Never take things for face value. Always question what you are told, what you don't understand, what you think is wrong... never be afraid to take it a step further!
Tuesday, 28 October 2014
Monday, 27 October 2014
Tina
There's no better animated character like Tina.
This is one of my favourite animated sitcoms, Bob's Burgers. I never can stop laughing when I watch it. I makes me L O a little bit Louder. I literally feel so excited and absolutely happy when I watch it.
It is definitely food for thought.
Friday, 24 October 2014
Monday, 20 October 2014
Art or Crime
In some countries this is allowed without the twitch of an eye. I wish there was more of street art in Johannesburg.
Sunday, 19 October 2014
Erykah Badu - I Want You
Turned the sonar up to hotter, drunk a whole jar of holy water, but it just won't let go: I want you
Erykah Badu - I Want You
Turned the sonar up to hotter, drunk a whole jar of holy water, but it just won't let go: I want you
Aaliyah
This girl died way before her time. I can just imagine the great things she would be doing if she was still alive.
Thursday, 16 October 2014
THE WORLD IS BECOMING SMALLER, AND SMALLer, and smaller, and sm...
Many years ago, chatting to your friend meant visiting them and catching up about what happened over the weekend and who you had a crush on and what your future plans are about.
You had to literally call the house phone to pretend that you had an incoming call so that your parents would not complain about you being on the phone for too long. Two minutes was all that you would have and any minute after that was a privilege. You had to strategically lie that you're calling a friend about homework so that you could have extra time to chat. Your parents would give you dagger eyes and an endless lecture as to how expensive a phone call is. My parents would actually print out the phone bill and make me mark all the numbers which I had called...and my phone calls would be 90% of the page. They threatened to disconnect the phone service, but I was fortunate because they also needed the phone.
These days, we have smart phones, internet and everything that we need at the touch of a button. When I was growing up, there was no "internet". You had to go to the library to get information...presentation preparation was a byiatch!!
Now that we have all these social networks at our disposal...life has become easier. People make business connections on Twitter, people find all school and long lost friends so easily on Facebook. People find jobs on LinkedIn...the list goes on! If you don't have an email addy even now...you are living in the stone-age!! Some people think that the social networks are just a fad and that they will pass and fade away with time... I beg to differ...in fact...I'm willing to bet on it that many years from now...it will grow and be so big that we will be doing most of the things that we need to do on the internet and through social networks.
So if you think you don't have to look good on that profile pic that 10 000 people all over the world see as they log onto your profile...think again my friend, that could be your next boss looking at that pic.
Friday, 3 October 2014
Back in the day
So back in the day, in South Africa men could not go and visit nor sleep over at their girlfriend's place because of the DOM PASS.
Our parents were treated as less important by the white people because it was "law". Cops did not realize the human factor that our black parents possessed. Our parents were not allowed in restaurants and were segregated from the joys of what life was; they were mistreated and to plain put it, treated as less than human. I can only imagine what it must have been like living in a society where waking up everyday was painful, a horror and simply just a struggle. Making life possible was a nightmare's nightmare as a black person because of the demon that was "apartheid".
Secret parties were held where our parents could mingle, get together and share life, share secrets and literally escape from the horror that was "the norm" in South Africa. Many adults died during the struggle wanting to protect what were basic human rights and to ensure that there is a better future for their kids: you and me. Politics were rife, politicians were rotten and the yet, the spirit of black people was strong, resilient and one that was not giving up! A lot of songs encouraged change in the state of the country, they gave hope to those whose faith was dying... it gave them a fresh breath to the fog that stifled their lives.
Lifestyle was hard, it was scary and literally like walking on pyre everyday of your existence.
I wasn't there, I am thankful I wasn't
I get along with anybody named Jack, Bokang, Amandla, Emily, Janien, Mahomed, Erykah, Tshepo, Karabo...
bottom line, I hold no grudge about the past but I just want to open your eyes to the fact that we should give all our respect and our lives to our parents for living through apartheid and being who they are.
Don't expect them to forget. Embrace them now. Embrace them tomorrow. Embrace them forever more!
Thursday, 2 October 2014
Hiding behind the fan
Everybody has an opinion. I love that. I respect some. Don't even consider some. Whatever your opinion is, make sure it's factual, you can say it with confidence and most importantly...that you don't just hash something from nowhere and then turn it into an argument.
Some people just live to argue. Their one-sided and unimportant opinions just bring people's moods down because in actual fact, they don't create or engage in conversation; but rather make people in their presence uncomfortable by forcing their pointless opinions on everyone.
We are all entitled to our own opinion...have one...express it...share it; just have a feasible one! As people we will never ever agree on the same things, and that's what ultimately makes us human! We will disagree and argue about the cigarettes one smokes, we will argue about whether Superman is better vs Batman, for goodness sake, we will argue about whether Johannesburg is a better city than Durban. However, one argument that I find is a very jagged pill to swallow, is the argument about art and artists, especially when those artists make their work for public consumption. When an artist decides that he or she will make their work accessible to the public, they're not reaaaly asking for your approval, they just want you to know what runs in their dome and that precious thing that we call a mind and literally just to say to you: "hey, I had a brainwave, and this is what it was like..."
So when this happens and someone is cool enough to let you know what they've been thinking in a sense of a recorded album or a written script, we can't then as the consumers of his or her art turn around and say: "look, I went to one of your concerts and you did not perform my favourite track therefore I am not a fan anymore". When an artist puts a concert together, they're not asking for your opinion as to how ill or wack they are or have become over the years...they're just saying..."yo! remember that album I recorded...let's jam together to it (in the form of a live performance)".
Lauryn Hill was given flack recently about a performance that she did, because she did tracks differently from the album, did not perform tracks from the Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill (her second solo studio album) and or did not perform tracks from The Fugees Score album. Because of this many were starting and are starting to call her "irrelevant"! Fuck that...Lauryn Hill does NOT... I repeat...does NOT owe you anything. She is human, she is an artist, she is talented and has a family and her own life to live. She will choose when and if she wants to record and release another album.
We can not as fans expect things to be done our own way or else we start to spit venom at the very same person that gave you a kick ass show and a wicked album in the first place. People are very quick to be "the most favourite fan" when the artist is topping charts, but as soon as the artist does things differently in the media they turn around and become the worst enemy. As fans, we need to remember that artists do not owe us anything and in fact we have no right to criticize them just because they decide not to do what you as the ungrateful fan want.
Sit down and listen to the album that you want to listen to and shut up if you ain't got anything nice to say. The media is wide-spread enough for you to pick and choose. Stop acting like a child throwing his toys out of his cart because you feel the artist is "not doing enough to please or satisfy your unreasonable craving for entertainment".
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