There are many days when I listen to all
sorts of music and there is none better soothing than having a mildly rough
African-American voice gently trumpeting lines of rhymes that can somehow
relate to my experiences in life.
Someone else in the barren world has
experienced what you have, and thanks to our advance in technology. We are now
able to connect in more intimate levels than mere phonecalls, levels where one
can download, purchase or transfer a voice message that resonates within
themselves and play it over and over again. They have their own personal
companion and the relationship cannot be lost because there exists no mutuality
beside the experiences being the same. The singer most likely will never know
the listener and the listener will never know the singer. The singer will be
relieved in that their fan can connect and their fan will be relieved that
there is someone to connect with, and in most cases this connection is
difficult to break.
Connections require strenuous efforts on
both parts of connectors involved. Like magnetic links, two ends needs to be
physically close in order to connect, and in the case of humans, other layers
of connections must be met too. When it comes to rap, the only connector is
experience. All other connectors like similar habits or interests die off
because all humans go through phases, and though experiences are what links one
to rap music, experiences can also tear people and rap music apart. If
anything, though, rap music assists one in acquiring a sense of temporary
relief, a sense of briefly ignoring things or those who rile one in their life.
One becomes attached to their oversized headphones, and when one wears
noise-cancelling headphones they sometimes are cancelling the world.
Some people cannot comprehend why it is
that some rap music contains derogative terms, racial slurs or profanity. Those
three make up a layer of barbed wire, protecting the underlying message
contained within the song, contained within the raw words and the harsh terms.
Sometimes the underlying message is so painful that it is too heartfelt for the
rapper to share with the world what it is, so they have to hand it to the world
on the casing of a bullet. Explosive, and deadly, raw rhyming raps attack on
sight, spitting words like acid burning through the very walls that some people
work so hard to build.
Raw rhyming raps channel through the music
underground and penetrates through the protective layers of listeners,
resonating within their very present state of minds.
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