Hip-Hop Music: So much, So what…

Like the fire needs the air)
(I won't burn unless your there)


Yeah, I need you, I need you to hate Me
So I can use you for your energy
You know, it's real shit, feel this! – 50 Cent

World Politics, Education, Wars, Television Shows, Religious dogmas, Purists endorsing fake peace and all that comes with that controversial tag (in front of TV cameras) – Hip-Hop music is one of a kind Genre that emancipates it all with a blend of beats to ensure that it survives! Talking from an overloaded listener’s point of view – Yeah, it feels that Hip-Hop just talks about controversies and that’s why people love it. Just another creepy discussion that would surely take us NOWHERE. So, let’s come out of the closet and talk about some greasy arguments that might help us to predict the future of this form of music!

Like mentioned above, controversies and Hip-Hop music are synonymous to each other. Some of its major highlights are drug use, murder, severe acts of violence, arson and all that you can afford to imagine in your weirdest dreams. Thanks to gangsta rap that has already trespassed every periphery to bring on a new breed of entertainers. And, the popular subject matter moves in and around violence, drug usage, alcohol glorification, big-bucks spending, and fighting – sincerely, all Jaw-Dropping Stuff.

Now the point one: We should understand that they (these entertainers!) talk about these things (Because we love to listen to this *&*&). And, mind it…they do not commit any of these crimes…or even if they do…who Cares! And, why not…when you have millions of followers all across the globe…for them…its all music nothing else! Hard to believe!!

Point two: Is it possible for Hip-Hop music to survive just by eulogizing controversies? Once again, I have to stop myself…It would be too early to say something about that. Every year, Hip-Hop has been posing a serious threat to other popular music genres with its consistently fattening fan base. Something that was discarded just because it was somewhat explicit (in the past)…has now been embraced like never before. Many lost artists or who were about to bid adieu to music industry have revived their careers by taking a simple decision – blending a little bit of Hip-Hop with their music to serve what sells. Now they are mixing it with everything Rock with rap (Hip-Hop), Blues with Hip-Hop and what not!

So, the final note is that apart from those controversies and heated arguments…Hip-Hop is another form of music…and Music is not confined to those scummy boundaries (Good Music and Bad Music)…so people love it! And, that’s all that Matters!

Feeling baffled…Me too! Add your valuable comments to figure out something??? If you find!

Heavy Metal Music: Not meant for everyone!

For some, it’s the way of life to stand up against malicious conventions, atrocities, beliefs and muggy dogmas and for some its insanity exaggerated to stupidity. Heavy Metal Music has been cursed, lashed out and prejudiced over the years by all those who take this as nothing more than a frenzied obsession. Agreed! It’s not that easy to see the darker side of life – not in this way at least. Surprised? Ok, I confess, its hypocrisy that is popping up every time, I am trying to blurt out inhibitions – it happens to all of us. In all my senses, I am here to gruel the details about this genre to reach somewhere, where I can do justice with this extraordinary form of music – no more carp! Whatsoever!

Unconstrained, un-bigoted, and ruthlessly straightforward – these have been remained the forte of Heavy Metal Music. Whereas, it’s explicit (as purists defined it!) lyrics is loaded with Black verses. Anger, Agony, Arrogance, Abuse, Adulteration, Adulthood, War, Satan, Fatality, wrecked relationships and all that seems dark have been all the rage subject matters of Heavy Metal Lyrics. Considering the fact that Heavy Metal Music is loved by innumerable Metal Heads across the world – you have to be weirdly audacious to call it nothing but rubbish! Now, take This! Blame it on our mediocre approach or posing behaviour – people often pick up the negative meaning of some of the finest ‘Heavy Metal’ tracks and shamelessly herald them nothing less than EVIL! The most precise example would be Led Zeppelin’s great track – ‘Stairway to Heaven’ that had been fanatically accused of eulogising evil, when it topped the popular charts across the world. Just a few years ago, Great German Band Rammestin’s amazing number ‘Du Hust’ also incurred the sick wrath of music theorists as they haphazardly translated it as ‘You Hate Me,’ surprisingly its real meaning is ‘You Ask me.’ Who is insane? YOU DECIDE?

Now the million dollar question is that, are such tantrums are good enough to exclude Heavy Metal or its interrelated Genres from Mainstream Music? ‘Old habits die hard’ possibly, this is the reason why our indolent music preferences are limited to those peppy party songs, complimented by that 4x4 beats those rely upon Solo-Chorus format. Quite popular but stale, tried and tested formula! Sounds harsh, but you get what you deserve! Apart from all these hullabaloos and issues, one thing that we all know is that people enter the showbiz to make money – and everybody has a right to do that! I might sound like your agony Aunt here, but all of us want to have loads of money...no matter even if it is mixed with some filth. So, the apparent objective is as visible as the glowing Sun in the Sky. Yeah, money is right there, but isn’t it good to use this medium of expression (Music) to talk about bad things sucking our very own existence? Ok..Question simplified.. Isn’t it sad to overlook the evils prevailing in our society? Nope..not at all! If Black Sabbath used their lyrics to attack those manipulator politicians and leaders who are plotting war against human beings to grind their own axe – then what is wrong? It’s rather confusing.

Whether its about System of a Down’s ‘Chop suey’ track that was banned because of its explicit lyrics or its Sepultra’s latest album’s cover that also incurred the wrath of critics, as it showed some images of Christ in a susceptible way ( So..what about your freedom of expression!). It’s a high time for the music community to take its call upon moral police while ordering them to poke their nose into dirt than killing the sublime creativity. Or, let it go on with all those crappy plastic rhythms, sticky beats and formula music. Once again I Repeat: If music is one of the finest form of expressions and the most despised word ‘EVIL” lets you speak up what you feel….then play it loud to MAKE A DIFFERENCE! Beware before you Scream! Just a prelude about Heavy Metal Music..You can add more into it at your disposal! Till then ..Shut Up! Keep listening.

Expressions: Say it Unclear…

Imagine a day, when you wake up in the morning and realize that people around have become stoic and there is nothing but one expression lynching over their faces. Even in your weirdest dreams, you would deny this delusion. Because, what is the use of living in a sane world? If there is chaos, tragedy, rage or anything that is considered wild, goes missing just for a few seconds – our lives will be nothing more than loathsome journeys. And, something that adds that fervor to this irreplaceable dimension of life is expressions. They say, they command and they tear your very soul apart – sometimes a twist of nose can signal the arrival of a storm. Let’s have a look or recall all those expressions that have been lingering there in your subconscious mind – even though you try to ebb these intruders many times.

Let’s begin with a demagogue or our very own agony teachers. No matter how far you go in your lives, but that intense stare of your teacher will always follow you – whether you want or not.

Teachers and Expressions: 
A teacher yelling at his students while his eyebrows are trying to reach somewhere above his head. And, when they (teachers) willingly try to embarrass you – just a foul smile carrying loads of excruciating sarcasm casts its spell on you entire living being. And, you end up feeling again that you are the most wretched soul on this Earth.

A usual scene in the office:
You have done nothing wrong, but you are always supposed to incur that superficial or genuine wrath of your boss – depends how you take it. A howl with an open mouth, raged eyes and you are done. OK, it’s more than enough for you. Come on, you are not alone in this Rat Race.


A fight scene:
This is not about all those popular sitcoms where story flows, grows and exaggerates, as it’s premeditated or strictly adhering with that hastily prepared script. Here its two individuals with bulging eyes and fiery expressions and when you witness something like this – you cannot help to think that only one of them will survive. They stare, bark, and in extreme cases some punches and a few kicks culminate a perfect fight scene. Again, here comes that deep seated irony, after a few moments these eternal enemies are looking for excuses to escape each other. You end up feeling like a cheated spectator who went to watch an over-hyped Hollywood flick because you were the unlucky one who watched it’s jumbled up trailer. So, it ends here. As usual it ends up without yielding any conclusion.

And the last one is our favorite, catfight:
Two women or girls whatever you like. Standing against each other to prove that they can be very nasty at times – and you are the lucky one to witness this saga. They look like the perfect wives of Satan with fire in their arms and a complete list of explicit vocabulary in their mouth. Their fight is very well complimented by all those grunts, ooh, aahs and all that you hear in those X-rated movies. They come, entertain and dwindle up like they were never there – another sad end to a women’s tale.

Just a few expressions to remind you – you can recall more to laugh out loud. With this world looking more fragile with the each passing day – it would be thousand times better, if all our anger and animosity stay limited to expressions only.

Workplace Bazooka: Sometimes I Think!

(Caution: Long post!)

With Inflation soaring, media moaning and nothing is happening as such – I got to think something! I begin this post with erratic statement, but you have to spare me. See, I tried very hard, but could not figure it out and finally thought to doodle it here.
See, it’s mechanical or satanical – whatever! Yeah, bit of hangover. What more would you expect from yourself, if your daily chores revolve around office, nagging boss, wicked colleagues and a bed (yeah, that’s what I call home these days). Well, that’s a common description of an office. I am not expecting any Empathy!

In case, I try to rub this dirt over my heavy-loaded brain, I feel like a loser – you know why? Because, we all got to run – once you are down, you are about to commit suicide in this Race cum Stampede – where the winners are not only judged by the time they take to finish the race, but also for extra score they get, while crushing the losers or weak contenders under their feet. OK, it sounds confusing. See, if once in a blue moon, I try to think beyond my office, next appraisal, next project or whatever next – I forcibly try to re-orient my mind to think what is important for me. After all, I got to buy a car very soon. And, this is what we call success these days. A successful man – crowded by things he gathers throughout his life. Bit Philosophical…So what? At least, here I can write what I feel. (And, if you are feeling yucky then sorry, I warned you in the beginning!)

And, this would continue. If that’s not true then do one thing, just take a break from your busy life – go to a hill station nearest to your bustling workplace…I mean, it should not take much of your seconds (each value a gold coin) when planning about this vacation. And the moment you would reach there, you might end up feeling (Lets say in 50-50 cases) as if you are disqualified from the race or other people might reach somewhere in the meantime. Or, your boss would give your 90% finished project to someone else. Scary situation indeed! Someone might take all the credit. See it’s beyond that common account book debit and credit. It’s about conspiracies, sycophants, and fools – all blend well to make a modern day workplace.

And, then you would feel that agonizing ennui. So, your final resort would be to come back to you workplace as soon as possible.

And, as you would reach office, while rubbing your middle finger on your laptop – you surely get that second life. That’s the influence of a mechanical life. In some way or another we feel like winner in those cubicles. Well that’s what I believe and any time if that second thought bites as, whenever we ask that question to ourselves – This is what we call life? Then, you get your antidote ready. Yes, just get bit nostalgic. Think about your college days, when you made a promise to yourself that someday I Would reach here, there and nowhere (Oops! Bit cynical, can’t help it, born with these traits). And, when you compare your HMT Old Days with OMEGA present life – you just love those three small walls of your cubicle and pay enough attention to all that around you – laptop, pen, notepad…or…

OK, now that you have reached here (Congratulations: Praiseworthy Effort), you must be thinking that, what I am puking about is not clear yet! See, I am like all those happy-go-with-salary people, who let their lives flow with the wind – and, we are happy too! After all, that’s why we studied and tolerated all those moments when we felt that this is not the way we should lead our lives. Because every now and then, this human quotient (or my lazy side…bit sick of this routine life) gives us those pangs that our so-called feelings are also constrained by this robotically maneuvered life – we either plan to take a short break or write about it. Yes, I am doing that.

Now that you have remained with me for so long…here comes the conclusion!

We are just spending our time…and we have no problems because everybody does it! That’s how the life goes…See, I tried to write something…I forgot…and ended up…don’t know what!

So, our thinking has also turned mechanical. Great! I am not feeling anything.

Solemn confession: No need to give a DAMN!

Running short of breaths with loads to tell before taking that final call. No matter, how many times, we felt…that really SUKS!! But, all in vain, bcoz we are speaking to ourselves. This is wrong that is right…yeah, we feel that. Why unjustified adulation makes people great (or more than that) in this mortal world, where everyone is just clinging on to that moment? Simple thoughts are just great (Bcoz they say so), and who are these bunches of big things? Do they really think that we accept them? Hey, no more fooling around. No more barriers, no more constraints, no more flattery, we know what we are saying. Sick and tired to be on the on the receiving end always, now, its our time to scrutinize hollowness.

If you think we are making that childish noise then, who are you to tell this? No rules, no agony, no ecstasy, no…no…no…loads of stuff rolling on everyday. Take this one. We are here to take something seriously (pay attention!!). Better believe us or join that RAT RACE!