Thursday, March 25, 2010

Snoop Doggy Dogg or, can I be famous too?

As I mentioned earlier, one of my interests is music. I sang in a choir up until my voice broke and have been playing guitar since the age of 10. I was a little discouraged from playing guitar at certain periods of my life, and have confronted these people about why they discouraged me. Unfortunately this personal issue of mine was never really resolved.

I was passionate about playing, I was the kind of kid that skipped classes and would fall asleep holding my guitar. In spite of this, there were times when I thought I was never progressing with my skill. For the last two years I was so discouraged from my failure to yield good results when playing guitar for my end of school music exams I pretty much stopped, and haven’t progressed since.

I still have a great passion for music. I listen to every kind I can get my hands on, play guitar when I can, play around with music programs like GarageBand and am trying to develop a few projects with friends.

If I was ever going to do something productive with this skill I would put all my effort into it, that’s the only way to do it, right? Rap artists are an epitome of how I feel about life. Not only are there great artists out there producing quality material, but there are also the most retarded of posers out there. This goes for most genres, but rap seems to be the most consistent and popular of my generation.

Snoop Dogg is fucking cool. This may be only my opinion and that of a few others but his style really clicks with me, and I love Dr. Dre’s beats not only with Snoop but also with other great artists like Eminem. Snoop Dogg was in a gang from a young age and has been to jail, apparently for cocaine possession. I have never been involved with those kinds of drugs before, I have never been to jail before, or been in a gang.

I never intended on being associated with ‘white people’ but I was born with that colour of skin and years of supremacy behind me to know that because I wasn’t born in a ghetto and don’t have a black half brother I probably won’t be accepted into their culture any time soon.

(I say this knowing full well that most artists only create music based on an image that most people buy into, that’s how they make money. Acid has taught me that anyone who has also done acid cannot hold prejudices against people of any race, unless they pose a direct threat to their livelihood).

My dilemma lies in the fact that why can rap artists, who just mix words together and reach out to a few thousand people by just saying how hard life is and how cool they are, live in mansions and afford to be high all day? Yet, because I have no one to reach out to, I have no one like me willing to hand over a bunch of cash to relate or be more like me, I know I will never be ‘rap artist rich’.

The other day I was told that the amount of energy I put into my Industrial Design degree will never be matched as, if I just remain a normal designer I will never have enough money. I will only ever make money if I ‘invent something new that EVERYONE wants.’ To make it harder, to update this statement into today’s context, ‘EVERYTHING that everybody wants has already been invented, now you have invent something and CONVINCE everybody that they want it.’

I take it that is how the ‘merchants of cool’* do it these days too. People are convinced that these rap artists are the best, relate to them the most, will help them be who they want to be and are the only people to be listened to. That’s why only they make money, when most other acts simply fall by the wayside, never approaching the same level that an artist like Snoop Dogg does. Simply put, right place, right time.

We will never turn the corner and arrive in the right place at the right time. In fact a lot of you might end up being those who hear the description ‘wrong place, wrong time,’ ending them up in jail or in serious accidents. In most cases this just occurs as a by-product of our everyday lives. I have a feeling that while some of us smile, sit back and bask in their right place, right time, most people (take the third world for example) are born in the wrong place at the wrong time.

*I have borrowed this term from the title of this film Merchants of Cool which also supports my opinion here to an extent.
The album I am holding is 'Snoop Dogg: Rhythm and Gangsta.' Excellent album and has 'Drop it like it's hot'

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