“I think all men want to project a certain amount of authority in the way that they dress. Défilé means parade, a military thing. I was thinking about how a young man reacts to authority, the way he is hard-wired to reject it in order to move forward and create his own authority. I remember rejecting authority and I remember how urgent that was – school! Cops! Teachers! Parents! Everything. A lot of what I do is a memory of that reaction. A man who’s interested in dressing, is interested in expressing himself. And part of that is rejecting standards”—Rick Owens
Drake finally comes through with the highly anticipated collab with Hit-Boy, “Trophies.” For some reason, this triumphant sounding track didn’t make the cut for Nothing Was The Same, but Drizzy promised it would see the light of day. He comes through today after releasing his “We Made It (Remix)” with Soulja Boy over the weekend. Co-produced by 40 and Hagler.
I am writing my second blog in light of the MTV video music awards. It is such a shame that since the vmas have acquired a reputation for being controversial and unpredictable, that every year they feel the need to top the last. It used to be spontaneous and weird and now it is so forced. I may digress but stay with me … When I perform I think to myself many things. How am I approaching this? How do I feel? How do I want to make the audience feel today? If I perform badly the people may go home less happy then they would if I perform well. There is great responsibility with performing, you should never take it lightly. If you are lucky enough to perform in front of 100’s or even thousands you need to recognize it and think it through. So I ask myself … What was going through Miley Cyrus’s head when she stormed onto the stage trying so hard to be edgy, crazy, overly sexual, and to break away from her squeaky clean image? The girl doesn’t even know how to properly act the way she wants to act. Her new thought process is that she doesn’t care, but she is a performer… she has to care. You have to put thought and preparation into your performance. Everyone should. Now as a lover of rap and hip hop I am not opposed to vulgar type performances, but it has to be genuine, it has to come from a place of passion. Miley seriously ran out of ideas for the foam finger so she decided to reach her hand around and mime as if it was a dick. She stuck her tongue out so many times that it became comical to the point where I was like “Oh there it goes again”. Also did no one else find it a little insulting that a little white girl brought out black women in her performance and proceeded to smack there asses in front of millions while trying to replicate their culture (What I mean by that is that she was “Twerking” which is derivative of Mapouka from West Africa. Twerking has also been made popular by Hip Hop culture). I know a lot of people are commenting on this and I don’t like the notion of talking about someone else to boost yourself up, but I just found it depressing that that type of performance was on TV. To top it all off the poor girl can’t sing. I understand she is young and obviously under a lot of pressure but it’s all very embarrassing. I had to let that out I hope you enjoyed.
I know that many people I work with feel a certain type of way about my Internet presence and eccentricities . Every once in a while I see their feelings come out in the way that they speak to me or address a certain interaction. I believe I am misunderstood. I love my life. I love social media sites. I love rap and hip hop. I love acting crazy and saying crazy things but above all that I love what I do and that’s dance, I have dreamt of this my whole life. I have sat in bed in the middle of the night and hoped and prayed that one day I could do it for real.. It is truly everything to me. I know people can see that because I know it shows. I just don’t think it shows in the way “they” would like it to be expressed. I’m not saying they spend their whole day thinking about it and I know it’s not that important to them but I see the way people respond to me and I could care less. There are people that really love me. In every sense of the word. I see it every time I come home. I see why I not only do all this for me but I do it for my family immediate and extended. You may think I am a joke but my home studio and home town sure as hell don’t think I am. I appreciate them for that, I couldn’t be more flattered that my home base thinks I am greater then I am. I can only do my best to live up too their expectations of me. I love LABA I love my family I love Jeraldine and I love my real friends.