June 2013
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This could have been a really interesting, insightful story about Nollywood. Sadly, the writer commits these, and other, no-nos:
- Fails to acknowledge that Nigeria ≠ Africa: While Nollywood may be popular “all over Africa”, how about acknowledging that NOT ALL AFRICANS SPEAK THE SAME LANGUAGE? (and certainly not the pidgin/dialect-heavy English many Nollywood films are written/improvised in)?
- Ignores relevant precedents: In several thousand words, this piece manages to suggest that Nollywood is Africa’s first significant film industry. Patently false. How about a mention of cinema powerhouses like Egypt, Senegal, Mali, etc.?
- Snarks the shit out of it: This is the story’s kicker: “It seemed impolite to interrupt to ask when the office’s electricity might return.” Fuck you, dude.
One of my favorite ways to get to know a new record is to let it play while I sleep. I wait until I’m good and tired, until my eyelids begin to meet, then I put something on. And if it’s round enough and warm enough and familiar enough in that way good songwriting should be, a record can make my bed feel smaller, less empty.
I like to wake up in the night and listen to a few stray, contextless minutes of music (Chief Keef, Waka, Yo Gotti) before dropping back into sleep. I hear things I might not have heard otherwise. In the morning, I have new memories. The best records have corresponding dreams.
An album I’ve fallen in love with in my sleep: Channel Orange & I eventually loved it with eyes open.
“I’ve never met a man that didn’t like chocolate.”
—Unknown
“If you don’t make Christmas presents, meaning making something that’s so emotionally connected to people, don’t talk to me.”
—Kanye West
Summa Summa Summa Time
I’m writing this & I have a .pdf open in another tab of terms that I should be studying.
My summer plans will consist of the two classes I’m taking in summer 1 of summer school & the two classes I will be taking in summer 2 of summer school. Being a science major is the pits.
I’m also working in the morning since I go to school in the evening. I’m w-w-working on my shit. All my friends are nearby & i’ll try my best to see them, and try my best to save money, and try my best to do actual work outs instead of the lazy girl yoga I’m strangling onto in an attempt to trick myself into thinking I still workout.
I love my planner. I live by my planner. I can’t wait to buy my 2014 one. It will be much cuter than the maroon one I have now. I have a test on Monday and Kanye’s new album comes out Tuesday.
I’m drinking more water. I’m trying to write more. I’m working on a lot of things for this site. I’m cleaning out my closet… literally and figuratively. Like, I have a lot of clothes I don’t wear.
I’m gonna take a nap now.
“Sometimes I think about you, but that ain’t none of ya damn business.”
—Me
