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“Don’t Be Afraid”: Anatomy of A Rape Carol

Yes, a “Rape Carol”. This is a term introduced to me by my good girlfriend Alise of NaturallyAlise.com. A “rape carol” is a song  usually sung by a man that lyrically  suggests in one way or another that there will be sex going down and that the woman’s consent is either not needed, not wanted or at best, questionable. Most of the rape carols I know of have been in R&B music from the 80s and 90s, but I’m sure there have been songs like these across all genres and musical eras.

The other night while I was enjoying time on my newest favorite site, TurnTable.fm (if you don’t know about this site, click here and read what Butta from Soulbounce.com wrote about music lovers’ newest addiction), someone played the song “Don’t Be Afraid” by 90′s R&B sensation Aaron Hall. Aaron Hall was also a member of one of my favorite male R&B groups, Guy and had his solo career usurped by pissy ass R.Kelly, the other Rape Caroler. “Don’t Be Afraid” was featured on the 1992 soundtrack for the movie “Juice” starring Tupac Shakur. It also spent a week in the #1 spot on the U.S. R&B charts, making it Aaron Hall’s highest ranking hit.

It is also the rapey-est Rape Carol I’ve ever heard in life. I didn’t realize this until I was listening to the lyrics for real for the first time the other night. Cheese n’ Rice Superstar, this song is flippin’ SCAREY!!

I’m going to pull a few of the most disturbing lyrics of this song, but feel free to read them all here.

And I squeeze and hold you tight
Everything will feel alright
Don’t be afraid, baby
When you start to scratch and moan
And your problems are long gone
Let it happen right now

Yo. WTF is this? Sounds like somebody’s being held down and fighting to get away. But all the while, he’s saying “Don’t be afraid”.

No need to run and no need to hide
All the doors are locked baby and I have you inside
You can yell and you can hit me
It just makes me horny
Ain’t nothing but a love thing baby
Between me and you
So just give in baby, don’t worry about a thing

So, she managed to wrangle herself from his grip, but that doesn’t matter. He has all the doors locked, so she can’t get away. She’s yelling and fighting, but it’s only turning him on more. He thinks it’s “love” and she should just “give in” and not worry. REALLY, Aaron Hall?? Really??

When I get through with you
There’s nobody else you will want to go to
I put all men to shame
Remember babe, this is all a nasty man’s game

Nobody else she’ll want to go to? How about the police, you son-of-a-bitch. Just a game? Hmph. We’ll see about that.

The song goes on to what seems to be some sociopathic scene of them snuggling up after what he believes was an incredible evening of passionate lovemaking. All I can see is her lying there hoping if she just does what he wants until she can get away, he won’t strangle her to death.

I can’t believe that if we put a story of violent sexual assault on a hot track and couple it with an infectious hook it can become the most popular song in America. And still be considered a classic some 20 years later. If a DJ played this in a club today, the whole joint would be poppin’. I can’t believe I never listened to what the hell is going on in this song before just this week.  After really paying attention to what he’s saying for the very first time, I will never be able to hear it the same again. I don’t know the history of this song. I wonder if there was any backlash or uproar due to its lyrical content. I hope somebody said something when it was burnin’ up the charts.

Shout out to everybody who has ever said “It’s just a song” and to those who will flock here to defend it.

Peace to all the survivors of sexual violence, and to those who didn’t.

 

Dedicated Readers: What other “Rape Carols” do you know? Any new ones I should be aware of? What do you think of the climate that makes these kinds of songs OK to record, let alone become popular? 

 

~pbg

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“Ain’t No Use”: The Hurt Tape by PBG

Last month, I peeped this post entitled “The Hurt Tape” by my friend @tlewisisdope on his blog. He linked Sista Toldja since he got the idea for his post from hers. These two tapes are musical montages to heartache. Their own soundtracks to when love goes wrong and you crawl into a song to lament and eventually ease the pain.

I know a little something about when love just doesn’t work out right. It just be that way sometimes. Ain’t that right, Yeezy?

 

"Yeah, boo. You know I know."

And the music lover in me has always turned to the solace of a good song to help cry it out and then find a way to start all over again. After reading those two posts and having a little heartache of my own recently, I decided to do the Dirty Pretty Thangs version of The Hurt Tape. What is Love if not a “dirty pretty thang”? Here are the songs that just make the hurt ok for me, for a little while at least:

“How Can I Ease The Pain” by Lisa Fischer

Just listen to the words, ya’ll. JUST LISTEN! I guarantee you will *wall slide*.

“Not Gon’ Cry” by Mary J. Blige

She said “I’m not gon’ cry”…but I bet she did. I know I did. *sniff*

“Love Don’t Live Here Anymore” by Rose Royce

This song is just sorrowful, ya’ll! Somebody…hold me.

“We Were Two” by Lalah Hathaway

Lalah Hathaway is my favorite female vocalist right now and pretty much has been for the last 10 years. This song (the entire “Out Run The Sky” album, actually) pretty much carried me through the break up my marriage. Miss Lalah, if you’re reading this…thanks.

“You Oughtta Know” by Alanis Morristte

This is the song for when the hurt turns to anger. It happens. *shrug*

“Ain’t No Use” by Stevie Wonder

This is the prettiest break-up song I’ve ever heard. This post from me would be incomplete without a song from my very favorite artist ever. He just broke it down: It’s over. And when it’s over, it’s over. Let’s keep on living, children.

What songs are on your “Hurt Tape”? Why did you pick them? Why do you think music helps so much “After The Love Is Gone”?

Ok…I had to throw one more in on ya’ll.

~pbg

 

Addendum: At the behest of the man I simultaneously hope to marry AND throw rocks at, I am including the song “When Did You Stop Loving Me, When Did I Stop Loving You?” from Marvin Gaye’s genius album “Here My Dear”, born of nothing but Love not working out.

If you don’t know the story of this album, click here to read the Wiki article. This album is absolutely soaring and full of drug-induced grand-standing and vitriol, but the beauty of it can’t be denied.

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My Blue-Eyed Soul Guilt

Almost everybody who is a fan of Black soul and R &B music has heard music from the latest soul singer to come out of the United Kingdom. Her name is Adele and if you haven’t heard her music, you have at least heard of her. And if you haven’t heard of her or her music, you should subscribe to  a few music blogs. Start with Soulbounce.com and work your way around.

I really like Adele’s music. The girl has true talent. It’s like England sent her to the U.S. to hold us over until our last favorite Brit, Amy Winehouse, decides to get her shyt together.  Adele’s first album “19″ got plenty of play in my iPod and her latest project, “21″ is getting even more. That single “Rolling In The Deep” is a rocking soulful, gospel-flavored jam recounting a heart-felt tale of love regrets.

Rocking. Soulful. Gospel. But…Adele is white, ya’ll.

 

Adele is white and while I can truthfully say I enjoy her music, I also feel guilty  when I fall so hard for a white singer making Black music. And not just making Black music but making Black music well! I am suffering from what I call “Blue Eyed Soul Guilt”. I’m torn…OH SO TORN!!!

We know this isn’t a new phenomenon in Black music. There is a long history of white artists admiring, emulating, imitating, siphoning elements of Black music (Black culture in general) for years. The Rolling Stones named their band after a Muddy Waters song and Elvis Presley practically nursed at the teat of Big Mama Thornton. We’ve since had Dusty Springfield, Teena Marie in the 1970s and 1980s, Jon B. in the 1990s on into the 21st century with the likes of Justin Timberlake, Jamie Lidell, Duffy and the aforementioned Amy Winehouse and Adele. All awesome artists who when asked, always count classic Black R&B singers as their chief influences.

Blue Eyed Soul.

I’m not against white singers singing Black music at all, but I hate that there is such a conspicuous void of Black singers making good R&B music nowadays. That void is being filled by white singers. I’ve been listening to music for a long time and I can honestly say I’ve never seen anything like it. It feels weird to me!

I don’t want to abandon Black artists, but with every Black male R&B singer trying to be a rapper and every Black female R&B singer trying to be Beyonce, there’s not much left in the mainstream R&B scene as far as Black singers are concerned. One has to be savvy and plugged in to find some quality R&B music from Black folks. I find myself falling deeper and deeper in love with Blue Eyed Soul. Why it gotta be like that?

Is R&B music becoming obsolete within the Black community? Is it really all about “rap” and “hip-hop” when it comes to Black music or are Black Soul/R&B singers poised to make a comeback? Am I the only one who thinks that the lines of cultural identity and pride have become so faint and blurred in the quest for “political correctness” that who and what we are and have always been is getting lost? Is this what Post-Racial America means?? I know it’s really OK for me to love the white folks’ soulful singing, but somebody somewhere…make me feel better about it!

~pbg

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Music of My Mind: Mixin’ It Up With NovaMatic

I’m sure I’ve said on more than one occasion that I am absolutely a DJ snob. This stems from me being a music snob and I am unapologetic about both. Even a fool knows that the difference between a good party and a bad party is almost wholly dependent upon the DJ. If only 3 or 4 gather together in a basement for a funky good time, the time is neither good or funky if the DJ is wack! DJ technique and breadth and depth of musical knowledge TOGETHER are the keys to being a good DJ to me. Neither is good without the other. There are other factors to consider of course, but those are biggies to me. #NoNotorious

My good friend Nova (NovaSlim when he’s writing and Novamatic when he’s mixing some good tunes) has been putting me on to some good music for well over a year now thanks to his amazing podcast. He makes all these amazing mixes on his computer using nothing more than his MixMeister program and his bountiful smarts about all kinds of music. Oh, and his soul. Brotha Man is soulful as all day long. Nova keeps me and my elderly iPeezy, BiggerBlackerDeffer, resplendent with hours and hours and days upon days of jammin’ jams that take me through all the things I do with music in the background. I do everything with music in the background because my heartbeat likes the company of The Drum. I am one of the Children of The Sun.

Right now, Nova is still just making his mixes on this computer, but he’s going to be a working DJ within 12 months. This WILL happen. No if’s and’s or but’s. None.

A few months back, Nova made a mix for me for no other reason than I asked for it! He loves me so much and I love him back. Check it out and then click here to explore his other mixes (my faves are #29 and #12) and  subscribe to his podcast. Your iTunes is incomplete without it, I promise you! He makes mixes for hire so your party won’t be lame if you can’t afford a DJ or whatever.

I don’t know why he used this old pic of me, but at least I’m on a mixtape cover!

AUNTIE PEEBZ

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DIONNE WARWICK: You’re Gonna Need Me
KANYE WEST: Devil In A New Dress
MARY J. BLIGE: Free
VICKI SUE ROBINSON: Freeway Song
WILLIE HUTCH: I Choose You
UGK & OUTKAST: Int’l Players Anthem
DYNASTY: Adventures In The Land Of Music
CAMP LO: Luchini
MARY J. BLIGE: Mary Jane
LL COOL J & MARY J. BLIGE: Favorite Flavor
MARY JANE GIRLS: All Night Long
EPMD: You’re A Customer
JAY-Z & FELA KUTI: American Dreamin’ (MikeLove’s Nigerian Gangster Remix)
JUNIOR MAFIA: Get Money (Remix)
JACKSON 5: We’re Almost There (DJ Spinna Remix)
DE LA SOUL: Breakadawn
MICHAEL JACKSON: I Can’t Help It (Tangoterje Remix)
CHAKA KHAN: Never Miss The Water
JAMES BROWN: Get On The Good Foot
ERYKAH BADU: The Cell
CERRONE: Hooked On You
MARVIN GAYE: Funk Me
JACKSON 5: Forever Came Today (F2F Full Anthem)
STEVIE WONDER: All I Do
STEVIE WONDER: My Love Is On Fire (DJ Spinna Remix)
DJ MEME ORCHESTRA: Any Love (Dimitri From Paris Classic Disco Mix)
JANELLE MONAE: Lettin’ Go
RICK JAMES: Dance Wit’ Me
PRINCE: Controversy
RUFUS: Do You Love What You Feel
MICHAEL JACKSON: Get On The Floor

 

This mix is superbly Black and Soulful! He really captured “me” with it! Thanks, Nova!

~pbg

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