
Speakin' of switchin', it's funny how we gain and lose appetites for things. Kids start drinking coffee before they're 10 years old now. I didn't really start 'til I was about 27/28 and even then it was seldom. I remember working out for pro basketball and boycotting all things caffeinated, sugar-laden and dairy. So my affinity for coffee and tea probably began more like at age 32/33. I'm down for a cup-a-day now. A dude I hang out with told me that he used to drink like 25 cups some days when he was in the Marines. C'mon son....
Anyway, I was on that Spotify the way I normally indulge and I hit that juke box vibe and took it back to 1995. I dug up Das Efx, a 90s rap duo that I listened to back then. I went to the tracks I remembered liking. The tracks started, beat kicked in and I was 18-20 years old for like 5 minutes. Ah but then it happened. Something didn't taste right. Yo, it was the lyrics. They really didn't make sense to me anymore. It was like I'd had a gross change in palette. And it wasn't just the profanity because that was actually minimal. But it was the reverberation about sexual prowess, violent exploits and hedonism. I couldn't stand the refrain. Not all the songs dealt in those three themes but bottom line...MY TASTE FOR SUPERFICIAL MUSIC MAY BE GONE. I ain't for certain but I think I may actually be growing up. Don't get me wrong, I'm still a hip-hop guy down with the underground likes of Theory Hazit, Eshon Burgundy, Derek Minor, Deepspace 5 etc. But I'm good on that other stuff.
The coolest part is when you're not trying to be noble, not trying to prove that you've chosen a more refined rap alternative. It's cool when the right choices just kind of find you because something on the inside of you has changed. I wish I could still listen to DJ Quik the way I used to. Somehow I don't see that wish being granted and I'm fine with that. #authenticity
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