Been contemplating killing off all forms of social
media because it continues to trip me out how gentrified internet stream of
consciousness poisons our collective thinking wells. As if recent major
elections in the world shouldn’t be enough to show that effect, recently there
was a surge in white rapper beef news, all because Eminem dropped an album that
allegedly dissed a bunch of other white rappers, so the world was forced
against its will to discuss white rappers endlessly for about a week, because
the internet stuffed it into all our brains. The whole thing was weird, because
I never even listened to a Machine Gun Kelly song before, and all it did was
make me google him and remember what shitty tattoos he has. Like, I’m a man
that loves shitty tattoos, but his are not that for-real shitty style – they are
the heavy coverage of someone with money who gets them all at once. But also
the best hip hop related Machine Gun Kelly is the ill beat my man Boogie Brown
made from James Taylor’s “Machine Gun Kelly” song, built off a sick sample from
the first couple measures.
I listened to like two songs off the Eminem shit
but it sounded exactly like every Eminem song of the past 15 years, but
shittier, like Jimmy Iovine and the music illuminati built an Eminem song
machine at the turn of the century, which they also used pieces of for their 50
Cent song machine, both machines Dr. Dre helped to engineer as he is very much
key member of music illuminati now. But the Eminem machine hasn’t had any new
parts in all that time, so it still spits out the same things it’s programmed
to spit out, and sure it fits the criteria of “good” rapping, but it’s
predictable and boring and ultimately worthless. Plus the machine is aging so
it’s ever so slightly not as crisp in the edges it creates, so the edges are
soft and pliable and it feels like a waste of time, which it is.
The fucked up thing is, Royce da 5’9”, who is
mostly considered Eminem’s sidekick, dropped a pretty fuckin’ great album called
Book of Ryan earlier this year, which has actually stayed in heavy rotation in
the Dirtgod Abode. Whereas Eminem is mechanically manufacturing polysyllabic
predictability, Royce is digging into familial traumas, to a pretty raw level,
including calling out his own brother. While Eminem is like “my mom sucks” in
his predictable cadence, with stale pop culture celebrity references
interspersed, Royce is digging into a specific incidence of his dad knocking
the shit out of his brother on Christmas. It’s very much the difference between
these two MCs offerings as it is with commodity and art. In our culture,
commodity very often masquerades as art, in order to make us believe we’re not
wasting our time. And emotional triggers of adrenaline, like a bunch of high
school kids crowding around yelling “FIGHT! FIGHT!”, are woven in as well with
these fake ass beefs. But Eminem wasn’t saying shit, while Royce was, but the
internet just ignored Royce entirely for the most part, while it went crazy
over “best white rapper” conversations for a whole week. It’s hard for me to
believe that there’s not some sort of underlying racism concealed in the music
illuminati that causes all this. Or possibly (probably) the algorithm itself is
racist. I’d say that’s likely, which also means the information you’re being
fed – seemingly in a meritocratic way – is not based on actual merit at all.
That leads back to the first sentence about how elections can be manipulated
simply by engineering human consciousness, through these mechanisms now in
place which we consider altruistic, and being more connected.
Of course, the immediate irony of all this is the
title of the song of the day by Royce – “Stay Woke”. That phrase went from a
call for awareness to cliché pretty fast, due to the internet blowing it up, so
that it lost its meaning once grandmas and the very obviously unwoke would say “stay
woke”. In fact, I’d say more online acts of wokeness are performative than of
substance. Online personal brand signaling. (A twitter friend, Eric Nelson,
once made a tweet saying “performative acts of wokeness” and that phrase has
been etched into my head ever since, because of how often I see it happening.)
Anyways, sleep remains the cousin of death, and
most of us are dying slowly, 24 hours a day. So stay woke (by hitting snooze).
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