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Coolio 1963-2022. Show some respect
Sep. 28th, 2022 07:29 pmOK, I've seen three people quoting Weird Al's "Amish Paradise" lyrics in response to Coolio's untimely death. Here is my message to these people.
Go fuck yourselves. With a narwhal horn coated in Ghost Pepper salsa.
"Gangster's Paradise" is an excellent, powerful, piece of musical writing and performance. It earned a Grammy and several other awards and was shut out of the Academy Awards race due to the rampant racism of the AMPAS at the time. Coolio scared them.
Good, they needed to be scared.
Look, back in 1985 I was the only white guy in a squad that was Black, one Apache, and a Puerto Rican who had a Haitian mother. We would go to Atlanta on weekends and go to clubs where my buddies had to surround me because I was literally the only white guy in the building. Rap in 1985 was an education for this white kid from the suburbs. It was political, it was angry, and it was still outlaw music; unpolished, raw, and unapologetically Black.
"Gangster's Paradise" was that kind of work. Listen to it. read the fucking lyrics. Understand why Coolio didn't want it to get the Weird Al treatment. Listen to his other music. The man was a genius that scared complacent white people in the suburbs.
He was doing good work, and he died way too young. Show some fucking respect.
Go fuck yourselves. With a narwhal horn coated in Ghost Pepper salsa.
"Gangster's Paradise" is an excellent, powerful, piece of musical writing and performance. It earned a Grammy and several other awards and was shut out of the Academy Awards race due to the rampant racism of the AMPAS at the time. Coolio scared them.
Good, they needed to be scared.
Look, back in 1985 I was the only white guy in a squad that was Black, one Apache, and a Puerto Rican who had a Haitian mother. We would go to Atlanta on weekends and go to clubs where my buddies had to surround me because I was literally the only white guy in the building. Rap in 1985 was an education for this white kid from the suburbs. It was political, it was angry, and it was still outlaw music; unpolished, raw, and unapologetically Black.
"Gangster's Paradise" was that kind of work. Listen to it. read the fucking lyrics. Understand why Coolio didn't want it to get the Weird Al treatment. Listen to his other music. The man was a genius that scared complacent white people in the suburbs.
He was doing good work, and he died way too young. Show some fucking respect.
