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

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

September 20th, Tuesday... I attended my alma matta's homecoming this past weekend and I had a half ass time. I should have been excited to see the people I went to college with but I saw them last year and the year before that and the year before that, ad nauseam. They are a year older (as am I), they look tired (as I feel), and they are still telling lies (as I did!).
The routine was the same... I walked around the campus w/ a group of guys I hung out w/ in college. We laughed, we ate, we reminisced, and we talked about people. We talked about the young ones, who we thought did not have a clue about how to manage college like we did, back in the day. In retrospect, who gives a shit if they don't do it like we did? Why would they have to? Actually, homecoming is intended for the alumni to come back and see how things have changed but the events seem to cater for the present students so I'm thinking, "...why even go back every year?" There is no real getting together w/ them. The fraternities and sororities cook, eat, and dance on their plot of land. Everyone else walks around like a bunch of well dressed transients... There's music, loud talking, drinking (under the disguise of some popular drink container), men watching ass shake in skin tight pants and women wondering what the hell they are looking at?
Did I have fun? Not really. Am I glad I went? Yeah, pretty much... I always say I am not going to go but I usually do attend. Will I go next year? I'll say that I'm not but I probably will. How long will I keep up this charade? Hell if I know...

Sunday, July 12, 2009

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

July 12th, Sunday/ I was flipping channels and I stumbled upon MTV. MTV, BET... I don't make it a habit to watch t.v. channels that are initials but I heard something that got my attention and gave me an idea. P. Diddy... Uhh, Puff Daddy... Uhh, Puff Diddy... Umm, P. Daddy... Whatever his name is is coming out with a new show called "Making His Band!" When I heard that I got to thinking, whatever happened to all of the other bands and groups that appeared on his shows? Do they still exist? Are they making music? Are they making any money??? What's up with that?
And then it hit me... I want to produce a show that, in the title itself, would not leave the viewing audience in a fog about where the participants are and how they are doing. The title would say it all!
Since reality shows are a bunch of bullshit, I want to parody them by producing a show called, "Making WHAT Band?" The twist to the show is that there is no band to make! The contestants are there under the guise of making a band. The deal is they just wasted their time! There is no band. There is no future in producing CD's... There will be no tours...No one will know the band's name! There is no band!!! Those who was down with the program, after it is over, is no longer down! You just go home... Your services are no longer needed... No one will contact you about doing a wrap-up show. Stick a fork in your ass, you're done! Wouldn't that be funny?
No, not the show! You sticking a fork in your ass is what's funny! I mean, every time I turn around, there is some show interviewing some fake ass "reality star(?)" who is talking about how much they are now recognized because they were on television... Hell, they did not do a damn thing! How stupid is that? So, why not admit that the show is going to be stupid from jump-street? What? You don't get the premise of my idea? How stupid are you?