Dear White People Review

It is no secret our social, political, and even environmental climate (see what I did there?) has been under severe division as of late. You can blame it on many happenings in the past months, to resurface long awaited conflicts of race, gender, and the rights of many that are “different” from your average American stereotype. Regardless of the reasons, this resisting and outcry of uncomfortable polarizing views and all the -isms, has been long due. Yet, out of all what may like seem a shit hole for many, multiple doors of unity have been opened. I will expand on this on another post, but for now, Dear White People. 

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Lately, and I mean a little more than 6 months lately, I have been “woke.” 

Woke: a word from African American Vernacular English which refers to an awareness of issues concerning social justice and racial justice. The related phrase stay woke refers to a continuing awareness of these issues. 

And strangely to my being, I have always considered myself a relatively progressive person on many issues, but never blind. Surely, as a Hispanic who grew up in a majority white community I was still able to see and understand the hardships of other minorities… right? Wrong. And as you have it, in my past what always seemed to me like a relatively docile school system erupted into a thread of falsehoods.

But let’s backtrack. Continue reading “Dear White People Review”

Ta-Ku // Songs to break up to // Songs to make-up to

02/05/17 – 12 pm – Paris, France

Here it is, Sunday night.
The few hours left until I go back to work are quickly vanishing.

I could use these precious hours to sleep. Tomorrow I take a plane at 7 am. Meaning that at 5:30, I’ll be toasting bread in my kitchen. I’ll be back home at 10 pm.

But I’m not sleeping yet. I’m listening to Ta-Ku.

Music to break up too.

 

Break up with Paris. Break up with work. Break up with reality. Break up with people.
30 mins of calm, 30 mins of evasion. 30 mins when Ta-Ku guides my mind a step away from reality. To contemplate.

Songs to make up to.

30 mins to make up with reality. Make-up with people. Make-up with work. Make-up with Paris. To realize how lucky I am to have a job I love, to live in the most beautiful city in the world and, the most important, to have people who care about me.

Here it is, Sunday night.
I may lack a bit of sleep tomorrow morning, but I’ll wake up motivated as ever.

This ride is smooth. Give it a try.

Next Sunday maybe I’ll choose another driver away from reality.

-written by Clément Dilé

Like what you hear? Here is more for your ears: 

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCEeYgkNF61pzZy1s1gkAaSw

https://soundcloud.com/takugotbeats

 

 

“Just Kids” book review

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They were glorious, beautiful souls destined to find each other to overcome the hardships of youth and growth. They encouraged each other constantly, with an important lack of jealousy. And in many ways they were perfect for each other, as lovers and finally as friends. They were Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe. 

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“Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe had a unique relationship: they were friends, lovers, artistic collaborators and soul mates. Mapplethorpe and Smith met in 1967 and quickly become lovers; they would live with one another for the next few years. The years they spent together proved to be formative to their artistic development; while Mapplethorpe emerged in the mid-1970s as a successful artist, Smith would achieve simultaneous success as a poet and musician, associated with the punk music genre.

Smith was photographed multiple times by Mapplethorpe and would become one of his most frequent sitters.”

Source: http://www.tate.org.uk/artist-rooms/learning/resources/robert-mapplethorpe/robert-mapplethorpe-and-patti-smith-artist-and

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Patti Smith has written a sort of eulogy for the late Robert Mapplethorpe, whom at the time of her move to NYC became her best companion in all matters of a relationship spectrum. To say the least, it is beautifully written, with enchanting metaphors and romantic idolizations of poets, musicians, and artists alike. The allure of the book is how relatable it can be, even if your sprouting might not have included moving to NYC at the age of 20 with only a few bucks at hand. The beauty of the book is the over arching understanding of the “struggle.” It seems as if lately, ever more present than ever, the necessity of dreaming and striving to achieve these said dreams has become more popular. Patti and Robert combatted many obstacles and Patti was not short of sharing the methods, even harsh at times, they both had to face to move forward. THEREFORE, if ever you’re stuck in a book store, thinking of what your next read shall be, I earnestly recommend “Just Kids.”

La La Land Movie Review

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Pre-premiere expectations: I simply cannot contain my excitement. At this point, after having waited months, I have pretty much-forced anyone with eyes to watch the trailer (even my 2-year-old cousin, who by the way seemed enthralled and showed a hint of enthusiasm). I’ve watched the trailer so excessively I can quote them line for line, accompanied by the acting performed. And honestly, I wish all I were expressing were an immense aggrandization, but I really have become highly obsessive and increasingly impatient for December 15th. Question is, why am so I unhealthily “in love?” Here are three reasons why I believe La La Land will be the film of the year:

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