Explosions In The Sky
Album: The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Space
Song: Your Hand In Mine
The guy has great stage presence. Has a broad sense of theatricality and showmanship. And his flow is admirable, from time to time. His rhymes are pretty good too. So why do I hate Kanye West?
"What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing." - Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan
"There is nothing so pitiful as a young cynic because he has gone from knowing nothing to believing nothing." - Maya Angelou as quoted in Neal Zero, The Truth in Words
As a society we tend to overvalue cynicism. It implies a type of world weariness born from hard earned, perhaps bitter, experience. As such it implies wisdom. As such it implies intelligence. And it carries with it a cool cachet.
Close your eyes and picture a cynic. I see only the pretense of cool, of intelligence, and of wisdom. I see someone trying very hard to impress, more interested in the pages of Vogue than the pages of Mother Jones. I see someone with a chip on his shoulder, eager to prove his knowledge but lacking the subtlety to contextualize that knowledge. I see someone more than willing to proselytize and to preach but someone ill equipped to listen closely. I see someone desperate to succeed, but only in fields that popular culture values important. I see Kanye West.
Okay. Now wipe that picture from your memory, and watch this: Explosions in the Sky, Your Hand in Mine. I see a group of people who don't care how they are perceived. I see a group of people willing to create something beautiful simply for the sake of beauty. I see youthful idealism, perhaps even Romanticism. I see nerdy earnestness. I see a group of people with whom I would like to sit and discuss music and art and whatever else we might feel passionately about.
Here's the studio version of the song, if you're interested.
Friday, April 29, 2011
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