Phonte is really coming on as an emcee. Favourite quote? Features two dudes from the English rock group Kasabian. You will need to be quite stoned to enjoy this.
Not even copious amounts of marijuana will help you here, unless of course you like meditation tapes with semi-mystic bullshit about 'healing spirits' and 'hundreds of butterflies'.
In which case you should probably sit yourself down and have a 'by-myself meeting'. Fortunately the track just about pulls through, in no small part down to Q-Tip who is right back on form as of late. Meanwhile those dudes who are planning on buying the album 'cause it's got E40 and David Banner on it should probably wait for the promised Bay Area EP, which will round-up all the hyphy essentials in one complete package nh.
Personally I quite liked parts of it, but felt it completely lacked cohesion. Lurking inside 'The Outsider' are three pretty good EPs struggling to get out. Selective downloading shall be the order of the day.
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I'm not quite clear on whether this is a problem because you think you shouldn't do it, or if it is a problem because you want to and don't succeed, but I think it is a perfectly acceptable if possibly uncommon way to enjoy classical music, and I'm pretty sure some non-ballet classical the Overture springs to mind that is intended to evoke exactly this activity.
I think maybe "evoke" isn't the word I wanted. Tristero, since you're here, I'd like to thank you for Voices of Light. As tristero says, music is his job as well as his passion. This is one of his works, available in a good recording. I recommend it to everyone else reading; see tristero's very clear and useful liner notes and the whole libretto PDF. It's been a real comfort to me this year and last, particularly around the anniversary of my father's passing.
There's something about the particular mix of elements that hits that spot in me where the music resonates and says, yes, this is how it feels. I keep taking a stab at a longer review for my LiveJournal, but so far no soap. If that changes, I'll mail you a link. When Sue asks me to water the top level of our big flower bed, the bottom of my pants rub against some very bushy catmint. Then I come back in and, before I know it, Agatha the cat-genius is rubbing her head against my ankles.
Dave Bell Anyway, he reckons that classical music, up until the 20th Century, was essentially popular music. I think it would be more accurate to say that classical music used to cater to listeners at all points of the complexity spectrum. People have been complaining about not being able to hum the tunes or hear the words, or tolerate the dissonances of the more esoteric contemporary-to-them composers since the Middle Ages, at least who posted that French comedy video of the priest complaining about thirds?
It's funny, and pretty accurate. Often, yesteryear's impenetrable edifice is this year's popular sensation. Rock and jazz and maybe even folk, if you consider artists like John Fahey play out the same way; both have traditionalists, experimentalists, and in-betweeners.
NelC 1: That was my first take, too. As an aside, if you're going to be genuinely happy or excited about something, you will be easy for outsiders to ridicule. Anyone who has read SF for awhile has probably noticed this. The alternative is being too self-conscious to really open up, and either not fully enjoying things, or not telling anyone about it.
This applies, even to middle-class white guys who get all excited about their oddball hobbies and interests.
Is it somehow more transcendent when a poor black grad student gets stoned to avoid working on his thesis?
And what of laudanum, possibly one of the first "mother's little helpers," long before Valium? Koske I feel like I shouldn't do it, especially if I'm all dressed up in fancy clothes and sitting in Symphony Hall. It feels as though I ought to appreciate the music For Its Own Sake, because certainly the proper Bostonian matron sitting next to me can't be thinking about X-wings or hordes of Orcs, right?
And of course there's the internalized voices of my music teachers scolding me for not continuing with flute lessons and thus not learning more music theory so I lack the foundation for appreciating the music's technical aspects. I don't have that problem with the Overture. That has lifelong associations of picnic blankets, crowds, and fireworks, and therefore doesn't require Serious Technical Appreciation.
And I thought classical music was boring! Bruce 39, me too! I didn't misread the word itself, but I got it mixed up with stevia conceptually. So, it's cool to be passionate and woo woo about things that are part of your job, or that you do all day long, but not about hobbies? That sounds amusing, but Google doesn't seem to help me find it. Do you have a link? Thank you for any leads you can provide!
Macdonald: Naw. Well, that's probably an additional factor adding to the outlawing of marijuana, but I can't see it being a prime cause: there are lots of things you can do at home to avoid the economy that are legal Like, growing tomatoes. I mean, they're a member of the nightshade family! Should dear little old ladies be risking themselves with such things?! The campaign against pot, though, back in the day, focused on stuff that seems just totally nuts until you look at it as a standin for race fears.
Like, "pot will make you violent and crazy"? But there's always the stereotype of the violent black guy to back that up. On a separate thread, about classical music: my Triplicate Part 3 - DJ Shadow - Synchsampler (CD) modern classical is the stuff Joe Hisaishi does for Miyazaki films. Rikibeth How do you know? Maybe she IS thinking of X-wings or hordes of Orcs. L'habit ne fait pas le moinethe French saying goes.
The habit does not make one a monk. Tristero 9: I don't think I agree. I would say that music is indeed a universal language. With several hundred dialects. I love some classical music, while some leaves me cold. I love prog rock, but reggae, soul, modern jazz and the various outgrowths of disco mean nothing to me.
And I like folk, but haven't met any blues that really grabbed me yet. I know these other forms use the same "words," the same sound-groups and rules of grammar, as the ones I like. It's not that I can't understand them. It's just that they don't quite sound right to me.
I just want to plug that Harry Smith anthology again, for those who missed it. This anthology's original release in the '60s was one of the major triggers of the folk revival.
Listen to it and you will realize that traditional American folk music is deeper, broader and profoundly weirder than many people realize. Nearly half the Holy Modal Rounders' material comes out of this set. Oh, and Harry Smith, the eccentric "old-time" music fanatic who put it together, was an Aleister Crowley follower and way into drugs, apparently including a wide range of psychedelics. I'm not sure how to tie that back to the theme of this post, but it sure feels like there is a connection.
Music certainly can alter your brain chemistry, or at least your cognitive state; I've posted here in the past about how intensive exposure to art has changed mine as profoundly as psychedelic drugs. Eric Sorry, I can't find it either. Perhaps the person who originally linked to it Abi? ISTR several past discussions with music snobs who'd been decrying the facile lyrics and repetitive melodies of Broadway musicals and modern pop music, to which I responded "Sondheim, and classical operas in their original historical context".
If you walk in on me and I've got R. The most interesting thing about this is that I've been able to make it work for others. I have one friend who lives on the other side of the country, but when she puts up a Livejournal post describing her state of mind, I can read it, mentally listen to her voice, sit with it a minute, and then write back "Put on the soundtrack for The Harder They Come " or "This calls for Elvis Costello" or what have you, and usually, it works.
It even works if she doesn't already know the music. I introduced her to "Famous Last Words" this way and it did exactly what I'd hoped. He was being silly. Tim Walters 56, now I have to wonder if "railroad man" was a 19th-century adaptation of what maybe started out as "highwayman.
And does anyone know if there's research backing up my guess that the American ballad "Streets of Laredo" derives from the older "Pills of White Mercury? Tim Walters I can guess what you think of when you hear "Ride of the Valkyries. It's quite frustrating to know that I'm impeding my own happiness that way without having a clear path out of the habit. I keep finding myself bored in the last third of live concerts.
I seem to just hit my capacity for paying attention and wish I was anywhere else. I find myself staring at the audience or performers and noting their clothes and habits and almost tuning out the music. I'm hoping the return of my mental acuity from going gluten-free will cure it. My attention span wasn't up to them at the time they came out and I haven't seen them yet. It was extra frustrating because the concert was conducted by the composer.
And I was bored. Tim Walters: Well of course! What could be more traditional and authentic than changing the words and music around every which way? Perhaps that would also put the former in the line of possible ancestry for "St.
Louis Infirmary Blues", one of my favorite songs. Koske 59, yes, me too, and yes, last third of a classical concert! Although I don't feel QUITE as bad about looking at the audience and their clothing because 18th-century operagoers in their boxes did just the same.
It doesn't happen with rock concerts no matter how long because the music is broken up into 3-tominute songs, with LYRICS. And it doesn't happen with otherwise-silent films like Koyaanisqatsi because there are visuals, and an implied narrative.
I wonder if it has something to do with the way I process information -- I am and always have been the sort of person who can't remember a spoken instruction for long enough to complete the task, but give me something written down and it's as good as done. These guys learned their version from the Old Blind Dogs, same as I did. And I first learned "Streets of Laredo" in the recorder instruction book I had when I was seven years old, which is still upstairs in my music bag, I think, but the cover is worn off and I can't remember what it was called so I can't link to it on Amazon.
It had a sepia photo of all the sizes of recorder on the cover, and was full of folk song snippets, most of which I would never have heard outside recorder class.
Isn't it always the way that right after one posts one's filthy prosody, it occurs to one that "Ligeti" rhymes perfectly with "Spaghetti". And if you dig Edward Gorey, check out Tom Gauld.
Madeline F In the case of marijuana, it Triplicate Part 3 - DJ Shadow - Synchsampler (CD) also the fact that it was used by, gasp, Mexicans that made it easy to outlaw. Cocaine was more directly associated with blacks, and opiates with Asians. Meth, on the other hand, is mostly associated with underclass whites. I think these were all backfilled justifications, right? First you decide you want to ban pot or meth or whatever, then you find reasons.
Which "shocking degradation" was kids listening to jazz and using chemicals other than the fruit of the barley. The problem they were looking to solve was "brown people getting more visible", and the solution was, "let's try blocking off some stuff that THEY do that we don't right?
If meth, or extacy, or another white-associated drug had existed back when the drug war started, they might have been given a pass But probably only if they were used by the rich guys who made the laws, since classism is a factor, too. Now that the drug war is endemic, anything new is going to get plowed into it.
Rikibeth now I have to wonder if "railroad man" was a 19th-century adaptation of what maybe started out as "highwayman. Serge My guess was this. Clifton Royston What could be more traditional and authentic than changing the words and music around every which way?
Depends on who you ask. A lot of Folks as in John Fahey's "I can't be a Folk, I'm from the suburbs" were and are surprisingly uptight; a song-collector trick to get a recalcitrant singer to start up with his repertoire was to sing a version of a well-known ballad from one state over, at which point the collectee would be likely to say "Dang it, where'd you get that nonsense?
That's not the way it goes. Here, let me sing it the right way for you. A guitarist of my acquaintance was once told bluntly "if you can't play old-time, don't play," for having the temerity to throw in a short bass fill.
If it makes you feel any better, it doesn't, quite; the stress is on the Triplicate Part 3 - DJ Shadow - Synchsampler (CD) syllable, so after he leaves the concert hall, you can say that he did so "Ligeti-split. Warning: contains snark. I thought that might have been what you meant. Either that, or that episode of Lost in Space where Dr. Smith pyscho-analyzes the god Thor and declares that all his problems stem from childhood unhappiness even though he was never a child.
Leaving aside for the moment the question of whether them is, in fact, fightin' woids, I assure you the profundity of a two-hour season opener of BSG is far, far greater than the transitory and fundamentally illusory "profundity" of taking salvia, and I do so with complete confidence though I have never taken part in salvia at all, so there.
Unless you mean the old BSG, in which case I suspect though can't be sure that you are insulting salvia. If you don't know the difference, I will make a note to laugh in your face should we ever meet. I find something genuinely funny, as in funny haha, about middle-class white guys claiming deep spiritual insight from their hobby.
I do not know your race and don't care, but since you don't know me, I will tell you that I am a middle-class by heritage, though not by present income white guy, and I find this statement offensive. Regardless of your race, it is racist to assume that what middle-class white guys do cannot be spiritually profound, and to dismiss as a "hobby" what may be the whole center of someone's spiritual life.
You phrased it generically, but even if you were specifically talking about salvia, there are many spiritual paths not mine that involve taking mind-altering substances to gain insight. Try saying "I find it funny that a bunch of poor Huichol Indians claim deep spiritual insight from their hobby [of taking peyote]," and see how that feels.
Someone played some hip-hop for me one time. I liked the music OK, but I could hardly hear it because some guy kept shouting the whole time. You'll have to keep commenting. So the fact that you get paid for it makes it more spiritual? That seems backwards to me, but then I come from a tradition where we keep spiritual things out of the money economy because doing them for a living influences your decisions about doing them at all. In any case, I don't see why your job is more spiritual than someone else's hobby.
Moreover, just because you're lucky enough to get paid for doing something that's your actual Work doesn't mean you're better than those of us who toil at just-a-jobs for money to pay for the opportunity to do ours!
No doubt you would consider all the things I do that fulfill me the most "hobbies" and dismiss any spiritual value they might have, including my daily devotions to Ganesha. The drug effects were just the excuse; they wanted to outlaw hemp. You can make paper from hemp, you see. This effort was led by William Randolph Hearst, who was the kind of person who makes me wish I believed in Hell. Whoa, talk about cognitive dissonance I wonder how that will settle out.
Probably it will be OK; Orff was a far worse person than tristero, and I enjoy his music greatly. My faith in your omniscience is shattered! I didn't know it, and now that I know it, I don't know what it is I know, so whad'ya know. My hobbies, Triplicate Part 3 - DJ Shadow - Synchsampler (CD) ones I call hobbies instead of time-killers, are things I do because when I do them right they give me the kind of deep satisfaction that sure feels like some kind of spiritual thing.
Or I wouldn't be doing them. And apart from that, everything else I had to say has been taken care of by other folks here. Carry on, everybody, you're doing an excellent job. Regarding hemp prohibition, the racial overtones were and are quite real, but there were also commercial interests involved, especially after WW2.
IIRC, the big newspaper chains of the time had already bought their own lumber companies to supply their own paper, which effectively put them in competition with any new source -- like hemp fiber. Likewise for the clothing manufacturers and their own fiber sources -- hemp makes extremely durable clothing, to the point where people might actually have realized that buying "the new fashions" every year as prompted by TV and magazines was a major and unnecessary money sink.
And then there were the growing oil interests, threatened by hempseed oil. Attacking hemp-as-drug let these corporate interests suppress hemp production in general. Of course, they also started calling it by its Mexican slang-name, to disassociate the "demon weed" from that "miracle fiber" that had been so valuable during WW I have a edition via the late, lamented, Loompanicsbut google google Also available for purchase there even signed or on Amazon. Multiple electronic versions online at Electric Emperorto suit your connection speed or other issues.
Apparently the fast-connection version has Shockwave video. Simplicity really does not seem to work well when it comes to dealing with sapient species, does it? I'm another who ends up tuning out at real-life classical music concerts. I do know that I am music-impaired in some odd way: I have a hard time identifying songs on the radio until I actually hear their lyrics or it gets to a part that I know so well that I can mentally "hear" the lyrics that go with the music.
So I don't fret too much when I do end up sitting through a concert and spend half the time observing how groups of violinists drop in and out, or waiting for the percussionist to pick up a new set of instruments Mahler's 9th Symphony, which I saw last month, was rather amusing on that front - 3 percussionists and at least 9 or 10 different instruments.
I figure it's all part of the action - and at least live concerts are much more entertaining on that front than just listening to recorded music that doesn't have lyrics! Madeline F Alcohol prohibition was associated with the use of booze by working class whites, and one of the arguments for it was that it would promote working class family life. The middle class feminists who supported the temperance movement and prohibition believed that they were protecting working class white women.
I know it took me a fair amount of training my ear to be able to associate names with Irish jigs-and-reels actually the hornpipes and polkas came first because they were easier for me to play. OTOH, I have a weird faculty for recognizing instrumental similarities. I drive my roommate crazy with "Hey! Now that I think about it, people have probably been watching classical concerts the way that you do for a long time. It'd explain the Toy Symphony -- which, when I went to look it up to see if it was Handel or Haydn, Wikipedia tells me may actually have been written by Leopold Mozart.
But I was taught the usual attribution, Haydn. I once saw a talk from him, at the University of Missouri. It was, and I do not say this lightly, the largest and smelliest load of BS I recall receiving during all my college days. Batsh-t conspiracy theory linked to physically impossible scientific claims linked to incompetently done technobabble.
I especially liked the bit about how tobacco in US cigarettes was "the most radioactive substance known to man. Maybe his book is clear, well-written, and accurate. I certainly had no interest in buying it, once I'd listened to the author for an hour or so. FWIW, I was and am a supporter of legalizing pot, among other things. James, In addition to that, marijuana also fell foul of William Randolph Hearst's anti-hemp campaign, as covered by David Never mind that the hemp used for paper and textile manufacturing is not the same as the marijuana plant -- it all fell under the same ban.
Imagine if somebody had claimed to be growing Mary Jane as a cover for bootlegging the other kind! Rikibeth, That was one of the criticisms launched by purists against Fantasia at the time of its original release -- that by putting visual images with the music, Disney would make it forever impossible for anyone who had seen Fantasia to appreciate the works in it as they SHOULD be appreciated.
They were both right and wrong. I don't see Fantasia images in my head when I'm listening to the Toccata and Fugue, because they were so abstract. But Rite of Spring or the Pastoral Symphony? Hell, yeah; the animated stories have indeed become connected with the music. And y'know what? There's nothing wrong with that. The purists, in this particular instance, are all wet; I actually get more enjoyment out of listening to those works with the Fantasia visuals running in my brain. Corollary: I do have to skip the Elgar sequence in Fantasiabecause that's NOT a set of images I want associated with that piece.
No big deal; I have others, more personal to me. Besides, how do you know the Proper Bostonian Matron sitting next to you isn't doing the exact same thing? People are full of surprises. I notice he got taken to task in the comments on his own post as well as here. If a whole bunch of people say you look like a duck Rikibeth, I hear those similarities too! And my partner is continually bemused by the fact that I know a lot of contradance standard tunes by name -- to him, they all sound alike.
But y'know, after dancing for 20 years, I bloody well ought to recognize the most common tunes! Actually, I should say that on the topic of addictive drugs, our hosts have a lot to answer for. That's right, I am an addict. I thought I had things under control.
My vision was clear. I could focus on today. My shelves had stopped creaking with the alarming squeak of wood that knows when its had enough. And then, and then The smallest of emails. No, no, a thousand times no! But the devil in my right ear whispered, "the shelves wont mind a few hundred kilobytes or so Now here I am, a gibbering wreck.
My wife looks at me in despair as I mutter " Half a Crown I can't wait twelve weeks for Half a Crown! I used to have a firm grip on today. Now my vision is clearer than ever, and the past and future stretch out infinitely. And now I simply can't get as worked up as I'm told I should be about whether Michelle Obama wears sleeveless dresses.
Eric 46, re:"French comedy video of the priest complaining about thirds": Oooh! The show is called Kaamelott, and you can see the referenced clip here. Plenty more clips on YouTube, although you do want to either understand French or cherry-pick the ones with English subtitles.
Rikibeth24, yes, I already use Celexa, Phenobarbitol, and codeine; I'm not trying something like salvia. As to music, my mind tends to drift unless I'm part of the performance. I don't like classical music at all unless I'm part of the group. It's the overlapping working togetherness of music that I like, and listening doesn't really give that.
Yes, that does mean I sing along with the CDs I play. This is a conversation going fun places, and I want to respond to a bunch of stuff, but I need to be up for work tomorrow and I've already been up too late on Making Light once this week.
It's good not too get so wrapped up in our superiority that we diminish someone else's simple enjoyment, whatever they're enjoying and whoever they are. I have lots of argumentative friends. Figuring out how to divert conversations, and trying not to drag down others' pleasures, is something I'm working on. Screw that. Culture is supposed to be FUN, dammit! A concert hall is not necessarily the best place to enjoy it, though -- I too find that, in a concert hall, my attention tends to wander.
First, I think that's okay -- I don't know as single-minded attention is really necessary for appreciation. Sometimes when I can dip in and out of a piece while I'm working and discover it, often over years, I enjoy it more.
The "grammar" -- the structure -- of a jazz or pop song is significantly different from that of a jazz song, both in how individual phrases are put together and in how the whole piece is put together. I'm not hugely educated on this, but I've played a bit of all of those, and they require surprisingly divergent skillsets both to perform and to appreciate.
I'm still not there with, say hip-hop, but I'd like to find some stuff that speaks to me. Maybe it'll be my gateway drug. Some of that's situational and associational, but there's power in the music itself too.
I don't think you were saying there wasn't any; I grew up with it, and I've got a soft spot in my heart for it. Ditto homebrew beer. You don't have to participate in the creation of music to appreciate it by any means and too many people have probably been turned off by being forced to take lessonsbut creating music is fun and gives you a different kind of appreciation.
Don't let the neums fool you: it's mensural music. Figure out how many breves to the gram and work it from there. What counts as "a song" and "a rock concert" for these purposes? Magenta's Ballard of Samuel Layne and Metamorphosis are both about 20 minutes long and part of their gig at Cardiff recently.
Is it the substructure that counts, so that the songs are just part of the pieces? Rikibeth Yes, there is research backing up your guess about "Streets of Laredo," and a wonderful collection to go with the research: The Unfortunate Rake. Kevin Riggle 88, agreed about the amateur music-making, and the fun to be had thereby. Irish seissiuns are especially good that way, as there are a lot of tunes that are not that technically difficult, and acceptable pennywhistles can be had for ten bucks, and are pretty easy to learn, especially if you've ever played ANY woodwind, but even if you haven't.
Oh, and usually? The concerts I go to these days tend to be the sort of bands you find on Warped Tour, which makes for shorter songs. The ones with longer pieces tend to be gothy electronica, so I'm not sitting still bored, I'm dancing. I'm not as involved with prog-rock, and the only two concerts I've been to that could fall in that genre are the Moody Blues and Anderson, Bruford, Wakeman and Howe Both experiences, while not awful, contributed to my overall wariness of nostalgia tours.
And yet I'm going to see the Cure tonight. But they have a new album coming out! And, and, I've been a fan since and I've never seen them, so. I love CCR, but to my ear they fall into that tricky grey area between "have a distinctive sound of their own" and "all their songs sound the same.
I have decided that, for her, TEMPO changes are what make or break that distinction, because she really can't seem to hear some of the other things I do. And no, she isn't tone-deaf. She's a better singer than I am! I rather liked it, myself, but I can see your point. Meanwhile I loved the flying whales and the entire Firebird sequence no, no pagan imagery at all, why do you ask? Alas, is currently "in the vault", preventing me from giving Disney my money for a piece of intellectual property I'd really like to own.
See how well preventing piracy works? That stopped me cold for about thirty seconds, but I figured it out and now I think it is terribly clever. Ooh, that talent for spotting similarities makes me wish you danced ballroom. I couldn't and can't tell if he was being rigid or if I'm imagining things.
And to everyone who said I'm not alone with attention-drift at concerts, thank you! I feel much better about the whole thing. Lee Certain parts of "Jupiter" from The Planets will always remind me of Conan.
Which ones? Since I started ballroom dancing, I can't seem to hear a song without also registering what dance rhythm it is. Or trying to, anyway. Learning foxtrot was a really interesting exercise in listening to music for me because it was the first time I realized that even when music was in a four-beat measure, it could have an eight-beat "pulse. I never played the first two songs I wondered about for my teacher, because I was embarrassed about being Triplicate Part 3 - DJ Shadow - Synchsampler (CD) N'Sync fan.
Given the content of our discussion, I'm pretending real hard that I'm not embarrassed now. It's especially obvious in the first one. That one I'm nearly certain about because he counts off a rhythm at the beginning of the song that is absolutely the international tango's basic progressive step.
I dunno. There's another song on that Hayes album that sounds like it ought to be something ballroom, but I can't figure it out. I don't know that a beginner can tango to the N'Sync songs. With argentine tango, my experience has been that it does indeed absolutely take two to tango - I was following, and therefore not in control of what was happening at all. I also just plain didn't get very far in my lessons. Combine that with my minimal lessons, and my efforts to tango alone are literally off-balance and unbelievably limited.
I can imagine someone dancing tango to those songs, but I'm not positive it can actually be done, and I definitely can't do it. I'd forgotten about Roxanne!
Triplicate Part 3 - DJ Shadow - Synchsampler (CD) like that one. It is the same flavor of tango Argentine that I'm suspecting the N'Sync stuff to be. My ballroom teacher would use Roxanne, so I'm not positive his problem was narrowmindedness. He'd also use "Lady Marmalade" from that movie for cha cha. Which was fun, but also damn exhausting. Would you care to explain it to me? I'm probably an idiot if I have to ask, but, hey, that has never stopped me from asking questions.
It's a bit of an ingroup joke. The two symbols " :" and ": " are musical symbols for "repeat. It took me years to really "get" hip hop. Even now I'd say I'm just a casual fan, but I do appreciate the style more than before. I'd like to offer a few suggestions for getting into the style. A little bit of familiar soul, jazz and rock can really help ease the transition into a new genre. At their best, their work verges on poetry. He's been described as "your favorite producer's favorite producer," on account of his influence and the respect he has from other artists.
I'm still working through his various projects with other acts, and so I can't really talk about his career in full. But, his solo work is mind blowing. I'm sorry if that link doesn't work. I'm at work right now, and I can't access youtube here to check it.
I'd say that song is hip hop's answer to "Tomorrow Never Knows. I hope these suggestions provide the curious with some places to start. I'm sure that there are others around who can offer better suggestions as well. Something I discovered independently as a teen, but which turns out to be a well-known trick: try playing solitaire or doing a jigsaw puzzle while listening to recorded music. It keeps your visual center from getting restless without distracting your attention, and as a result you actually listen more carefully.
It was quite a few years back that I realised 'Don't cry for me, Argentina' had a dance rhythm to it. But I've never figured out which one. Possibly tango. Any suggestions? Joe: Thanks for the suggestion! I've been kind of wondering for a while how to get more into hip-hop and rap. I know there's some I like, but don't know how to classify it well enough to find more of it. Another hip hop act that works as a good starter is Atmospherefrom Minneapolis.
Wow, if the Beastie Boys are a starting point I don't think I'm ever going to like hip-hop. Maybe they're punk-hop or something, but I've never found them anything other than annoying. Like fingernails-on-a-blackboard, jackhammer-at-6AM-when-you-have-a-headache annoying.
Also, they were interviewed on NPR one time; they were rude and foul-mouthed in the interview, and they trashed the NPR offices on the way out. Bunch of assholes who never got over their year-old anger. That said, however, I've heard hip-hop I like much more—or at any rate dislike much less. Even Eminem whom I hate for reasons separate from his art is better than the Beastie Boys.
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