Showing posts with label USC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label USC. Show all posts

Monday, September 3, 2012

Peaceful South Central


I'm not a man. Not considered one in the culture of my home. I'm not aggressive. I respect women and men.  I resort to words before my fist and that leads my society to view me as having lower masculinity.
I have those nights of deep thought. Typically torture of the heart attributed to some girl. I'm like a Roger Healey that way but I've never traveled the stars. On these nights when I must think, occupied with any variety of philosophical questions, I find it comforting to ride my castor board. The board glides over pavement with ease and takes little energy. It is an experience often compared to surfing.  It's smooth. It's peaceful. Being propelled by movements of my hips, it's the sort of leisurely activity that causes me to want to want to listen to A Tribe Called Quest. 
I skate around thoughtful but not mindful. I'm aimless but not lost. An hour in I see five young Black men. Boys my age and of the same diaspora. When I'm in the hood I always skate and never walk. Being on foot is for chumps. These boys were facing my way. We could have simply been passers by in a moonless night. But one diverged to the left of the others and when I sought to use the space he left empty to pass, he pushed me down. They were silent while forcing their bodies into intimidating poses. I don't bang. I got back on my board and skated hard. I sensed their puzzlement. I knew the leader, the one who pushed me, thought to run after. Just for a moment. But I wasn't a conquest for him. I wasn't and opposing male. Just some bitch nigga. He wouldn't gain status by lording over me. 
So I skated hard 'till I could perceive their red and black shirts only as I would perceive a lady bug's. I skated back crying. Like I always do when shit goes down. Because I'm sheltered. And I don't believe in that.

Maasai Mohandas Singleton
~ The Soft Spoken Rapper

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Introductions

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Maasai Mohandas Singleton. I was born on April 3rd 1994, easter morning at about 3, to parents John Daniel Singleton and Vestria Denay Barlow. The names Maasai and Mohandas were given to me with the hope that they would bless me to be a peaceful warrior. I grew up with that. Now I'm the soft-spoken rapper.

I'm a nerd. It's who I am and always have been. But I'm Black so growing up in the private schools I've been too, that makes me even more out of place. If you want to know more about me, about my ideals, about my soul, listen to my first album.
It's free of course; I'm going to USC film school; I rap for fun. Check out Nerdgasm and share it with friends. I make music to express the uncensored me and reach out to those with common sentiments. WarrWatchers know that Darth [MC] Maasai Warrior's fans are his friends.

You may have noticed that the few post before this were all posted on the same day. Actually they were copied from my tumblr xD. Don't think however that this blog is in any way temporary. I will continue to write about things that interest and concern me both related to and unrelated to hip-hop and nerdcore. Like my first article, "Prejudice of Music" the later ones may spark disagreement but if that is the case, as always I hope they spark discussion- not the random flailing of insults blindly and ignorantly.

In any case follow me へ_へ I'll try to do my best to make your life better and I hope to share peace with you. ね? 和が僕の一番大事な価値観。Peace is important.

Life is only the beta
-Maasai M. Singleton
Ah life. USC film school and 18 years old all in one week. And this was my cake :p

Best baby sister, ever. ^_^

USC!!


My dreams are laid before me me. From film, I transition into, cartoons, video games, and comic books, voice acting in animation and voice acting in my raps…. My mom say’s I was smaller than I remember when I started voicing these dreams. I remember my pops would force me to watch classic films and I would lock myself in the closet and force myself to read classic comics. Wrote my first comic script about Moon Knight… I’m not fond of what they’ve done. He doesn’t belong on the west coast producing TV… But whatever. Point is I’m doing what I love!!! (and doing it well)