Thank You Das Racist
It was announced yesterday that rap-band Das Racist broke up. I have nothing to “say about it” – because they are friends of mine, because I am not a music journalist, because sometimes I think so much cultural criticism only takes us away from the art, from visceral reactions and un-researched contextualizations. Sometimes I think the only thing the Tree of Knowledge gives us is the realization that we’re naked.
Anyway, all I want is to thank them for the music, and to share it here with all of you, and perhaps take a moment so in years we remember that during this weird recession time in New York City three smart and talented people had a band called Das Racist and they made fun and meaningful and good music. And, like with anything good, they probably gave us a lot more than we gave them back.
So thank you. YDM dudes.
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You try, and you try, and you try, and you try. But sometimes, love is not enough. You don’t understand. You don’t know what to do.
“Has anyone ever told you that you kind of look like Mr. Squidward from SpongeBob Squarepants? Only when you squint and make that face — the one I really hate.”
We neglect that we are one, an entity.
I may not be with anyone, but I’ve got enough self-respect to know that I deserve someone who values me. I don’t deserve someone that treats me so appallingly, and neither does she.