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Monday, April 18, 2005


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.


Blogger Hashim said...

...or maybe they really love each other and since they are celebrities, don't mind cameras following them around.

April 18, 2005 11:35 AM

Blogger Joey said...

I feel as though I see more and more interracial couples (and if Jamie from the Real World ever winds up in the same room as I'm in, that could be one more), so perhaps there is growing acceptance of them? I think that there is still a cultural disdain for them (and the "Hitch" casting controversy was just the latest proof), but my hope is that a "grass roots" (for lack of a better term) movement will emerge and force the mainstream media to start portraying more mixed couples.

April 18, 2005 1:25 PM

Blogger Swifty said...

good point Hashim - maybe I am overanalyzing

What was the Hitch controversey?

April 18, 2005 3:20 PM

Blogger Joey said...

When casting "Hitch," the producers were uncomfortable casting a white woman in the Eva Mendes role because they felt as though the public wouldn't see the movie, rejecting the image of Will Smith with a white girl. The producers also wouldn't cast a black woman because they didn't think that the movie would have broad-based appeal if it featured a love story about two black people. The solution? A theoretically "neutral" option, Mendes.

Kind of messed up, you know?

April 19, 2005 11:05 AM


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