RT @henryholland I want to be Azealia Banks. (co-sign)
Now obviously, being an inquisitive person I decided to do a quick google search and came across her soundcloud. I put it on and carried on with my stuff. I stopped in my tracks. Literally stopped, just to listen.
Let me get this straight, I listen to a lot of music, not all of it is good but, to me at least, most of it is pretty damn alright. But it's generally background noise for whatever else I'm doing (like reading twitter, cooking, [not] writing essays) 'cos I'm kinda silence-phobic. Unless I'm at work, in a lecture or asleep, I'm listening to music. Exams drive me crazy purely 'cos of the silence. But more often than not the music is just playing. I'm listening but not really taking it in, so when the occasional song catches my ear - I notice. And '212' got me. REALLY got me.
I mean I was just staring at the wall listening. I was ready to write a blog post then and there about my new favourite band; the music, the (inevitable?) comparisons with M.I.A., if anyone will join my sweepstakes for how long it takes the media to generally (as a collective) spell her name correctly. . .and then I kinda got a bit non-plussed again so I didn't.
But '212' really got me. I played it again and suddenly I worked it out. You know what it was? What stopped me in my tracks? It was the word 'cunt'. Said repeatedly. By a girl. And I think that might be it.
The song's good - but swearing still pricks up your ears more. I mean what does this say? It's not like I don't hear swearing in songs, and I genuinely used to get swearing lessons from my dad. In fact my brother and dad use 'cunt' as a term of endearment. But still. . .surely we live in a world where a girl saying cunt doesn't stop you in your tracks? Isn't there feminism and stuff?
Basically that's it. I have no explanation - it's just something that bugged me. Swearing should never be bigger than the music. But I'm gonna go play it again now. Fuck it.
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