Hip hop dichotomy finally complete
Two things that have officially happened, under my watchful gaze, in Dundee:
1. A group of white school children, with intruments (clarinets, violins, gamelans) in tow, walking home from the busstop and yelling out the chorus to "Drop it Like it's Hott(t?)." And you know that shit was word-for-word.
And then seemingly balancing the strangeness of that, the other day I see:
2. A car full of young black men listening to one of Eminem's singles at high volume and definately feeling it.
Sometimes I just don't know. Do I just accept these small, seemingly meaningless but satisfying episodes as gifts? This is the type of thing I think about on nights like tonight, when the rain comes and makes the air cool again and drives everyone back in their homes. We are all little angels this eve. If you are my friend, I love you.
I swear the rest of these won't be so hippy.
1. A group of white school children, with intruments (clarinets, violins, gamelans) in tow, walking home from the busstop and yelling out the chorus to "Drop it Like it's Hott(t?)." And you know that shit was word-for-word.
And then seemingly balancing the strangeness of that, the other day I see:
2. A car full of young black men listening to one of Eminem's singles at high volume and definately feeling it.
Sometimes I just don't know. Do I just accept these small, seemingly meaningless but satisfying episodes as gifts? This is the type of thing I think about on nights like tonight, when the rain comes and makes the air cool again and drives everyone back in their homes. We are all little angels this eve. If you are my friend, I love you.
I swear the rest of these won't be so hippy.
posted by mrboots at 2:44 AM
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