Thursday, September 18, 2008

 

Rock the SNORE

I was just having lunch ("lunch"=Sugarfree Red Bull covertly slugged down in lab) and checking my Facebook page.  I noticed that one of my Facebook friends, who works in Washington, DC registering voters or something political and civic dutiful like that, had changed her status message to "ready to rock the vote with Talib and Solange.  FREE concert in Philly.  3 PM.  Come on out!"

Wait, this concert is being headlined by Talib Kweli and Solange?  Not to trash this friend's job or anything, but if this is the best Rock the Vote can do to lure young voters, it's hardly surprising that so many people are apathetic at best about participating in the democratic process.  I would imagine that half of you reading this are scratching your heads and saying, "Uh, who are Talib Kweli and Solange?"

Talib Kweli is probably best known for being in the group Black Star with Mos Def.  He's one of those socially conscious rappers who spends way more time bitching about poverty and racism and other serious stuff rather than bragging about his awesomeness, like popping bottles and models or driving ridiculous customized luxury cars or blowing $15 million in 1 week or his prowess as a make-believe cocaine trafficker.

 See, Talib Kweli looks like he's always about to get mad when you crack a joke and say "I don't know how you can laugh when there are innocent men dying of AIDS in prison!" or something similarly sobering and unpleasant.  He's not talking about popping champagne like he just won a championship game or how he went from shitting in a cell to shitting on a jet or about all his cars "automative automatic."  I guess listening to him whine about society might get you all fired up to vote, but it's not like his concert is a great fucking time.

Solange is even worse.  She is best known for being Beyoncé's younger, uglier, more trans-tastic sister.

I can't think of a time when I've ever heard Solange emit a single musical note. Most of the time she's skulking after her sister's fat ass down a red carpet at some cut-rate awards show (ie: the Teen Choice Awards) in an outfit that looks like a French maid's feather duster bred with a disco ball.  Usually you can also almost see the mustache she just waxed off before throwing on her tacky House of Dereon Barbie cocktail dress and mugging for the camera in a pathetic attempt to be noticed.  The only kind of vote she inspires me to cast is one AGAINST seeing Solange out in public.

I don't care if this concert is free.  Between Solange's annoying desperate bids for fame and Talib Kweli's humorless social commentary, free is still too pricey.  You'd have to pay me to go, because this lineup makes me wish I was disenfranchised.

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Comments:
I've been to a Talib Kweli concert, and the man is an amazing performer. I guess some people prefer the talentless styles of Lil Wayne and assorted other generic hip hop to talented flow and thoughtful lyrics. Talib Kweli is one of like two rappers working today that is worth a damn.
 
Hell yes I prefer Lil' Wayne. And if you think he's "talentless," you clearly are not familiar with Tha Carter's repertoire of mind-blowing awesomeness. Weezy!
 
You're so authentic! You listen to rap with a message! That means you understand the plight of the black man! You're sympathetic to his struggle! You "get it"! You have at least one black friend - maybe even two! You have long, intellectual discussions about the hey-day of hip-hop, when they rhymed with a conscience! You volunteer you time at Obama phone banks!

Suck it, you phony, suburban-raised, Williamsburg-dwelling douche. Seriously.
 
To the above anonymous, go kill yourself. Asshole. Hope you die. K. Bye.
 
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