S.Phansavanh

Tagged : Books to read

I’m on my way to see if I can pick up a few books from the library or the store. If you’re not connected to me on Goodreads, here’s what I’m off to find:

Highway to Hell
by John Geddes

The Night of the Gun: A Reporter Investigates the Darkest Story of His Life. His Own.
by David Carr

A Wolf at the Table: A Memoir
by Augusten Burroughs

The Thief’s Journal
by Jean Genet

No One Belongs Here More Than You: Stories
by Miranda July

House of Leaves
by Mark Z. Danielewski

The Ridiculous Race
by Steve Hely

A Feast Of Snakes
by Harry Crews

The Bloody Chamber
by Angela Carter

The Story of Edgar Sawtelle: A Novel
by David Wroblewski

Snow White, Blood Red
by Ellen Datlow, Terri Windling

Feelin' downtrodden
Fresh kid turned rotten
I can't believe how naive that I've gotten
Over the years seems like I'm gettin' dumber
Reminiscing to a time when I was younger with a hunger
Full of dreams, determination, self-esteem 
But now it seems they hesitate to be on my team
You know the routine, when you winnin' and grinnin'
All up in your face, like they was with you from the beginnin'
But on the flipside,
When you washed up like a riptide
Fools clown 'bout how you slipped and let shit slide
Beside the fact
My voice is wack
Clowns is runnin' around, talkin' 'bout I smoke crack
Ain't got no homies that got my back
Yeah I'm a brotha, but some times I don't feel black
My girl is white
My game ain't tight		
Niggas who ain't seen me in a while be like "Dude, you aight?"

Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like "What's up Fatlip?," and I say "Coolin'"
Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like "What's up Fatlip?," and I say "Coolin'"
Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like "What's up Fatlip?," and I say "Coolin'"
Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like

[Fat Lip]
I go out like a sucka almost every day
In the back of your mind you prob'ly thinkin' I was gay
But naw, I'm just a bitch ass nigga
The type to get jacked as if I was a rich ass nigga
See I been a loser just about all my life
Type that try turn a ho to a housewife
What do you expect
I give respect
And feel for a ho niggas keep in check
I'm far from hard
Emotionally scarred
On Pico Boulevard
I would be regarded as a retard
I make myself sick
Get on my own nerves
Immature, insecure,
Grown up nerd
Has-been MC				
On a label that's unstable
Choppin' bliggy on the table

Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like "What's up Fatlip?," and I say "Coolin'"
Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like "What's up Fatlip?," and I say "Coolin'"
Who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
When they be like "What's up Fatlip?," and I say "Coolin'"
who am I kiddin', who am I foolin'
when they be like "What's up Fatlip?" (ahh)

[voice in background, spoken]
Hey man, yeah man what's up wid' it
I still got it
Yeah yeah, I been working on my step
Hey check this out
Yo check this out:
	(sung)
	"She keeps on"
	"She keeps on"
Haaaa
I still got it

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Hipster: The Dead End of Western Civilization

I hate hipsters as much as the next man, but the one thing that sort of caught me about Adbuster’s new essay was this:

[Marketers] get paid to co-opt youth culture and then re-sell it back at a profit. In the end, hipsters are sold what they think they invent and are spoon-fed their pre-packaged cultural livelihood.

The idea, that marketers weren’t quick enough to react to other key youth movements (Punk, Hip Hop, Grunge, etc.), but are now privy to the mechanics of hipsters because of blogs and parties, is an interesting one.

I wonder how far Punk or Hip Hop would have gotten if today’s media saturation existed back then.

Essay via tokyohanna