Flashing My Whip, [Apologies if y'looked back to this post, for more? MJ]
February 17, 2021
SUNDAY (SCHOOL) POST TIME/ ROLL OVER, AND 'DEALS, WITH ANGELS' INTO THE NEXT POST, 'ZOMBIE, AND, BRAINS?'
THE GOOD, AND...
A song for a couple of sound ones, young-people, 'n good as gold.
"Stevie Wonder", one repeated, "likes a lot". Top-choice. Get, maturity, while fresh and 'youthy', with it.
Fela (Kuti), in this 1988 interview, encapsulates the way to: Truther, Go. The place of/for; art/music, etc. To relate and revitalise, the outcry from 'the poor'. Unmask, and address, the lies and corruption.
'Fela-talk', for me?
(The), voice, and light, on Art/Politics.
The principles and wisdom, to receive, and, Live-The-Best? Rare and important gems.
Kingston, (Jamaica), Country Music. Yeah, know the mix is about a number of strong elements and genres, within. Although, one is primary and more a combo; Two cultures, and roots.
NYC latin 'quarters'. Aka., 'blocks and opp's' for Puerto Ricans.
Jamaica breaks and toasts into Dancehall. U. Roy would be considered the artist who broke through first.
Disco, once funk and soul (Tamla/Stax etc.), blues and on. It was early 80s NYC that saw in 'dance music' transitions into 'clubbing and raves'.
/ SUNDAY SCHOOL Diane Keaton and Woody Allen, June 07, 2020
HEY, YEAH/ EVERYBODY RUN, RUN, RUN/ EVERYBODY SCATTER SCATTER/ SOME PEOPLE LOST SOME BREAD/ SOMEONE NEARLY DIE/ SOMEONE JUST DIE/ POLICE DEY COME, ARMY DEY COME/ CONFUSION EVERYWHERE/ HEY, YEAH/ SEVEN MINUTES LATER/ ALL DON COOL DOWN, BROTHER/ POLICE DON GO AWAY, ARMY DON DISAPPEAR/ THEM LEAVE SORROW, TEARS AND BLOOD/ THEM REGULAR TRADEMARK/ THEM LEAVE SORROW, TEARS AND BLOOD/THEM REGULAR TRADEMARK/ THAT IS WHY/ HEY, YEAH/EVERYBODY RUN, RUN, RUN/ LA, LA, LA, LA/ MY PEOPLE SELF DEY FEAR TOO MUCH/WE FEAR FOR THE THING WE NO SEE/ WE FEAR FOR THE AIR AROUND US/WE FEAR TO FIGHT FOR FREEDOM/ WE FEAR TO FIGHT FOR LIBERTY/ WE FEAR TO FIGHT FOR JUSTICE/ WE FEAR TO FIGHT FOR HAPPINESS/ WE ALWAYS GET REASON TO FEAR/ WE NO WANT DIE, WE NO WANT WOUND/ WE NO WANT QUENCH, WE NO WANT GO/ I GET ONE CHILD, MAMA DEY FOR HOUSE/ PAPA DEY FOR HOUSE, I WANT BUILD HOUSE/ I DON BUILD HOUSE, I NO WANT QUENCH/ I WANT ENJOY, I NO WANT GO, AH/ SO POLICEMAN GO SLAP YOUR FACE/ YOU NO GO TALK/ ARMY MAN GO WHIP YOUR YANSH/ YOU GO DEY LOOK LIKE DONKEY/ RHODESIA DEY DO THEM OWN/ OUR LEADERS DEY YAB FOR NOTHING/ SOUTH AFRICA DEY DO THEM OWN/ THEM LEAVE SORROW, TEARS AND BLOOD/ AH, NA SO, TIME WILL DEY GO, TIME NO WAIT FOR NOBODY/ LIKE THAT CHOO, CHOO, CHOO, CHOO, AH/ BUT POLICE GO DEY COME, ARMY GO DEY COME/ WITH CONFUSION IN STYLE LIKE THIS...
Said knowing, the conundrum to hide in. An intellectual safety blanket to cuddle-up. Shield from shame, and admittance:
What'll it be?
To, think, or pretend, there's a line of reason and logic, to get-away from being, that, wrong?
And for whole lot of people, like to consider themselves, natty rebels.
What, If... the cause/s stood-by, and believed on, is the life-time betrayal and deception?
Rebellion against reason, and, intuition.
Unable, or willing, to concede the depths and grip of criminal networks and enterprise, with social authority and power, that will bare-down on all, unless...
Another, cause? 'The Unless Cause'.
a) That is..., if, one, exists?
b) The loop-back cop-out?
c) 'Zombies' and Hope.
CONTINUES, DOING, on SAT. x
By the time Fela Ransome-Kuti changed his name to Anikulapo -- “he who carries death in his pouch” -- he had already built a fence around his house in Nigeria and declared it an independent state: The Kalakuta Republic. His records began to sell in the millions throughout Africa and the colonial government of Nigeria played an incessant cat and mouse game with Kuti for the rest of his career: arrests, beatings, and imprisonment were perennial events in the musician’s life. When Kuti sang his classic attack against the military, the frightening, melancholy “Zombie”, at the Festival for Black Arts and Culture in Lagos in 1977, the Nigerian Army attacked the Kalakuta Republic where hundreds of Kuti’s followers were living. The army burnt it to the ground and severely beat the occupants, throwing Kuti’s mother out of a window and killing her.
: Fela Kuti: Fela: The Best of the Black President, Michael Miller, Pop Matters, 5 Jan, 2010
Fela changed the course of funk, African music, and almost anything groove-based that came after him, but it sometimes seems like his contributions to music in general are more interesting than actually listening to his music in specific, or that the sum of his work is more exciting than any particular set of songs. It's like seeing the forest but missing the trees, or being in love with the idea of love.
: Fela: The Best of the Black President, Mike Powell, Pitchfork, 12 Jan, 2010
'That means Rush Limbaugh became whatever God commanded him to be. Simple, yet confusing to a truthist such as yourself,...'
One way, the question of hope and perspectives is understood? In meticulous, and absolute control, God's manipulating everything/...one, in a benevolent direction?
How do you respond to Isaiah 46:9–11?
The Lord says, “I am God, and there is none other; I am God, and there is no one like me, declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient times things not yet done, saying ‘My purpose shall stand, and I will fulfill my intention.’”
To distinguish himself from the dead idols Israel was devoted to, the Lord displayed his ability to do what dead idols cannot do: namely, control the flow of history. Hence the Lord says, “My purpose shall stand, and I will fulfill my intention,” which is why he can declare “from ancient times things not yet done.” For God to have this foreknowledge he need only know his own purposes and intentions. Unless one is willing to believe that everything throughout world history (including all evil) reflects God’s purposes and intentions, this verse can’t be used to defend the notion that everything throughout world history is foreknown.
: Greg Boyd.
ONE THOUSAND FIVE HUNDRED... health professionals, medical doctors and scientists, joint-statement, sent to the governments of thirty countries.
We are health professionals of the international collective : United Health Professionals, composed of more than 1,500 members (including professors of medicine, intensive care physicians and infectious disease specialists) from different countries of Europe, Africa, America, Asia and Oceania and, on August 26, 2020, we addressed to governments and citizens of countries around the world an alert message regarding the COVID outbreak.
Black President [Arista, 1981]
Building steadily off unpolyrhythmic traps, underpinning/undermining the beat with multiple drums, stating and embellishing horn phrases and then stating and embellishing them again, repeating verbal taglines countless times again or varying them by a few words to strengthen his points, Fela has constructed Afrobeat, which to my ear is as like and unlike any competing African pop style as it is like and unlike any American pop style. It's just Fela, instantly recognizable, although not always instantly distinguished from other Fela. Distinguishing themselves here are "I.T.T." ("international thief thief") and "Sorrow Tears and Blood" ("dem regular trademark"). That's three-quarters of the record. B+
Garage and Fun House' was the 'faggy' scene. All friends-about, included; a chummy rub up against you if it got raucous and hot.
At the Fun House and Garage it was often ‘quiet’. Noisy Larry, reading back, could be a touch intense. Plain horrible at times. One big, on acid (only a handful in four years) about 8am. Fifty swinging on. Closed about 10 or 11.
This is NYC., and my time, in one video. Konk, 'friends', particularly a couple of them.The streets and Tompkins Sq. Park, the atmosphere, Salsa, vintage and New York.
Not the, UK, in... NYC. Which so much of the hip to hop was '81-'84.
Three otherwise and not Brit-led?
Konk etc., NY Radio, and two underground, less known, gay clubs.
The first is a one to consider what became, or is remembered?
The second was the womb of all future clubbing and dance (music), and third, its first steps.
Konk etc., + WBLS/KISS/KTU + (Paradise) Garage and Fun House.
Trust ya soaked and soared and m'nos. one, living pianist, ( Mitsuko Uchida, at two),
Murray Perahia on '...Angels 3'?
Talking...?, New Yawk, and a King:
When it comes to filmmakers who are, among oher things, distinguished for their strong and passionate connection to New York City, names such as Martin Scorsese, Sidney Lumet and Spike Lee naturally come to mind. However, there’s one crucial director, symbol of the American independent cinema of the nineties, that mustn’t be forgotten. Abel Ferrara’s two arguably most accomplished films, King of New York and Bad Lieutenant, are blood-soaked love letters to the city which made Ferrara a person and artist that he is today.
NY 81-84 taught me to appreciate the cinema. Took twenty years to 'get Hip-Hop'.
Peep around me helped with my unmistakable 'rap-ignorance'. Homemade mix-tape or two but all I knew about were the US instrumentals. Backing tracks, for all the rap coming out. Not for release and commercial profit. Not, nowadays archived and in the public realm, aka YouTube.
From 2000ish stated, 279 on Friday nights, was the conversion.
Something like; 'Last night a D.J. saved my life'. Describes a degree of literal reality. Words to sing and of utmost importance in moderating the fears and phobias. Lifting me on. DTrain/Keep On and so many others — did that. Voices of reassurance.
Not saying, isn't a common experience. On about checking my current diet and input? That positive and intentional up-building, contend comes through unambiguous language. Not feeling the struggles of life so much, suppose it matters less. As for me... need music to help.
Realising all over again, how much we grow our appetites and our state of mind. How far is it about; Hear what's said and through ongoing emotional responses, shape up... or pull down? Our mental wellness somewhat realigning, with whatever gets told.
Not any old how and admit being put-off with new–agey talk–ourselves–into theories. Get up and yap into a mirror. Not that, more about a combo with music and in intense regularity. The NY advantage was it came blasting from the streets and shops, cabs and what have you, all sharing a single, out-now, playlist. Easy to soak in.
Without which, can't imagine how else could have carried on in such a spot, being so young.
Message: Find words and beats that can inspire, charge up, impart hope and stir up the best going forward. Can't now listen to DTrain and does it. Get food elsewhere but my reckoning is the need for a whole lot more.
'Nostalgia' doesn't satisfy. Not re-living time-'then', the rewinds of the music, and thought's about...?
About/ '...words to sing and of utmost importance in moderating the fears and phobias.'
Sing, and silent version, and, resonance inside?
NY, was NY, ...because of the positive vibrations, shared in the streets. Three radio stations, pop'd the spot. Dance Music. Motivate me on, music.
ANSWER: Better go-again at my sight and ears on the unseen.
On a Holla from God to blog(?) /Resting on God, able to... be open/ Question, convictions/ Reckon-on in-faith/ Be wrong...
That last one is the kicker, and, fuel in the rocket.
Two strengths, acknowledge and know, stand as accurate, truth about me: 'Turn-up on time, and been wrong. a lot'? Over a decade, the puzzle awaking brings, isn't the dastardly working of the elite' movers. Past the gulping and gob-smacking angst of the NWO etc., is the top terror:
The Not Awake. I.e., dead and asleep about the world and into historical dishonesty and/or, avoidance. All hidden, for by all accounts, and appearances in life of, 'having the whereabouts'.
A rigorous searching for reality to bite, open to alternative commentary on the political/social going on's...? A mantra of mindlessness. Tune-in/drop-out: Searching, and researching, for (the) truth is unimportant. Equivalent interest and talking about physical death.
Get, why the mystery and difficulty, remains and kept private, and so on.
Blog, to discover, and why, no/low resistance, to being fooled by 'Conspiracy Theorist'? Enough that someone can't see their way out of the cheap deflection. Does boogle, the, old noddle, (mind).
Pondered on, for rational explanations, and unsatisfied? What gave me the in and overcome, moderate levels of pride and rebellion. Yet..., the damn, burst.
'Turn up' as a strength?
Not, for destinations, unwise, or inappropriate. That said, a training in waiting. On lateness and accompanying let-downs. In, Do Suffer Fools/foolishness, as it builds-up capacity, to accept the experiences. No longer disappointment over someone and transferred incrementally into despair for all, (humanity).
1. 'Of Women And Men.'
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In Full Agreement with No Platforming when on-line. No need to tell me, De-platforming, a personal choice is a mouse-click and done.
Click us off at source, i.e., the Govt./PLC., pull the plug?
All the puppets, the presstitutes spluttering up a dust cloud yapping, "cool it, maaann" it's "Free Speech, ....But,"
A-GONER for ALL.
Why, MUST and STOP. The dreadful few. The SAD and BAD (somehow/where), Men and Women.
VOICES OF THE BEAST.
As for the physical version, as in; stopping a public meeting, a 'talk'?
YES, ...when, enough, non-violent protesters' achieve the goal, through the power, and conviction, of their presence.
Living in social accountability: when local people live and work in, the vicinity.
In the US last year a local Police force behaved badly, arresting a mum and child in a park, and the restrictions. Evasive action by the force and a crowd gathered outside their station? Sometime later, same crowd went to visit Mr. Plod where he lived.
For the past year, press agent proliferators of mass deception have been spreading managed news misinformation and disinformation about seasonal-flu-renamed covid.
The so-called menacing pandemic has been showing up annually for time immemorial with no accompanying fear-mongering mass deception campaign and other harmful to health and well-being practices that transformed normality in the West into a diabolical new abnormal.
Fake news and mass deception are standard practice by Big Media.
They’re mortal enemies of truth and full disclosure on issues mattering most.
Along with pushing Big Lies about covid, they support unacceptable social control, the greatest ever transfer of wealth scam from ordinary people to privileged ones, and mass-jabbing of toxins that don’t protect and risk serious harm to health that can be fatal.
Endless mind-manipulating propaganda terrorized and perhaps traumatized most Americans and others in the West to believe they’re threatened since last year by what happens annually like clockwork.
The most sustained mass deception campaign in modern memory continues with no end of it in prospect.
Media Promoted Fear-Mongering Mass Deception, Stephen Lendman, January, 17, 2021
SCRAMBLED HEADS AND SNOOKERING OUTCOMES.
THE LAST OUTPOST WORTH FIGHTING-FOR REPENTANCE, ARE THE UNASHAMED SMARTY-ARTY MEDIA-HEADS. THE MOST COMPLICIT PEOPLE-GROUP IN THE DECLINE AND FALL. THE PUNDITS. SWISH AND LIPPY ALT.RIGHT-ER TYPES AND WE THE UNION LEFTIES. ALL THEM SMARMY LIBERALS THAT FILL PAPERS AND T.V. WITH THEIR DREARY COMPLACENCY AND UTTER BUBBLE-WORLD CRAP.
Lion Of Public Communications And Reasons For Civility. WHY LISTEN TO SOMETHING BEFORE... [ ... ] Know A More Important Message?
ACCEPTING, our social world around is balanced on the questions Chris' attempts to answer.
Seeds to grow are living and breathing out of the mouth of Chris.
A new and rapidly growing journalistic “beat” has arisen over the last several years that can best be described as an unholy mix of junior high hall-monitor tattling and Stasi-like citizen surveillance. It is half adolescent and half malevolent. Its primary objectives are control, censorship, and the destruction of reputations for fun and power. Though its epicenter is the largest corporate media outlets, it is the very antithesis of journalism.