todo mundo

Great presentations from William Julius Wilson, Orlando Patterson, and Lani Guinier on November 7 at the Race, Culture & Inequality Graduate Student Workshop. The audio is a bit muffled so turn up your speakers or put on headphones. Enjoy!

Anmol Chaddha, Introduction

William Julius Wilson

Orlando Patterson

Lani Guinier

Q&A

Sunset Stan (alum of my 2005 Algebra/Geometry class!) fixes up Busta’s bizarro Arab Money with a current vision of currency revision:

Next time you’re at the store
And they ask what you’re paying with
Tell them, “Obama Money”

And check SB in the studio pumping up his boy, the aptly named, Arab:

Sunset Stan / A-rab collabo 2009 !

Cada idioma necesita un gran canción de todos los verdades. En íngles, tenemos eso clásico del YouTube, “We Didn’t Start The Fire.” Me parece que Calle 13 trataba crear uno para español con “Nadie Como Tú.” Calle es más de un poco cursí pero es por que se amamos. Aquí, la letra original y mi traducción.

Primero, un actuación “MUY hermoso XDDDD” (no puedo poner el video profesional porque los tontos en Sony/BMG bloquearon embedding - aún yo lo copié y recargué debajo de mi nombre!):

Y la letra en español:

En el mundo hay gente bruta y astuta,
hay vírgenes y prostitutas,
ricos pobres clase media,
cosas bonitas y un par de tragedias,

Hay personas gordas medianas y flacas,
caballos, gallinas, ovejas y vacas,
hay muchos animales con mucha gente,
personas cuerdas y locos de mente.

En el mundo hay mentiras y falsedades,
hechos, verdades y casualidades,
hay mentalidades horizontales,
verticales y diagonales.

Derrotas y fracasos accidentales,
medallas, trofeos y copas mundiales,
en el mundo hay vitaminas y proteínas,
marihuana, éxtasis y cocaína.

Hay arboles, ramas, hojas y flores,
hay muchas montañas de colores,
en el mundo hay decisiones divididas,
entradas, salidas, debut, despedidas,

Hay inocentes, hay homicidas,
hay muchas bocas, y poca comida,
hay gobernantes y presidentes,
hay agua fría y agua caliente.

En el mundo hay micrófonos,
y altoparlantes,
hay seis mil millones de habitantes,
hay gente ordinaria y gente elegante,
pero pero pero…

No hay nadie como tu,
no hay nadie como tu mi amor,
no hay nadie como tu.
no hay nadie como tu,
no hay nadie como tu mi amor,
no hay nadie como tu.

En el mundo siempre se mueve la tierra,
hay tanques de oxigeno y tanques de guerra,
si el sol y la luna nos dan energía,
se duerme de noche, y se vive de día.

Hay gente que rectifica lo que dice,
hay mucha gente que se contradice,
hay algarrobas y algas marinas,
hay vegetarianos y carnicerías.

Hay tragos amargos y golosinas,
hay enfermedades y medicinas,
hay bolsillos llenos, carteras vacías,
hay mas ladrones que policías.

Hay religiones, hay ateísmo,
hay capitalismo, y comunismo,
aunque nos parecemos no somos los mismos,
porque porque…

no hay nadie como tu
no hay nadie como tu mi amor
no hay nadie como tu
como tu
no hay nadie como tu
no hay nadie como tu mi amor
no hay nadie como tu
como tu

En el mundo existen muy buenas ideas,
hay don quijotes y dulcineas,
hay sexo en el baño, sexo en la cama,
sexo sin ropa, sexo en piyama.

Hay cosas reales y melodramas,
hay laberintos y crucigramas,
hay chiste en llamadas que nadie contesta,
hay muchas preguntas y pocas respuestas.

Hay gente valiente, gente con miedo,
gente que el mundo no le importa un bledo,
gente parada, gente sentada,
gente soñando y gente despertando.

Hay gente que nace, gente que muere,
hay gente que odia, y gente que quiere,
en este mundo hay mucha gente
pero pero pero….

No hay nadie como tu,
no hay nadie como tu mi amor,
no hay nadie como tu…

Y la remix illllllllllllll de Toy Selectah (mp3 at the Mad Decent blog):

In the world, there are stupid people and smart people
There are virgins and whores
Rich, poor, middle class,
Beautiful things and even some tragedy

There are fat people, medium-sized, and skinny
Horses, hens, sheep, and cows
There are many animals and many people
People who have it together and those going crazy

In the world there are liars and hypocrites
Facts, truths, and chances,
There are many frames of mind,
Horizontal, vertical, and diagonal

Defeats, accidental failures,
Medals, trophies, and World Cups
In the world there are vitamins and proteins,
Marijuana, ecstacy, and cocaine

There are trees, branches, leaves, and flowers
There are many mountains of color
In the world there are split decisions,
Entrances, exits, hellos, and goodbyes

There are innocents, there are murderes,
There are many mouths and little food,
There are governors and presidents,
There is cold water and hot water.

In the world there are microphones,
and loudspeakers,
There are six thousand million inhabitants,
There are ordinary people and elegant people
but but but …

There is no one like you,
There is no one like you, my love,
There is no one like you.
There is no one like you,
There is no one like you, my love,
There is no one like you.

In the world the earth always moves,
There are oxygen tanks and war tanks,
If the sun and the moon give us their energy,
Sleep by night and live by day

There are people that go back on what they say,
There are many people that contradict themselves,
There are (carob?) beans and seafood,
There are vegetarians and butchers.

There are bitter pills and sweet candies,
There are diseases and medicines,
Ther are pockets that are full, and wallets that are empty,
There are more thieves than police!

There are religions, there is atheism,
There is capitalism, and communism,
But still it seems that we aren’t the same,
Because because …

There is no one like you,
There is no one like you, my love,
There is no one like you.
There is no one like you,
There is no one like you, my love,
There is no one like you.

In there world there exists many beautiful ideas,
There are Don Quixotes and Dulcineas,
There is sex in the tub, and sex in the bed,
There is sex without clothes, and sex in pajamas,

There are real things and melodramas,
There are mazes and crosswords,
There is a so-called joke but no one says the punchline,
There are so many questions and so very few answers.

There are valiant people and people worth shit,
People who couldn’t give a damn for the world,
People just standing there, people sitting down,
People that are dreaming and people waking up.

There are people being born, people that are dying,
There are people that hate, and people that want,
In this world thare are many many people
but but but …

There is no one like you,
There is no one like you, my love,
There is no one like you.
There is no one like you,
There is no one like you, my love,
There is no one like you.

Pronto los latinamericanos pueden hacer chistes…

Cabide DJ live on Global Frequency, WMBR, 21 October 2008.

You can hear Global Frequency every Tuesday from 7-8pm ET on wmbr.org or 88.1FM in Cambridge/Boston.

Também, muito mais Cabide está aqui: cabidedj.com!

DJ Green Lantern, Russell Simmons & Barack Obama - Yes We Can: The Mixtape
(( Direct download ))

Dear Rappers,

Please do not go back to sleep after Barack becomes president! We need your voices and minds.

Sincerely,

Kevin

DJayCee & Brooklyn Collectiv DJs Present: Hip-Hop For Change (Yes We Can)
(( Direct download ))

Remember when Neil Young became the godfather of grunge?

Neil Young and Pearl Jam - “Rockin In The Free World”

Could Elephant Man play a similar mentor role for the How Mi Look generation?

Elephant Man hanging with Ding Dong, Wacky Fresh Prince

Both Elephant Man and Neil Young had long, respected careers in advance of their adoptive paternity. Both found commercial success representing the perimeter of a mainstream; Young with unconventionally brutish guitar playing and vocoder experiments, Ele with a raver-punk aesthetic and genre-defying references in his voicings.

Neil Young rode the grunge wave, took to stage and studio with Pearl Jam, and found his career revived. Still quite on top of his game, Elephant Man needs no such renewal but still he reaches out to the fitted-clothes contingent in each new voicing, crying “Sweep!” and shouting out various dance crews along the JA-BK-MySpace circuit.

Elephant Man - “Sweep (Self Defense Riddim)”

The energy and fraternity is there. We just need that “Rockin in the Free World” moment to push this thing to the next level. After all, Elephant Man’s elastic voice may be the only one that can quell the worried haters who can’t handle a little gender-confusion inna di dancehall.

This video of Richard Trumpka - white, manly, and mustachioed - shouting down racism reminded me of Shelby Steele as quoted by Janny Scott back in March:

[T]he lack of discourse about race [in the U.S. today] is a product of political correctness, “the language of white guilt.”

Asked what is needed to break the stalemate, he said, “White bravery.”