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I could go for a really deep anylsis, but that might break it. (Part 2)

Don't follow orders from song lyrics! (from 99 Problems):
If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward.

And, you know, listen to more lyrics they don't like. Or just press eject. Or don't buy the CD.

This needs no explnation
(from 99 Problems):
You know the type loud as a motor bike
But wouldn't bust a grape in a fruit fight.


OK, thats all I got. I was going to talk about another stupid lyric, but it was too mean. And anouther, well, it was the high song. It's suposed to be stupid. So, in conclusion, I'm lazy.

Posted on 21 June, 2005 | Post Page |

I could go for a really deep anylsis, but that might break it. (Part 1)

A Kinda Deep Analysis of Modern Pop Music: Jay-Z's The Black Album

In a way, I almost feel tricked into listening to this album. I don't listen to that much rap and don't like a lot of it, but when I heard of the Gray Album I thought it would be cool to try it out. For you see, the Gray Album is a remix of the Black Album with the White Album by the Beetles. It's such a random idea, but it made quite possibly the bast rap album I have ever heard. Thats not saying much, yet I still recommend listening to it (see bottom for how).

Anyway, even though the Gray Albums beats are infectious, the lyrics of Black Album live up to rap's reputation for idiotic lyrics. Here are a few examples.

The Definition of Pretension (From: Interlude):
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this recording as a living testament and recollection of history in the making during our generation."

It seems appropriate to begin this article for the first words of the album, which sets the egotistical tone of the whole album. Most of the songs on the following album are about Jay-Oz's own personal experience; hard to call that the history of our generation. That's like calling this article a scholarly study that will be mentioned in textbooks as a defining moment of pop culture study.

Also notice how literate and normal sounding these lines are. Now look at the next part of the song:

Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Hov', OH, H-to-the-O-V
I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z
I guess even back then you can call me
CEO of the R-O-C, Hov'!

Deep Man, Deep (from: December 4th):
They say, "they never really miss you till you dead or you gone."

If someone is neither dead or gone then what are they?

This one I like (From: Brush Your Shoulders Off):
If you feelin like a pimp n---a, go and brush your shoulders off.

It's not that good, rather nonsensical really, but there is one thing that I really like about it. He uses the word feelin instead of being. The word pimp really doesn't mean what it used to mean, you know, a master of prostitutes. Wane Brady if you will. But it has lost this meaning to the point where the show Pimp My Ride can have the word in the title and not have a single thing to do with hos and the like. The show even sometimes goes for that sentimental, this is a great person and we're doing something for him vibe. In other words, the exact opposite of what a pimp is.

So, yea. Many people can feel like pimps even though very few are pimps. And that is that.

(part 2 2morrow)

How to get the Gray Album:
1. Download BitTorrent from here.
2. Go to here to find the torrent link at the bottom of the page. Click and wait through download.
3. Because it's in a zip file you may have to download a program to unzip it, you know, a program like this. Anyway, you probably already can.
4. Play the damn music!

Posted on 20 June, 2005 | Post Page |

Ok, so this was posted a week ago.

This just made my day.
Old dirty songs from THE TOFU HUT

It also has a song from The Beets. You know, from the cartoon Doug. Yea. Cartoons are cool.


Posted on 19 June, 2005 | Post Page |

Yes, they can print articles like this in England.

If you read my profile you can probably see why this article is of interest to me. I mean, theres a lot of musicians in New Orleans.

The truth of making sweet music

-Stolen from Boing Boing

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Top of the sidebar thing

I've decided to archive the things I put on the top of the side bar for future generations to enjoy. If you are of those upcoming generations, I want to offer you a few words of hope, "Some robots is kind."


Notice! The writer of IAI will not be able to write on his blog from now till June 19.That means this site will not change for a whole week. Isn't it nice in this ever changing world to have one constant? For a week?
- Ran from the Eleventh of June, 2005 to the date that you should know just by reading it. Jeez. Do I have to tell you everything?

IAI has been called, "Way too thought out."
- Ran from the nineteenth of June, 2005 to twenty-first of June, 2005.

IAI will be gone till the twenty-eighth. Yea, I'm gone again. I'm like the WIND!
- Ran from the twenty-first of June, 2005 to the twenty-ninth of June, 2005. OK, so I posed on here one day later than I planned. It doesn't matter (see next top of sidebar.)

I am the only person who subscribes to my own blog. It's only kinda sad.
- Ran from the twenty-ninth of June, 2005 to the thirtieth of June, 2005. Never really liked it anyway.

Take the MIT Weblog Survey
- Ran from the thirtieth of June, 2005 to the third of July, 2005.

My chatterbox is lonely... So very lonely.
- Ran from the the third of July, 2005 to the Fourth of July, 2005.

Everybody's Got Something to Hide... Except For Me and My Monkey
- Ran from the the Fourth of July, 2005 to the Seventh of July, 2005.

Congratulations on winning the Olympic bid London Umm... *sigh*
- Ran from the the Seventh of July, 2005 to the Thirteenth of July, 2005, around the time of the underground bombing. I couldn't think of anything to say.

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I'm back, byoueaches

Try to pronounce that, byoueach!


If you are wondering where the heck I went for the past week you probably don't know where I went. If you wondered about it but still knew where I was you are a little odd. But hay, people have done weirder things. Anyway, I'm only going to tell people where I went on a need to know basis. You know, to protect the innocent.

But if there is one thing that I learned last week is that anything that I try to do will most certainly be taken the wrong way if it possibly can be. For example, let's say I tell a girl that she is the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen. Then I will be called a pervert and arrested for sexual harassment. Or if I trip, fall and break my arm someone will think it's self inflicted and sign me up for counseling. Or, if the least probable thing is to happen, I will make a comment about the greatness of general Patton and get drafted in the army only to be discharged after breaking my arm in an odd encounter with a muslim woman.

Wait a second, I think I just gave away where I was the past week. Crap.

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