say something baby: hip hop and telling our stories

it’s time to say something.

there are signs on the new york city subways that read: if you see something, say something. drake’s new timbaland produced release, is called, say something baby. “precious,” a soon to be released movie outing a story of incest and illiteracy (based on “push”) recently blew audiences away at cannes film festival.

whether you the type to pay attention to signs or not. i think it is time to say something. time to tell your story.

seven years ago in october, i shrugged the chains of sex based slavery and said something. i said no. i said stop. i said i can be more free and more safe than this. i said this to my family, who i still love dearly (with the help of healthy boundaries) and sometimes hate. i did not know how to put an end to patterns of family based sexual violence, but i did it anyway. because it was time to say something. you can too.

say something baby.

i respect drake’s flow. video choices not so much. why was “you da best,” such a good, courageous, women loving song and such a same ol’ same ol’ objectifying video? someone needs to do a remix of that missed opportunity. but on the flow tip, drake is a writer’s rapper. with his lyrics and sound, drake is able to pull recognition, alignment, allegiance from our ears which are our eyes when it comes to music.

“say something baby,” is a message women usually don’t get. often we’re told to be quiet, explicitly or implicitly (you know when you get that look? or when you hear that dismissive tone in how they address you?). so i’m digging the message from jump, plus i’m drawn in by the opening strains of timabaland’s juice laden synth and drake’s sexy-smart-boy next door flow. there are only a couple thousand hits on the youtube of this song, but i imagine that won’t last long. especially when they release the full version. till then, ima be playing the two minute version. music is definitely my drug of choice.

here’s to saying something.

peace,

roopstar

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One thought on “say something baby: hip hop and telling our stories

  1. Debi R-C says:

    Music and survival- courage, a good marking post seven years after.
    OK What do I see?

    I see my city about to be sold
    For her own “protection”
    in one week, we will see
    exactly how much we cost
    to be free.
    This is what we call democracy.

    On family, violence, and silence
    I could take the beatings and
    I could take the screamings
    It was just the little one inside,
    who needed a place to hide
    So I made one in my mind

    I can walk through the valley
    of the Shadow
    it’s cool there
    No one bothers me

    Lucifer, let me show you
    how to fall
    Problem is-
    you had it all
    So start with nothing
    and give it all away

    My worst fear
    Not that I would die
    But that my mother would
    leave
    She would say
    “I should have had an abortion-”
    So my existence
    leaves me with a question

    Why did she stay?

    It’s a story then-
    not a love story
    but a story about love
    and survival

    Fall, keep falling
    Now-
    Get back up

    Language fails
    And I think I’m dumb

    Why did I stay?
    No I didn’t
    I ran away
    Why did I return?

    Again a love story-
    I have a sister
    And we were a double star
    And I would see her shine
    So simple
    We were a family.

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