, Snoop Dogg, Death Row Records, you know, back when rap was GOOD.

Well, the fine folks at the Los Angeles Police Department (LAPD) saw fit to harass Mr. Knight because he matched the description of a suspect in an assault.  In other words, the LAPD literally stopped Suge knight because he’s a Black man.

I find it ironic that Suge Knight made his bones through being a vehicle for gangsta rap and so much of gangsta rap started as a protest against the police and their systematic harassment of Blacks. NWA’s “Fuck tha Police” comes to mind as does Tupac saying “Fuck the Marin County Sheriff’s Department” in his song “Still Ballin’ “.

I am sick and tired of hearing that racism is over in America.  It’s not, and the fact that Suge Knight was pulled over is proof.  I hesitate to call Suge Knight “innocent” given his checkered past, but, in this case, his only crime was being the wrong color.  Suge Knight is considering suing the City of Los Angeles and I hope he chooses to do so on general principle alone.  At the very least, I hope he exercises his right to file a complaint against the officers who harassed him.

I’m not interested in hearing what a hard job being a cop is, or what horrible things they have to do and see, blah blah blah. Let me get the violin out.  Cops know what they are getting into.  In my opinion, anyone who is a police officer is either too stupid to get a real job, or a closet psychopath that gets off on carrying a gun around.  Further, I don’t want to hear about how they were “following standard police procedure” or whatever the police catchphrase is in times like this.  Didn’t the Nazis on trial at Nuremberg claim that they were “just following orders” also?

Moreover, as a White person, I’ll never know firsthand what Black people have to deal with on a daily basis.  I do know that several of my Black friends have gone through this, however.  I also have several Black in-laws on my wife’s side who have all mentioned dealing with this at one time or another.  I find it repugnant that, in 2013, my loved ones still have to put up with being pulled over based on no other factor than skin color.

So, to the members of “LA’s Finest” who pulled over Mr. Knight, congratulations on being so intellectually deficient that you couldn’t tell the difference between a suspect in an assault case and a well-known media mogul.  Next time, before applying your oppressive tactics,  you might want to look at some more qualifiers than simply skin color.


In Defense of Carrie Underwood

No one, NO ONE in this age of auto tune garbage and talking head, electronic mental defectives like Katy Perry, Kanye West,  Adam Levine has the right to criticize Carrie Underwood.  NO ONE.

That is why I was so shocked to read that Carrie Underwood is getting hate tweets from idiots on Twitter.  I would like to say thank you to those community college, likely obese, socially inept, probable owners of a noticeable and grotesque skin condition for showing that any village idiot can use Twitter.

We know Carrie Underwood is not Julie Andrews.  Thank you for pointing that out.  Carrie Underwood is not Julie Andrews-SHE’S BETTER.  The proof is that Julie Andrews’s role in the sound of music is a stretch for Carrie Underwood whereas Julie Andrews was typecast in it.  Moreover, was Julie Andrews prepared to do it live in front of 90 million viewers?  Didn’t think so.

When has Julie Andrews gone on tour and sold out EVERY TOUR DATE? Never.

Carrie’s voice range is right up there with Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey.  Yeah, I said it. And I defy anyone to disprove me.  Can you say the same for Julie Andrews? Not with a straight face you can’t.

I don’t mean to turn this into a Julie Andrews hate fest.  I happen to like the woman.  However, I just do not think that people are thinking clearly and are letting their sentimentality cloud their judgment when they compare Carrie Underwood to Julie Andrews.

It’s a sad day in this country when someone with the best God-given talent I have heard come out of the music scene today gets criticized and, yet, no one seems to mind that Jennifer Lopez only sings about going into a club and dancing in every piece of electronic excrement she releases.

If you love an inch but compare it to a foot, the inch will come up short every time.  No matter how much you love the inch. It will never be a foot.  I let you figure out who the inch is and who the foot is in this equation.  If you can’t figure it out, you’re probably one of the mindless plebs who hate on Carrie Underwood.

On Norah Jones. . .Not Literally

One of my most loyal readers asked me to comment on Norah Jones.  I have to admit, if she hadn’t I never would have had occasion to hear her music.

I will be the first to admit that Jazz is not my scene.  Indeed, I think that the Jazz of Coltrane, Miles Davis, and Ella Fitzgerald is long gone.  What not passes for Jazz is sort of a pretentious throwback to better times.

Listening to Norah Jones, she really was an echo of an era I thought was over.  Is she up to Ella Fitzgerald status?  No, but then again, few are.  What I like most about Norah Jones’s music is that it is her doing it.  I can sense her passion in all of her work and her essence comes through.  It is not a product to be sold, it is an expression of emotion which is what real Jazz started out as. Kenny G, one of my personal favorites, is like this as well, although he’s purely instrumental whereas Norah does it with the voice.

Sadly, I don’t think that Norah Jones will earn a spot on my iPod just because her music is just not my taste. It is nothing personal, I acknowledge that she has talent, but, her stuff is not for me.  I feel about her the way I feel about soccer.  I have seen it, I acknowledge that others may like it, I even accept that it has a place in the world-I just can’t get into it.

I will however endorse Norah Jones.  If you are a fan of mellow sounds, strong female vocals, and very slow easy listening music, then give Norah Jones a listen.  She’s too mellow for this guy, though.

Carrie vs. Katy or Talent vs. Marketability

I cannot stand Katy Perry.  I really can’t.  Her weird, artificial, cartoonish voice that sounds like some electronic Cher impression is off-putting and that “Hear Me Roar” song she does is the worst piece of shit I have ever heard.  Wait, no.  The worst piece of shit I have ever heard is Bob Dylan’s song, um, actually anything by Bob Dylan can be described in such a way.

Recalling the aforementioned Katy Perry song, it is popular because it catchy.  It gets stuck in people’s heads.  It has an easy tune and the lyrics are easily retained by even those with the most limited cognitive capabilities (which, I’m pretty sure covers most of Katy Perry’s hardcore fans) can retain.  Congratulations, Katy; your songs are popular in the same way commercial jingles are popular.   Not because they’re musically or artistically special-because they’re catchy.  You know, gonorrhea and the flu are catchy as well, but I’d prefer to avoid those things as well.

Enter Carrie Underwood.  One of the most flawless natural talents I have ever heard.  I hated American Idol but, for some reason, I tuned in to it during the Summer of 2004 out of sheer chance.  I am a huge believer in fate and destiny and, I do not think it is a coincidence that I was able to see Carrie Underwood on American Idol on an evening when I would normally have been working.  I was hooked then and have been ever since.

Therefore, I challenge anyone listen to that horrible Katy Perry song “Hear Me Roar” and then listen to Carrie Underwood’s “Good Girl”.  I’m not even going to build it up.  Just listen as Carrie strains her voice to hit notes that Katy could only dream of hitting without electronic intervention.  The songs will speak for themselves and you will see what real talent is and that Carrie Underwood is something special whom people will be talking about in 50 years whereas Katy Perry will have long since faded into obscurity.

Next: Norah Jones!