I’m addicted to Jamaican gangsta rap. I admit it.
How does that go down in certain poet-based areas of your life?
Ok… maybe “addicted” is too strong a word. I like it. I think it’s happy dance music, but I don’t play it all the time.
My musical tastes are quite versitile, depending on my mood. Lately, the song in my head is from 1936: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Way_You_Look_Tonight
As far as the poet is concerned, my guess is that he’d be open to just about anything, but you can ask him, if you like.
He wasn’t keen that I genred rap as modern day poetry…
I bet seeing it as poetry would be different from seeing it as music… OR maybe not. My dad would say rap of any sort is definitely not music. But there is something about the cadence of this sort of music that’s relaxing and fun.
How does that go down in certain poet-based areas of your life?
Ok… maybe “addicted” is too strong a word.
I like it. I think it’s happy dance music, but I don’t play it all the time.
My musical tastes are quite versitile, depending on my mood. Lately, the song in my head is from 1936: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Way_You_Look_Tonight
As far as the poet is concerned, my guess is that he’d be open to just about anything, but you can ask him, if you like.
He wasn’t keen that I genred rap as modern day poetry…
I bet seeing it as poetry would be different from seeing it as music… OR maybe not.
My dad would say rap of any sort is definitely not music. But there is something about the cadence of this sort of music that’s relaxing and fun.