Rasheed Wallace might be the most hip-hop of all NBA players.
Here Sheed poses with Adrock of the Beastie Boys (who got him to sign his custom AF1’s), Pete Rock, DJ Premier, and Geechi Suede of Camp Lo, and Trugoy and Posdnous of De La Soul.
I really appreciate the moments that I was able to win rap album of the year or whatever But after a while, it’s like: “Wait a second; this isn’t fair. This is a setup.Kanye, the 2013 Paul Robeson, basically hinting at something that’s been on my mind.
DJ Mustard & Ty Dolla $ign - “Put This Thang on Ya”
the best thing about Ketchup aside from the R&B singer posse cuts (which somehow avoid being creepy) is that Ty Dolla $ign is basically on all the best songs.
i have no idea if i really like this song yet. but it’s weirdly addictive, i dunno.
Lester: We were talking about white writers as witnesses and you alluded to Mailer. How do you see Mailer?
Baldwin: Well, Mailer is something I’ve been desperately trying to avoid. (Laughs) All I can say is that - well, one of the hazards of being an American writer, and I’m well placed to know it, is that eventually you have nothing to write about. A funny thing happens on the way to the typewriter. There is a decidedly grave danger of becoming a celebrity, of becoming a star, of becoming a personality. Again, I’m very well placed to know that. It’s symptomatic of the society that doesn’t have any real respect for the artist. You’re either a success or a failure and there’s nothing in between. And if you are a success, you run the risk that Norman has run and that I run, too, of becoming a kind of show business personality. Then the legend becomes far more important than the work. It’s as though you’re living in an echo chamber. You hear only your own voice. And, when you become a celebrity, that voice is magnified by multitudes and you begin to drown in this endless duplication of what looks like yourself. You have to be really very lucky, and very stubborn, not to let that happen to you. It’s a difficult trap to avoid. And that’s part of Norman’s dilemma, I think. A writer is supposed to write. If he appears on television or as a public speaker, so much the better or so much the worse, but the public persona is one thing. On the public platform or on television, I have to sound as if I know what I’m talking about. It’s antithetical to the effort you make at the typewriter, where you don’t know a damned thing. And you have to know you don’t know it. The moment you carry the persona to the typewriter, you are finished. Does that answer your question?
Lester: No, but it’s an eloquent evasion.
Baldwin: Is it? But I don’t want to talk about Norman! Why should I talk about Norman? I’m very fond of him and have great respect for his gifts. Well, perhaps he’s a perfect example of what it means to be a white writer in this century, a white American writer in this country. It affords too many opportunities to avoid reality… . And I know much more about Norman than I’m willing to say in print. After all, I care about him.
does anyone remember when this video aired, primetime, on FOX? directed by John Singleton? i think this video actually demonstrates my point pretty well. if kanye is so frustrated with power structures, his best option is to create his own personal world like his idol/the only person he probably can relate to ever. the only problem is that i don’t even think that is possible anymore.
In reality though, Chief Keef isn’t white America’s worst nightmare. Because while he scares the living shit out of them in person, he fits neatly into the trope that many racist white Americans need young black men to fit into: violent, uneducated, aimless. They expect this kind of character, and in turn know how to strip him of his humanity, dismiss him, and avoid him.
Kanye West is white America’s worst nightmare. Because as much as one may attempt to dismiss him—by calling him an asshole or classless or deranged or various other adjectives that fill the comment sections of literally every article about him—you still have to turn on your regularly scheduled late night comedy program and stare him in the face. You can’t avoid Kanye. He’s made very sure of that.
I don’t know what White America’s worst nightmare is. I don’t even know if it’s a black or brown face any more. But it definitely isn’t Kanye West. I would look to the people and places White America actively shuns or attacks for that, not an entertainer in an art form supported largely by spending from white audiences.
i won’t presume to know what White America’s worst nightmare looks like. but i suspect that it has a lot to do with shunning traditional power structures during the “rise to prominence”. an illustrative example (i think) is the different career trajectories of Al Sharpton and Brother Cornel West. it’s fair to argue that both love media attention, but Sharpton has always been pretty good about keeping his central focus on doing his job, and not really on writing tons of books or doing long speaking tours. so while people may hate him whenever he would show up to comment on some racial issue (typically to organize a demonstration, rightly or wrongly), i’ve never really been convinced Rev. Sharpton is a race profiteer in the vein of Juan Williams. meanwhile, West has recently been way more interested in career advancement and validation from large media outlets. the man called Larry Summers “the Ariel Sharon of American higher education.” it’s worth considering which of the two gets private meetings with POTUS and which spends his public radio show wishing the President would return his phone calls or let him into a party.
simply put, kanye isn’t a threat because of his continued need for acceptance from all you outsiders.
this picture honestly just brought a tear to my eye. i spent so many friday afternoons at the farmer’s market with my grandmother and great aunt, it was like a weekly ritual.
my father doesn’t talk about his family much for a variety of reasons so i am just now finding out that his father owned a blouse factory (!) at this location before it became the first generation home to what was once the greatest tomato pie empire
this is a pretty amazing blog if you care about incredibly minute history pertaining to the chambersburg neighborhood of trenton new jersey and you obviously do right because the world takes amirite
incredible. RIP Michele Lorie’s Cheesecakes, the best i’ve ever had/will have. their chocolate swirl/strawberry cakes were a staple at bday parties. my mom tried to get the recipe from the brothers who ran the shop when it closed a few years ago, but no dice.