So we went to KISS…
Definitely one of the best concerts I have ever been to.
1st Everyone knows who they are and I can’t imagine that someone in their right mind would not want to see them perform live. I mean, they have a strong reputation of being absolutely insane on stage.
2nd They actually live up to the expectations! I don’t know how many artists actually do, especially at their age. I’m just starting to think they’re immortal since not only do they look exactly like in posters and music videos (with the exception of a few neck wrinkles) but they also move like children who’ve had gallons of coffee on Halloween night. Gene was mental and the tongue was obviously present for 80% of the duration of the concert, which is what I wanted to see and more. Paul was engaging the audience at all times and being super energic and fun. Ace did a great guitar solo, while Peter was being cute and rocking the whole place with his drums. Overall I’d rate the concert 9000+/10. Won’t even mention the pyrotechnics since everyone knows KISS are famous for those. And they were amazing indeed.
The only thing that left me disappointed was the fact that the O2 arena was not absolutely full! It gave us the opportunity to move closer to the stage, but it was rather disappointing to see so many empty seats in the back. It’s KISS, people! It’s a once in a lifetime kinda thing! Where were all the fans?? (Cannot ignore the fact that there were some absolutely adorable kids in costumes who made me feel like I wasn’t cool at all 😂)
This week, for one of my modules, we looked at ‘The Harder They Come‘, a famous Jamaican film in the context of how film and music can have similar effects as written literature. Why this is important is because it made me realise that there is a lot we do not know about Jamaica and what has been happening there. Also, there is a lot most of us do not know about raggae and where it comes from and although we associated it with Rastafari, we tend to believe that raggae is what defines them. Well, first of all, they are not just a cultural movement, but a religion. I myself was not aware of this until recently. So after finding this out I thought that I should research it and see what it actually is about. I like Bob Marley and now Jimmy Cliff but maybe ‘liking’ the way something sounds is not enough and we need to pay attention to the lyrics. I won’t start a political rant but I will mention that reggae is surprisingly relatable regardless of your race or nationally and Rastafaris are actually happy so many people have embraced it.
Anyway, while doing my research I found this documentary which is informative and brings together both the views of academics and of the common people who have witnessed the beginnings of this religious movement. The documentary is 1 hour long but if you are interested it won’t be a waste of time.
So… The old Nokia’s are making a return. Why?
Is it just me or does it scream “Hypster!” so loud that it’s making you deaf? I have read the BBC article and all I want is to call it bullshit. ‘A nostalgic memory that people want back’, ‘a loved item’… no, this brick has had its time and Nokia is not remaking it for the sake of the ones who have been missing this granpa of mobile phones. And if they want to bring it back then why is it coloured in different cheap plastic shades? You get ‘plastic bowl’ red, ‘I’m gonna vomit’ yellow, you even get ‘I will never be taken seriously again’ black but do you get the original ‘second hand’ grey? They are just trying to get attention and therefore cash as easily amused people around the world will buy this as an accessory. Who is going to give up their smartphones so that they can play snake for 10 minutes until it becomes terribly boring!? No one. I had one of those nightmares with buttons and all I can say is that I couldn’t wait to get a new phone. Yes the battery lasted for ages, because I hated it too much to ever use it! And what is it gonna use battery on anyway? It only knows pixels and green screens, even Pacman is more developed.
They also try to advertise it as a “detox” of technology… I almost laughed at that. How? We are still going to text, will still avoid making calls because they will be just as awkward, except we won’t be able to take decent pictures because whatever picture we take is going to look like a pixelated poop. It will not encourage anyone to socialise since we can still play snake for hours and develop an unhealthy obsession for something we could get on our smartphones but choose not to because it sucks. But to be completely honest, if I had a phone that ugly I would not touch it unless I was forced to buy the terrifying sound of the ringtone when my mum calls. Because we all know what happens if we miss that one call.
I don’t know how people don’t realise that you cand still get old phones like that and there is no reason for them to be making more other than increasing profits by tricking gullible people into thinking that something so outdated can still be cool. Times like this make me realise why we haven’t found the cure for cancer yet. At least we have good old Nokia brick back!
I did want to say at least one positive thing about it… …. …
I would first like to say that this is not how I intended to start my blog but after seeing this on Facebook I could not help but say something about it.
First of all, I fully appreciate this girl and the message she is trying to spread. As a white person I have always felt like saying these things would make me the target of hate and would create a bad public image. I have never felt above a person of a different race and in my opinion we are all the same . Our different coloured skins are the product of melanin and nothing more. But I cannot help but feel threatened by what the modern society has created through its constantly offended state. I do feel like my right to an opinion is taken away when discussing any topic that is related to people of colour, because I know that if I say something wrong I will be guilt tripped and called a racist. This I am not.
I am aware of the history of black people in America, I am aware of the horrors of slavery. I come from a place where we did not have black slaves or ever intended to get them. I come from a place where people did their own work with their own hands as much as their power allowed them. We have not been taught to see others as lesser beings because of their differences. We do make fun of each other, we do call each other ‘silly’ names, but this applies to everyone.
At all the schools I attended in England, and now at University, I was and am surrounded by a variety of people from multiple cultures. I embrace this and find it as a big opportunity to learn about people and places. The degree I have chosen encourages us to embrace this multiplicity of languages and cultures and this is why I chose do to it.
So please understand, just because I am white it does not mean I am racist. And I am not the only one who thinks this way. But just because you are not white it does not mean you cannot be racist. And apparently I am not the only one who thinks this way.
So apparently this is the picture they decided to assign me under the title “First blog post” XD I hope my future posts are going to be less commercial and more fun for everyone.