when i listen to digable planets i think of tiny smoke-filled rooms in black and white, snapping fingers and upright bass, dreadlocks and shuffling papers; i think of nose rings and short-haired women, of words that taste like stale coffee delivered with soggy croissants at three in the morning.
digable planets to me represent what could have been
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At least you don't go around denying that side of you. Me, at every chance I get, I try to hide it and emphasize the Indian side (my mother is Indian) and sometimes swear up and down that I'm not at all black.
But the D.P? I love the D.P. Especially the Rebirth of Slick, since I heard that ... oh, must have been six or seven years ago. Oh, and look at the CAPTCHA words I have been given "Fine Pretties" it says! I guess that's us! Must be a sign.
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Yeah, the Rebirth of Slick was my first DP song back when I was really young. I downloaded a bunch more of their stuff a year ago or so after I got back into them.
I don't deny that I'm a brown-skinned person becuse it's a bit difficult to, but to me there is a difference between being brown-skinned and being "black". "Black", to me, is a state of mind-- the state of mind in which most niggers these days live. with their ghettofabulosity and fights and shitty rap (now mind you, I've been educated-- there is some good rap, it's just buried under all the shit on the radio) .
Black = nigger.
And I'm definitely not a nigger.
Not only that but I'm not African-American; I was not born in nor do I have ANY relatives in Africa.
I'm just brown.
And the first nationality I claim is French. Because I feel more French than anything else.
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