Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Monday, January 31, 2011

Improvisation, Creativity, Hip-hop and Nerdy Asians

This is probably the best title for a blog post that I've written. Ever.


Catching up on my blog reading Sunday night and came across surgeon and researcher Charles Limb on TED talks.


Some observations:
1. He has the worst powerpoint presentation. Ever. (Please see below)



2. 13: 30 He raps in his TED talks. Yes, he raps. Dorky Asian Guy raps. Back to my thesis that Hip-Hop + Asian People = Love (Please see below)




3. 14:26 Pan to a bunch of white people crossing their arms, yawning and scratching their heads -- as Dr. Limb stands bobbing his head. Womp. Womp. (Please see below)



4. In the related article, he says: 
And I have to tell you, I’ve been having a ton of fun with this study, just experientially. When we were making our beats and our stimuli, trying to design the study, there’s no way to do this study without trying to rap yourself. It really transforms the lab!
I wish I was there to watch him come up with freestyles about his life. Got em.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

a word from your humble editor


here is my guilt-ridden sad-face (in a scrum cap!) for not keeping my blog updated the past couple of days. i am truly sorry if you had navigated to my blog to read the daily updates and have found nothing. today, however, i am putting up a four new posts to try and make up for what was lacking. i will try my hardest not to let that happen again.

and, in pursuit of that, i am going to post sunday-thursday instead of monday-friday. fridays just are a bit hard for me. what can i say? i like to go hard on fridays. i love new york. i adore brooklyn. 

and for those who somehow haven't heard the ill cooking soul remix of hello brooklyn - enjoy. you can thank me now*! ha!

and as always, thanks for your continued patronage.

love,
khl

*check out cookin soul's collaboration with drake on an instrumental version of his album, which includes the phrase "you can thank me now" so it's a double nod to cookin soul. got it. 


Monday, September 6, 2010

Willfull disobedience, or why I listen to rap music and will probably take my husband's last name

The way I feel about rap music is the same way I feel about (if and when I get married) taking my fiance's last name. I know I probably shouldn't like/do it; in fact, I have logical reasons why I shouldn't like/do it that are aligned with my beliefs, but I'll still do it for no good reason.

Is that a bit complicated? Well, basically, I think most rap music is misogynistic. I think it teaches young girls growing up to devalue themselves and that objectification equals love. I would be awfully offended if a man ever approached me or spoke to me in the way Lil Wayne claims he speaks to women. I think it's disrespectful, and that hip-hop music generally creates a virgin/whore dichotomy that is woefully ignorant of the complexity of being a woman, especially in a way that's not defined by men. All good reasons for not listening to rap. Rap isn't aligned with my values, with my belief system. Now, if I know this, it's probably because I listen to it. And, while I do listen to "Ladies First" and "Black Girl Pain," I do listen to "Oh, let's do it" (the remix - who is Diddy paying to write his lyrics? that was a good look) and Minaj's verse on threesomes with Usher. And, how does rap music align with my values? It doesn't. Then, again, how does any music align with my values? They don't, but they also don't misalign. 

However, I still listen. I stopped for about a year because I thought if I proclaimed to be a radical feminist I can not be caught listening to this bullshit. But, then I started again. I sang along. I downloaded. I even bought! (Yes, folks, I still buy CDs.) And, the truth is, I have no good reason.

Now, this is similar to my relationship with taking a man's name. Why must I give up the identity I've cultivated for so long to take on a man's identity? Why should I stroke my man's ego and let him know his dick is big enough when I got shit to do, people to see, places to be? How does this fit into my feminist agenda? It doesn't. In fact, I'm so on the same page with every single article I read about women choosing to keep their last name instead of furthering patriarchy. I know that culturally some women always keep their last name (I think Korean women do this?) with no serious repercussions (people will get confused because I don't have the same last name as my child - though this is probably a moot point in Korea...). So, I have this whole case built up against giving up my name. And, absolutely no reason to keep it. But, I will probably end up taking my fiance's last name to the chagrin of some important women in my life. Why? I don't know. Because I've always wanted to be a "Mr. and Mrs. So-and-so"? That's not good enough or even really true. 

So, why is it that we participate in behavior that we know is wrong and choose to do things that we have no good reason to be doing?