Gotta crap wad of shoes? Feel like spittin'? Want to contribute? Do you find yourself drowning in an oasis of shoes, spittin' some lyrics, and thinkin' about things to contribute to? Did I spell contribute, correctly?
October 28th in Foutain Square in the basement of the Murphy Building, there will be all of that in one room. With performances from Nazeeha Khalid, Ashira, Whitney Coleman, and many more, you'll be able to empty your closet, hear some great music, and give to a good cause. Also, you can do all of that for free. So, if you're gonna be bored tomorrow, why not find yourself in Fountain Square with a pair of shoes, kickin' it?
If you haven't noticed, recently I've stumbled across an artist, by the name of Jesse Boykins III, whose music I have already grown fond of. As obvious as his sense of originality is, the quality that stood out most was his preference of music and style, and the fact that it didn't stifle his ability to sing with a soulful feng-shui. As an artist of many forms, the dilemma relentlessly reoccurring in journeys of development is the question, " How creative can I be without disturbing my talent at its full potential?"
After weeks, maybe months of pondering on such an idea, I fell victim to categorizing and limiting my art. But thanks to @LittleIntrovert, this theory has been diminished. Now, I have the inspiration to do whatever it is I seek to display, without concern of "talent that makes sense" and the only question standing in the pits of my wee-little cerebellum is, "What is genuinely original?" Where does original thought come from, and how can one separate it from the more fraudulence fad-seekers of today's media society? In a world where so many people turn to so many extremities to stand out, who are the people with the genuine "odd ball" gene? Is it in the display, or does it carry itself on the surfacing twist of the tongue? What is the Face of Different?
In 2011, Planet Earth has witnessed everything from trans-racial lifestyles, to obscene piercings, to said sadistic commentary, to trans-gendered citizens. Some people would say change is the most difficult, yet most common aspect of chronological growth. Others would tell you that the world and its presence of man is coming to an abrupt end. But, some might show you the differences being expressed, and allow you to observe that a vast majority of us are simply running out of ideas. After all, isn't it known that the human psyche grows weary of repetition and mundanity of tradition, and in result don't rules get broken, minds get provoked, and eras give birth? Say difference is a necessity, should we leave it up to the Universe and God to produce it's own indigo children? Should we force what naturally comes, and monitor what presents itself as original versus acts of despair? Lately, the main idea of all trends has been to be a certain extensive version of "you". Be it mixing and matching fashion statements through time, or maybe even negligence of hygiene. The conclusion at hand is indeed, do something, anything to be exceptional to the naked eye, and somehow people have still found a way to limit us, by adding the ungodly subject matter of normality. In this case, you claim for sanity and acceptance is at stake when expressing exactly what you want. Without tact, without censorship, without insecurity and concern for others aims and belief systems. Ironically, the dispute has created such a sensation that once again the people genuinely different are exiled. It seems as though the face of different will never be accepted in mass appeal, and that will be scar that serves as the insignia for those of us who are... original.
I don't know about you guys... but this is a huge ass banner. Anyway, if you heard "Slaughter On The Audio" with Grey Granite and Freddie Bunz, we have GOT to try out with sounds more like MURDER ON THE RADIO!! Now, I'm new to Dub Step, but dude... I just might try acid them turn this track up. I gives me honor, to present yet ANOTHER reason why The Forty5th Floor loves to show #localove... Peep This...
Sunday Night @ Midtown's Spoken SoulFood Sunday's, it's going UP & DOWN! We Speak Volumes & De Gud Life are coming together to throw yet another city-exploding event. Featuring Ejaaz The Spazz & The Cranes, with special guests Rehema McNeil, Theon Lee, and Adrian Bless, prepare yourself to become "Forever Young". Get even more exposure to the art Indy's youth has to offer. ALSO!!! Bring an extinguisher, please... Shit's gonna be FIRE! ( I thought it sounded cool...) BE THERE Sunday, October 23rd.
The Forty5th Floor would like to display even more #Localove. If you embody hip-hop in its rawest form, check out another local musical "jean-yass", Ben-Real. Preaching about the unorthodox lifestyle, in rapid lyrical speeds and techniques, Ben-Real opens up a can of knowledge, creativity, and whoop-ass all in the same breathe. Just another reason why Indianapolis is the best kept-secret, and another reason to be on The Forty5th Floor. Peep this...
Ya like what you see? There's more where that came from...
Don't feel like going to the Classic, but you STILL wanna get out tonight? Wanna go to the classic, but ain't got the money to spend on $500 bags of air with two chips at the bottom? Come on out to Write-On tonight. No stage fright pressure, no overwhelming crowds, and free food. $5 at the door, which opens @8p, and the rest of the night is yours to "Kick back" with Epic.
