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Give Me That Groupie Love


April 28, 2008 | Tags: none

I feel awful for not speaking on the Sean Bell issue (although I guess I just indirectly did with that statement), but it seems that all perspectives of that situation have been covered pretty well by all the other writers on this section of DX, so I’d just be repetitive at this point. It’s nice to see people giving a shit about serious issues. Extra shouts to J. Burnett, who I believe was the first (I may be wrong) of all of us to mention the recent developments in the situation, and if you guys didn’t notice…this guy really cares about what’s going on. Yo Burnett – whatever plans you’re cookin’ up, let me know. I’m in your corner for sure.

But since I feel like the situation has been thoroughly covered and you guys have probably had enough of it by now, I’ll lighten up the mood a little bit on this gloomy, rainy day. This past week was filled with gorgeous weather and good events in this part of the country, and for the most part it was a good time. I actually skipped a free show (awful, I know) but that’s what happens when people fuck you over and put you in bad moods.

Word to the wise – avoid classes that make you do group work in college. I’ve never seen so many unreliable people in one place in my life.

Anyway, before I ditched the show, I decided to check out the venue just to see what was going on and possibly score some free shit. Anyone who knows me knows that I’ll go out of my way to score some guaranteed free shit. I'm a fairly broke college student, what do you expect? Tomorrow you’ll catch me trekking to the nearest Ben and Jerry’s for free scoop day. I’m normally out for free shit like food, CDs, new product samples, etc., but one thing that is always free at an event is groupie love. And man, maybe it’s the nice weather and the fact that layers of womens’ clothing are now starting to disappear at an incredible rate, but the groupie love is in full force right now*.

So, I peep out the venue and determine that I’m bored and pissy mooded and feel like leaving. I’m just about out of the area when this tour bus rolls up. Suddenly all I see around me is girls. They’re running towards the bus from every angle, heading straight for the door. Part of the irony in this is that had you asked around prior to the show, most everyone you would talk to would be like “man, that band is wack, I don’t know if I’m gonna go.” But let them catch a glimpse of the bus that they’re in and suddenly they care. So, anyway, the bus door opens, they cram about twenty people in, and then the rest are shut out. Don’t ask me what went down inside that bus, because I am no groupie, and I surely don’t know.

So anyway, I walked my not-giving-a-shit-about-a-bus ass back to my car and went home. Nobody paid me any attention and that was that.

Then over the weekend I found myself at a show that I really did want to be at, and wasn’t about to miss for anything. The difference at this event was that I was dressed a little better, and I was in a far better mood so my “presence” was a little more pronounced. I also had a couple hookups that I won’t get into because I’m secretive like that, but a few people in the crowd noticed and some of their reactions to me were shocking. Some definitely had the audacity to assume that I had to have done something physical with somebody to land myself in the position I was in. And they had no problem telling me that to my face. About ten seconds later they were apologizing…they seemed to think that because they were gay they could get away with speaking like that to women or something because it’s not like they were trying to get with them, so why be nice, right? Something like that. Then they had the nerve to try to get me to listen to their boy’s music after they wanted to disrespect me so blatantly.

Riiiiight.

I’ve never told anybody that I wouldn’t listen to their shit before, but that guy can feel special that he was the first person I ever denied. I refuse to do business with people that disrespect me like that. And in public, to add insult to injury. So a word of advice to anybody that wants me to listen to their shit – don’t step out of line with me. It won’t do you any good. And just a warning, I’m not the type to just take bullshit from random people – I stand my ground and defend myself. If you can’t handle that from a woman, then you probably shouldn’t ever try to start shit with me.

But this leads me to a bigger point. I think I’m starting to figure out why there aren’t more women involved with hip hop behind the scenes. There are so many women freely throwing themselves at prominent artists (and even not so prominent ones), shaking their asses in videos instead of partaking in the actual artistic elements of them (dance? An art. Random booty shaking? Not so artful.), or just being plastic trophy wives (don’t even tell me that you’re not checking out Ice T’s wifey’s rack), that it seems to amaze the masses when a woman is doing something serious that is hip hop related or can work with these artists without having to give some one-on-one time in the back of the tour bus. There's something not right about that.

Shouts to the strong women who give a shit about hip hop, don’t give a fuck what people think about them, and constantly keep it classy and professional while being a part of what may just be the most powerful cultural movement that I’ll see in my lifetime. A culture that brings together people of all races and religions, that so many people can relate to. It’s an amazing thing. And I’ll be damned if I have to degrade myself to be a part of it.

Lesson of the story? Men, show some basic respect to your female counterparts. Aside from physical strength (which isn't even always the case), you're not superior to them. Female groupies? Stop giving the men reasons to disrespect you in the first place.

 

 

 

*Sidenote: groupie love is definitely a freebie that I'm never after.


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