Tuesday, April 25, 2006

یکی از کارهای سیستم سرمایه داری جهانی (آخ آخ دارم مثل چپی ها می نویسم ... اما خودم تردیدی ندارم که حتی یک درجه هم از زاویه ی ۳۰ درجه -نسبت به صراط مستقیم- انحراف ندارم) این است که اگر نتواند چیزی را نابود کند آنرا چنان از ریخت می اندازد و تبدیلش می کند به یک مزخزفِ حال به هم زن که دلبستگان ان چیز مجبور می شوند ولش کنند و بروند پی یک دلبستگی جدید. اگر قبلا نحبه گرایی قرن بیستمیِ سیمون دوبواری یکجورهایی فاصله ایجاد می کرد -گمانم- حالا عوام زدگی قرن بیست و یکمی تهوع اوری که Media آنرا با ظرافت و توانایی جهان گستر خودش ایجاد می کند مثل یک جور خوره روی سطح مفاهیم را می پوشاند.

این چهار تا ترانه (Song)از چهار خواننده ی مختلف محبوب و پولساز هستند. البته من کمی بی انصافی کردم. Ice Cube با ترانه های اعتراضی اش معروفیت زیادی دارد و در امریکا او را Hip-Hop Renaissance Man می نامند. ... ترانه ای که Ice Cube & YoYo می خوانند Hip Hop است و برای خودش کلی سر و صدا ایجاد کرده و به خاطر مفاهیم ضد اخلاقی اش ایستگاه رادیویی که انرا پخش کرده به صورت رسمی توبیخ شده ... و راستش کم هم روایت آنچه که اینجا می رود نیست.

ترانه های Pink & J-Lo & کریستینا آگلیرا اما که خوانندگان Pop هستند یک مشت جفنگیاتند که Media از آنها به عنوان نمونه ی ترقی زن امریکای شمالی به سمت استقلال یاد می کنند و یکجورهایی دست و پا شکسته نمونه ی Pop Feminism هستند. خنده دار است اما مطالبشان چندان هم نااشنا نیستند.



Christina Aguilera
Fighter

When I, thought I knew you
Thinking, that you were true
I guess I, I couldn't trust
'Cause your bluff time is up
'Cause I've had enough
You were, there by my side
Always, down for the ride
But your, joy ride just came down in flames
'Cause your greed sold me out of shame

After all of the stealing and cheating
You probably think that I hold resentment for you
But, uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable I am to pull through
So I wanna say thank you

'Cause it makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter
Made me learn a little bit faster
Made my skin a little bit thicker
Makes me that much smarter
So thanks for making me a fighter

Never, saw it coming
All of, your backstabbing
Just so, you could cash in
On a good thing before I realized your game
I heard, you're going around
Playing, the victim now
But don't, even begin
Feeling I'm the one to blame
'Cause you dug your own grave, uh huh

After all of the fights and the lies
Yes you wanted to harm me but that won't work anymore
Uh, no more, oh no, it's over
'Cause if it wasn't for all of your torture
I wouldn't know how to be this way now, and never back down
So I wanna say thank you



Ice Cube - Yo-Yo click
It's a Man's World

- Women they're good for nothing no maybe one thing
To serve needs to my ding-a-ling
I'm a man who loves the one-night stand
Cause after I do ya
Huh I never knew ya
Cause to kick it man it gives me the fits
They wanna lay with they nose under your armpits
Ice Cube won't wait so give it up cow
After we do it you can go home now
I'm a brother with a big long...

- First of all let me tell you my name it's Yo-Yo
When down on a girl first the fist and that's a no-no
Yo-Yo thinks the kitchen sink should be thrown in
Niggas be scheming and fiending to stick the bone in
No, Yo-Yo's not a hoe or a whore
And if that's what you're here for
Exit through the door
There's more
To see of me but you're blind so
Women like me are fading brothers in the 9-0
- Ay what up buttercupper Miss Yo-Yo
I know you like to rap and like to flow so
But when it comes to hip-hop this is a man's world
Stay down and play the playground you little girl

- What you're saying I don't consider it as rapping
Cause you're on rewind and I'm the new what's-happening
It never fails I'll always get respect
And you lose so take a rain check
- Hell no cause you know that I'm first and you're second
If it wasn't for me you probably be pregnant
And barefoot complaining that your back is aching
Shaking and faking while I'm bringing home the bacon

- Well you're mistaken
It's not going that far
I make brothers like you play the back yard
You used to flow with the title but I took it
Bring home the bacon but find another hoe to cook it
- Damn it look it
Cause you're talking a lot of bull

- Well I'm not your puppet so don't even try to pull
- This is a man's world thank you very much
- But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch
- Ah Miss Yo-Yo so what gives
I hear females always talkin about women's lib
Well get your own crib
And stay there
Instead of having more babies for the welfare
Cause if you don't I'll label you a gold digger
The name is Ice Cube you know that I ain't the nigga
For you to look at when your hair get nappy
So take a piece of the pole and be happy

- Hell no because to me you're not a thriller
You come in the room with your three-inch killer
Thinking you can do damage to my backbone
Leave your child in the yard until it's full-grown
I'm a put it like this my man
Without us your hand would be your best friend
So give us credit like you know you should
If I don't look good you don't look good
- I doubt it baby cause we're still most dominant
- But you don't know how funky that I can get
- This is a man's world thank you very much
- But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch
- Man women I put a lot of fear in em
Cause I had it up to here with em
Drink a beer with em
No way cause I can only deal with em about an hour every day
Yeah if you know what I mean baby

- Well I guess now that I think about it I think maybe
If you was more of a man instead of faking it
Women deserve the credit when they're making it
- Yeah so what's the problem
- Well I think we solved it
I know they know the best male from who's doggin it
- Yeah I admit you can flow
- Well that's true
- But you see I'm a pro with the bank too
- Yeah I can see you got it good
- Oh that I know
- But you see you're not better than Yo-Yo
The brand-new intelligent black lady
- You're kinda dope but you still can't fade me
- So what up then
- Girl what you tryin to do
- To prove a black woman like me can bring the funk through
- This is a man's world thank you very much
- But it wouldn't be a damn thing without a woman's touch
- Or a big butt...



Pink
Stupid Girls

Stupid girl, stupid girls, stupid girls
Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

Go to Fred Segal, you'll find them there
Laughing loud so all the little people stare
Looking for a daddy to pay for the champagne
(Drop a name)
What happened to the dreams of a girl president
She’s dancing in the video next to 50 Cent
They travel in packs of two or three
With their itsy bitsy doggies and their teeny-weeny tees
Where, oh where, have the smart people gone?
Oh where, oh where could they be?

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back
What a paparazzi girl, I don't wanna be a stupid girl
Maybe if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back
Push up my bra like that, I don't wanna be a stupid girl

(Break it down now)
The disease is growing, it's epidemic
I'm scared that there ain't a cure
The world believes it and I'm going crazy
I cannot take any more
I'm so glad that I'll never fit in
That will never be me
Outcasts and girls with ambition
That's what I wanna see
Disasters all around
World despaired
Their only concern
Will they **** up my hair

Oh my god you guys, I totally had more that 300 calories
That was so not sexy, no
Good one, can I borrow that?
[Vomits]
I LOVE BEING SKINNY

(Do ya thing, do ya thing, do ya thing)
(I like this, like this, like this)
Pretty will you **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl
Pull my hair and suck it girl, stupid girl!
Pretty would u **** me girl, silly as a lucky girl
Pull my hair and suck it girl, stupid girl!

Maybe if I act like that, flipping my blonde hair back
Push up my bra like that, stupid girl!



jennifer lopez
Love Don't Cost a Thing

You think you gotta keep me iced
You know
You think I'm gonna spend your cash
I won't
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing
Think I wanna drive your Benz
I don't
If I wanna floss I've got my own
Even if you were broke
My love don't cost a thing

When you rolled up in the Escalade
Saw the dub you gave to the valet
Knew that it was game when you looked at me
Pulling up your sleeve so I could see the Rolley bling
Saw you later in the corner booth
Raising up a toast so I would notice you
But your heart's a mess
Think you outta know
Doesn't matter if you're running out of control

All that matter's is
That you treat me right
Give me all the things I need
That money can't buy yeah

When I took a chance
Thought you'd understand
Baby, credit cards aren't romance
So you're trying to buy what's already yours
What I need from is not available in stores
Seen a side of you that I really feel
Doing way too much, never keep it real
If it doesn't change, gotta hit the road
Now I'm leaving with my keys
I've got to go

A thing, a thing, a thing
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You think the money that you've made
Can substitute the time you take
Take the keys into my heart
Then you can win my heart, and get what's in my heart
I think you need to take some time
To show me that your love is true
There's more than dollar signs in you
Then you can win my heart, and get what's in my heart

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