Obviously the Black males seen behind Eminem during his “freestyle” on the BET Hip Hop Awards and those who are praising Eminem for the contents of his freestyle have either forgiven, forgotten, do not care or may be ignorant of his 1988 and 1993 racist recordings, which were exposed by The Source Magazine in 2003.
The Source distributed a cd of Eminem’s racists recordings with one of their publications. Eminem can be heard calling black people “moon crickets” and “porch monkeys”. He also called black women “bitches” countless times, accused black women of being materialistic and warned men never to date black women. Yet, he called Trump a racist? Isn’t that the pot calling the kettle black?
Lastly, just because Eminem expressed his disdain for Trump does not mean he is your friend or ally. In the words of Dr. Amos and Dr. John Henrike Clarke, “We have no friends”.
Here is the recording:
Steely Dan gave us an alternative to the tedious 3 major chord usual modern music. Pentatonic scales sound ok, but a guitarist familiar with the modes stands out as special, Wonder what he died of. Aa.
Any requests? I will start with “The Gambler” and “Hurt” his last song.
What do you consider to be the best song "Johnny Cash" ever sang?
I will keep on adding songs, when I'm in the mood
I was in my late teen when i first heard this song on my dad's old casset recorder + radio.. i waited for a number of days listening to the radio to get it recorded.. finally got it.. but the lyrics..
There's something inside me that falls beneath the surface.
Consuming.. confusing..
I was like what?
Replayed the song a number of times n got the lyrics on a peice of paper..
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling..
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Discomfort endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface consuming
Confusing what is real
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending controlling
Confusing what is real....
(This time lyrics are coppied from the internet)
From this day onwards, music became the way i could understan what i was feeling..
Chester's voice screamed out all the emotions bottled in my mind.. i felt comfortable.. expressed..
Thank you..