Alky, would you PLEASE STFU and stay out of this thread?
Your clumsy, clueless ignorance is really annoying.
First off, he didn't die of heroin, that was a passing joke that went over your head.
Secondly, NO ONE is making this a white vs black thread except you, so, again, shut the fuck up.
Lastly, just because you're clueless and ignorant about his ground breaking music doesn't mean Gil Scott-Heron was a flash in the pan. You bringing those other artists into this convo out of left fucking field is so hopelessly dumb and beside any legitimate point its just annoying.
The guy just died. He was unique, a true artist.
Those of us who knew and enjoyed his music and who KNOW the irreplaceable debt that a whole swath of successors owe him are in this thread mourning his death and extending hm his well deserved artistic due even as we give him our posthumous thanks.
You're coming across like some idiot drunk who barges into a funeral home during a funeral service for someone you never even knew and starts a series of loud, disruptive, and pointless arguments.
I am absolutely positive that 90% or more of ATOT had no clue who this dude was
One of my personal faves, from back in the day before apartheid was ended, when speaking out mattered: Johannesburg
So let me get this straight. Black dude has a more privileged upbringing than half of the whites I know, gets a full scholarship to an elite prep school (which is one more person than I've ever known to get a full scholarship to an elite prep school), drops out of a university after one year that would have opened many more opportunities for him, so that he can then go on to succeed in writing about how oppressed he was.Born in Chicago, the son of a professional soccer player (his father, known as the "Black Arrow," was the first black member of Celtic, a team in Glasgow, Scotland), Scott-Heron was raised in Tennessee. After moving to the Bronx with his mother, he was given a full scholarship to the elite Fieldston School. At Pennsylvania's Lincoln University, he started a band, Black and Blue, with his longtime collaborator, keyboardist Brian Jackson. He dropped out of college after a year...
lmao...
So let me get this straight. Black dude has a more privileged upbringing than half of the whites I know, gets a full scholarship to an elite prep school (which is one more person than I've ever known to get a full scholarship to an elite prep school), drops out of a university after one year that would have opened many more opportunities for him, so that he can then go on to succeed in writing about how oppressed he was.
Oppression - it sure ain't what it used to be.
Ahh, so he was a crusader against the evils of poverty (on all persons affected it)? Good for him.I think the songs were written for people who weren't born with a horseshoe up their ass, and to wake up the people too blind to see the world around them ;^)
lmao...
So let me get this straight. Black dude has a more privileged upbringing than half of the whites I know, gets a full scholarship to an elite prep school (which is one more person than I've ever known to get a full scholarship to an elite prep school), drops out of a university after one year that would have opened many more opportunities for him, so that he can then go on to succeed in writing about how oppressed he was.
Oppression - it sure ain't what it used to be.
Ahh, so he was a crusader against the evils of poverty (on all persons affected it)? Good for him.
Right...like the gangsta and thug's life rappers who have been exposed as having upper-middle up-bringings, went to good schools and/or lived in relatively safe communities, but rap about them having to fight their way to school, having to sell drugs to buy shoes, the man keeping them down, having to run from the po-po, etc.
Its not "fraud", its just some thirdish-person story telling vessel. <wink wink>
Mr. Scott-Heron often bristled at the suggestion that his work had prefigured rap. I dont know if I can take the blame for it, he said in an interview last year with the music Web site The Daily Swarm. He preferred to call himself a bluesologist, drawing on the traditions of blues, jazz and Harlem renaissance poetics.
I was not implying Scott-Heron loved rap, endorsed rap, or wanted credit for rap. I was implying that his righteous indignation and seething racial bitterness was IMPERSONAL on a substantial level and may have even been outright FABRICATED (it wasn't his own personal story, but it sure got him gigs and attention because those were the times).
I was not implying Scott-Heron loved rap, endorsed rap, or wanted credit for rap. I was implying that his righteous indignation and seething racial bitterness was IMPERSONAL if not outright FABRICATED (it wasn't his own personal story, but it sure got him gigs and attention because those were the times).
And yet there are 60-something and older blacks who would and have stated they had a pretty decent life and never experienced racism or discrimination nearly to the degree that others have depending on the region or community where they lived, their own attitudes and family culture (e.g. being raised with a sense of entitlement), and their constitution for meeting the occasional racial slur or bigoted remark that rises more to an offense on their feelings than any substantive harm imposed. I did not suggest he was wealthy or affluent. Most people aren't wealthy or affluent.Some food for thought, he was a 62 year old black man in America, I don't care what neighborhood he grew up in, or what school he got accepted to. This dude encountered A LOT of what he spoke about in his poetry. If you think he went thru life with a golden spoon in his mouth you're crazy. You have absolutely no clue what you're talking about.
I wasn't implying he fabricated any literal elements of his story. Only that his outrage and bitterness "may" have been impersonal, on some level rings hollow, or lacks some credibility (that plenty of other people would have).You don't even know his music and yet you immediately start playing the white race card (the most pathetic race card there is), "implying" that he fabricated stuff as literally his story. He never did, you ignorant troll!
And yet there are 60-something and older blacks who would and have stated they had a pretty decent life and never experienced racism or discrimination nearly to the degree that others have depending on the region or community where they lived, their own attitudes and family culture (e.g. being raised with a sense of entitlement), and their constitution for meeting the occasional racial slur or bigoted remark that rises more to an offense on their feelings than any substantive harm imposed. I did not suggest he was wealthy or affluent. Most people aren't wealthy or affluent.
I wasn't implying he fabricated any literal elements of his story. Only that his outrage and bitterness "may" have been impersonal, on some level rings hollow, or lacks some credibility (that plenty of other people would have).
In my adult life, I've had to confront the painful realization that a few of my heroes in youth were actually frauds, opportunists who co-opted causes for their own purposes, or at least heavily flawed. I don't know what you hippies were smoking back in the era of free love, but it must have been some good shit because I've never encountered a bigger bunch of Kool-Aid drinkers who so zealously guard and cling to heroes of their drug-fueled youth, abso-fucking-lutely convinced their heroes were "the real deal" and get all bent when anyone DARES question them.
It reminds of an episode of (IIRC) Law and Order, when a sad-sack character from that era continues to justify their radical actions 35 years later, "We really did believe...there really was a revolution, you know." Like Al Bundy and his "I scored four touch downs in a single game for Polk High." Pathetic.
We already selected a "Greatest Generation" by consensus. Your's wasn't it (neither was mine).