FLAVOR FLAV!!!!

I was listening to my man PMD on XM radio Sunday night and he made an interesting point about Flavor Flav and the mess that is VH1’s ‘Strange Love.’ He touched on a few interesting points, two in particular that caught my ear while I was working on my late afternoon nap.

The first was that a large portion of the public has a problem with interracial relationships. It certainly doesn’t help that this couple closely resembles a Lower East Side crackhead relationship. I, myself think that the couple itself interracial or not, is bizarre to the point of disgust. Flav is funny as he always has been, but his behavior can be downright disturbing. He is like that drunk uncle or cousin who doesn’t know the line between being cool and being an asshole. And Bridgette seems to be the woman who refuses to acknowledge her age. It ain’t the 80’s honey and you are not the latest blonde bombshell. Both had their 15 minutes of fame and want to extend it to about hour and half. But to be fair Flav will go down in history as an integral member of one of the most important outfits in recorded history.

The second issue was that we should be happy that Flav is getting a check for being…well Flavor. PMD went on to make that point that many of the artists that we grew up on are far from wealthy. I would guess the vast majority of our Hip-Hop elders are barely scraping out a decent living. The millionaire Hip-Hop artist is rare occurrence. For one, many of the classic albums are more critically acclaimed than sales monsters. The fact that ‘Country Grammar’ has sold more than ‘It Takes A Nations Of Millions’ is a tragedy of Shakespearian proportions.

Outside of the rare publishing and royalty check I would imagine that these artists, like most, depend on live performances. And if you are 40 plus, like PE, the ability and demand to perform is not what it used to be. So maybe we should cut Flav a break and chalk it up to the Great American paper chase. People have done a lot worse for a check.

In other news it was such a nice day on Sunday that I took Miles Boogie and Roxy on a walk to Fort Greene Park. Gonna post some my digital point and click photos.

Aight, time to make the donuts.