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July 18, 2020
I can't say I've ever really liked
Ta-Nehisi Coates' style-- it often
seems overblown to me and for lack
of a better word "pretentious".
But then, there are times when he gets it to work well:
"Any fair consideration of the depth and width
of enslavement tempts insanity. First conjure the
crime-- the generational destruction of human
bodies-- and all of its related offenses-- domestic
terrorism, poll taxes, mass incarceration. But
then try to imagine being an individual born among
the remnants of that crime, among the wronged,
among the plundered, and feeling the gravity of
that crime all around and seeing it in the sideways
glances of the perpetrators of that crime and
overhearing it in their whispers and watching
these people, at best, denying their power to
address the crime and, at worst, denying that any
crime had occurred at all, even as their entire
lives revolve around the fact of a robbery so
large that it is written in our very names. This
is not a thought experiment."
-- Ta-Nehisi Coates, "Eight Years in Power", p.85
"Notes from the Fourth Year"
That's a voice like MLK-- or you might say James Baldwin,
later in the book he mentions adopting James Baldwin as his
model-- but it's funny that in the surrounding text where he
talks about trying to find his voice, he references hip-hop:
"In 1985 I unfolded a steel chair next to my parents'
stereo, popped in a tape, and then pulled out a pen
and pad. For the next hour I played and rewound the
first verse of LL Cool J's 'I Can't Live without My
Radio,' recording each word on the pad. I was
convinced there was something worth discovering in
the lyrics, something extraordinary and arcane. I
had to have it. I had to trap it on paper, consume
it, make it mine:
'My radio, believe me, I like it loud
I'm the man with the box that can rock the crowd'
This was beyond music and poetry. This was incantation." Incantation?
Seriously?
-- Ta-Nehisi Coates, "Eight Years in Power", p.87
"Notes from the Fourth Year" Nothing in that
line reminds of
Ta-Nehisi
He goes on to talk about obsessing about the Nas Coates. If he's
track "One Love" in 1993: telling us he's
got roots in
"I sat back like The Mack, my army suit was black hip-hop, he's
We was chillin' on the benches where he pumped his not showing us
loose cracks" how.
Here, Coates discusses his developing
sense that "Art was not sentimental.
It had no responsibility to be The verse goes on giving advice
hopeful or optimistic or make anyone to a 12-year old drug dealer on
feel better about the world." murdering rivals successfully.
All of that is fine, it makes sense Can't imagine why this stuff
as background for the kind of essays would *bother* anyone, eh?
he writes-- but the idea that his But then, the fact that the
style has some roots in hip-hop is situation is so horrible is
very strange. what the rap is really about:
Every now and then, you run into a NAS_ONE_LOVE
case like this where what the artist
*says* about what they're trying to
do doesn't really match what you see
in their art.
I wonder if Coates has
Maybe none of us are really in fallen into a trap of
control of what we do... romanticizing Gritty
Reality. Life in The
Projects would no doubt
teach you some things,
but it wouldn't seem to
be anything to celebrate...
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