Author
Ytzhak
These young Black artists utilize their own vernacular, the language they have created, to tell their stories. We scoff when they tell us they have redefined the ‘N’ word. Many of us were offended by the use of the term “Ebonics”; we said we wanted our youth to speak “good English” so that they would get a job. But Black youth not only created their own language,...Are artists falsely creating negative images or simply expressing the realities that exist for a segment of Black America? We will not be able to change the images the Black experience has created until we are able to change the experiences that have influenced them.
What are the politricks of words, kid
A cardboard on sidewalks cut up
By windmills for 360’s
By boys beaten by breaks
Note to the baggy letters
Wrote to go
Ké
Songs about things you cyan see
-rebellology
w/mi cora aniki
walkinin paths that are pitch black
like the wigs of logico locos
I see
Joey
wouldn't drive a harley
Sink low into
hot water
depth
perception
2 dimension
a stall = laggin then quick
crack a spine
privacy
my invasion
massive contusions
-when I die
I holla
More watts
Out of my throat
My kids life sent in packages
Noteless
Choose the heads to tell
It in rhymes of unsolid
Visions
Twistin the body flop
Elegant transition/from whirl
To 90 degrees to backs in turtle shell formation
Woht drops stumble
Down faces
Marks taken to bridges/
Killers dirt nap riddims
Over fluid bottoms
Assassins with holes in they chest
Shruggin off jinns
Whose holes, what are worlds deep,
Widen
Hurry the
Transformation
From a
Plea to x’s on backs and cheeks
Resistence also.
1sees
1 chain made Cuban
Conjunctions
Link
Ludwig to
Move
Meant to be tied to this place
a stall = laggin then quick
Pulling kicks down to matts
In gyms they fight the dæmons
Sent to Resevation & barrios
Who embrace them (me)
Sonics
Massive
A kin to hercs in ghettos
(they read my note books too.)
1for1
And figure the stooge
From distances
Like goldfish
Trapped in loops
(how do u rate this?)
(dig the rep points)
…a characteristic throw down/come change up…
a hustle runs from chambers to johnson to yates
from cyan see in the morning to til cyan see in the late
wohts writtin on walls
will correct the symbols found in your skullz
it’s reversal of thesis
a rhythmic tractus
trippin on 2.171 to .19
to goose steps
translated and loss in the bloody wells
ameri/euro/afrique
7 passing in silence
watchin the high rollers deal graphics
collectives/club houses
soundtracks of ian dury gon a spastic
it's like this
fleets form the click
a cholo throwin sets
in broken calo, asian & arabic
this is my vicinity
the square held nervous
the locos braves and fellows
tripped to the word form logic
1425 Lawrence Y Braithwaite (aka Lord Patch)
New Palestine/Fernwood/The Hood
Victoria, BC
music versioned from "antisect by iskra
and
africa dub by Paul Wagorn
versioned by lord patch
see also:
.. These young Black artists utilize their own vernacular, the language they have created, to tell their stories. We scoff when they tell us they have redefined the ‘N’ word. Many of us were offended by the use of the term “Ebonics”; we said we wanted our youth to speak “good English” so that they would get a job. But Black youth not only created their own language,...Are artists falsely creating negative images or simply expressing the realities that exist for a segment of Black America? We will not be able to change the images the Black experience has created until we are able to change the experiences that have influenced them. -- Harry Davidson, Ph.D. -- "The psychological dilemma of the Black artist"
http://victoria.indymedia.org/news/2006/06/50215.php
or
http://www.finalcall.com/artman/publish/article_2657.shtml
and
"The U.S. imperialist ruling class’s brutal war against the Vietnamese people had drawn billions of dollars away from the social needs of people in the United States....In 1982, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five released the song, The Message. The hook of the song is, “…don’t push me, cuz I’m close to the edge/I’m trying not to lose my head/huh, huh,/it’s like a jungle sometimes/makes me wonder how I keep from going under.” The song was about the daily, deplorable conditions that Blacks live under, especially in urban areas with gross unemployment and underemployment, police brutality, drug epidemics and much more...." -- Larry Hales -- "Hip-hop culture reflects Youth oppression under capitalism"
http://www.workers.org/2006/us/hip-hop-0316/
or
http://victoria.indymedia.org/news/2006/03/49862.php
and
"...the 1973 assassination of the Palestinian poet, Ghassan Kanafani...The writer said in his report, published Monday by the Hebrew daily "Yedioth Ahronoth", that the Israeli intelligence elements planted an explosive device in Kanafani's vehicle that exploded thereafter causing his immediate death." -- "Israel admits responsibility for assassinating Palestinian poet"
http://www.palestine-info.co.uk/am/publish/article_14740.shtml
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