The Track: Lost Dialect

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Summer is here! While you’re changing out your playlists and updating your iTunes library for the parties, bonfires, and BBQs, be sure to add Inglewood natives Lost Dialect to your “Must Have” list!

True Hip-Hop heads, ActRight, J. Qwest, and Mistah Redd bring consciousness and humor back to a genre that’s saturated with violence, degrading of women, and over-indulgence.  Their accounts of self-development, triumphs, financial and emotional struggles, and their love of Hip-Hop are evident on each track. Their lyrics are memorable and refreshing and their beats range from hard-hitting to light-hearted. If you enjoy listening to great music that’s entertaining and poignant, you’ll start rockin’ with Lost Dialect, just like I did!

Don’t trust me? That’s fine. Rap giant Snoop Lion, formerly Snoop Dogg, made their video “10×10” #1 on his “Underground Heat” countdown and B.Real of Cypress Hill listed them on his Taste Makers website! That’s a feat by any standard, but has a deeper meaning when you take into account that Lost Dialect  is also from the Westside. Epic!

One of my favorites from the new EP that’s been on repeat is “Faith in You”. If you’ve ever been in a relationship or just loved someone and it just didn’t work out, you’ll love this song! Check out the video, shot in famed Ladera Park in Inglewood, CA, here: http://lostdialect.com/2013/06/11/lost-dialect-faith-in-you-official-video/ .

To download their latest EP “Baggage Claim” and to find out more information about this group, visit http://lostdialect.com. Follow them on Twitter @Lost_Dialect and on Instagram @LostDialectTribe.

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What If? – ‘Whitley & Dwayne’

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What if Whitley married Senator Douglas?

My first glimpse of college did not come from a tour of the local campus or from the nostalgia of a baby picture of me wrapped in a certain school’s sweatshirt. I first experienced college life while watching reruns of NBC’s hit sitcom A Different World.

A spin-off from the wildly popular The Cosby Show, the story line centered on two college students trying to find their way through life and adulthood while attending fictitious Hillman University. Main characters Denise Huxtable and Dwayne Wayne (Lisa Bonet and Kadeem Hardison) dated but Denise never warmed to Dwayne’s goofy and loving personality. Following Bonet’s departure from the show, writer’s shifted focus to a budding relationship between Dwayne and spoiled Southern Belle Whitley Gilbert (Jasmine Guy).

Fast forward a few years later and Whitley and Dwayne were getting married, but Dwayne’s uncertainty halts their impending nuptials. As with most shows, their relationship was strained to boost ratings and enter Whitley’s dream man here, Senator Byron Douglas (Joe Morton).  A melting pot of ambition, status, passion, and stamped with her family’s approval, the Senator made Whitley’s every wish a reality. Throw in a few episodes of her trying to work alongside Dwayne on the good Senator’s campaign trail, not to mention the cheating episode where she slept with Dwayne and lied to the Senator and you have quality programming at its best!

Whitley’s dream was to marry a man who would support her, mostly financially since her world revolves around money, and who better fit than a Senator? Leading up to the ceremony, it seems that we’d seen the final chapter in the Dwayne/Whitley saga. That is until this moment. Click here: Dwayne’s Proposal

But, what if it never happened?

What if Whitley rejected Dwayne’s passionate and shocking (and completely disrespectful if you were apart of the Douglas family) request?

If she had, she would have every tangible item her little heart ever feigned. The status she desperately sought would be hers. The months we spent watching her live in poverty, selling her clothes for rent money and wearing the same dress twice in one week would be erased because the Senator provided her every wish. If Whitley had married Senator Douglas, she would have made the practical decision—marrying for financial stability instead of marrying for love. But is it that easy to choose practicality when your heart is elsewhere?

Let us consider the positives first. Money. Whitley would have the life she was accustomed too. She would never want for anything. She could waste money on frivolous things better than Diddy and the entire Bad Boy legion circa 1998! Bad Boy Production complete with flying money, literally!

Status. Country clubs, spa days. Whitley would be one of the top Trophy Wives.

And would you blame her? Guilt her? Or fault her for making such a decision? Sure you would, but would it matter? No. She wouldn’t even notice you on the other side of her $3,000 Louis Vuitton sunglasses. (Hey, Tamar!!)

Maybe it would have been better for her to refuse both men and become a single Black woman in America.

Angela Stanley shares her views on what it means to be “Black, Female and Single” in this New York Times op-ed. (Link to “Black, Female and Single”). I agree with her assessment of the modern Black woman’s quest for higher education and the decreasing population of Black men on college campuses across the nation. How are we supposed to find “Mr. Right” between writing 15-page research papers, studying for our Anatomy practicum, and running BSU? Not to mention coordinating the student/faculty mixer and spending atleast 25 hours at our work study jobs. But, Whitley didn’t have that problem so back to the drawing board.

Now, on to the negatives. If Whitley had decided to marry Senator Douglas, she might be the Black version of Will & Grace’s Karen Walker (Megan Mullally). Karen Drinking There is a growing number of alcoholic Stepford wives in our society who have yet to reach their individual potential because they swim to the bottom of any available wine bottle and reside there for months, years, decades.

Boredom. Whitley spent 20 years being spoiled and living a privileged life. We watched her evolve from dependent to independent, snobby to socially engaged, ignorant to intrigued, naïve to worldly. To deny her personal developments and revert back to the Whitley of old would only do her a disservice.

Surely, from a financial and economical standpoint, Senator Douglas is the better choice on paper, but no one could love her quite like Dwayne. He didn’t just love her; he understood her and all of her quirks. If you ever watched the show, you know she had several.  Maybe Whitley realized that while standing in front of her family and friends. Maybe, in a flash, she saw the next 50 years of her life and knew that no matter what, as long as Dwayne stood by her side, money and status would never amount to the bliss they’d have together.

Like Ms. Stanley, I’m living the single life. In due time, my Dwayne will show his face. I’m not going on a quest for him and I’m not going to activate a beacon with his sign and I’m definitely not going to gather a group and try to summon him with potions, spells, and other tricks. As the lyrics go, “What will be, will be.” Just look at Whitley’s situation. You can head to the church with the intention to marry a Senator and end up leaving married to a dedicated and ambitious schoolteacher.

Feel the love here: Whitley & Dwayne – the saga

how to become a raisin

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As a grape, you are sought after.
Raisins envy you because you are full of life.
You are bright, round and gorgeous.
They are dried up and in need of love.
You could never be friends with a raisin.
They are ill equipped to love you because they inherently hate themselves.
The only way for you to be friends with a raisin is to become one of them:
Void of sunshine and peace,
Depleted of love and joy,
Absent of greatness and laughter,
Filled with anger and agony.
Remember when you befriended a raisin? There you were, a beautiful grape who saw a lonely raisin and only wanted to care for him.
You wanted to make him happy, see him smile more

so you opened your arms and your heart to him.
You shared your joys and your loves with him in an attempt to make him feel some of what you felt as a grape.
His nature, as a raisin, kept him from appreciating these sacrifices. Instead, he pushed and sucked and pinched you until you were no longer the beautiful round grape of old. He beat you into a raisin. Made you feel just as inferior and just as lacking as him.

Weeks and weeks went by. Your grape friends finally found you among the heaps and droves of other destitute raisins. They carried your limp and lifeless body and nursed you back into the gorgeous grape you once were with doses of love, shots of joy, hours of peace, and a large prescription of happiness. In time, you eventually returned to your joyous plump state.
While on a journey, you ran across the raisin and remembered the good times you spent together. Your memories made you feel love and guilt simultaneously. The raisin, now filled with hate and resentment, because you left him wanted nothing to do with you. He barely acknowledged your existence. You wanted to be angry, too. You wanted to yell at him and make him remember all of the things you’d given up for him but you soon realized that he would never understand. He couldn’t.

He’s a raisin.

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