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I think that mos Def chose to sample from gil-Scott heron because he was a very influential in the African American music scene, even though I style of hip hop Is different it follows the tradition of black music. This is due to the fact that American soul and jazz music was created by black tradition so by sampling from a music piece like that it keeps the roots of the music flowing between hip hop artists.
“I don’t want to waste anyone’s time or money. I want to give people some truth and positive heart lift”. What he is trying to say is that his raps aren’t for the money or fame but for people who actually enjoy the love of music. Picture number 2 stands put to me because it shows the bond between family and their independence to fight through life.
“People was tussling, arguing and bustling”- image of a crowd of people, arguing. Negative image of the inner city- is hustling a bad thing.
“Like city lights stay throbbing”- creates image of the city as restless, always moving, Always bright.
“Thirsty criminals take pockets”- image of criminals making us think about how crime works in the inner city.
I think that the city is presented in its reality by his song “respiration”. He describes what really goes on and finds a way to put it into terms where all ages can understand. Mos Def makes points where you need to fight to make your way in life.
According to lucian J. Flores, how and why has hip hop changed since its beginning? It has changed because it isn’t real but reel. Rappers no longer stick to the truth but make music that they know people want to hear which is all to do with being hyper-violent and hyper-masculine. The reason why it has changed though, isn’t all down to making adjustments to music for the fans but also about the bigger labels dictating smaller labels which have purchased real hip hop artists and rappers.
According to asante, rappers rap about the same themes in their songs because they rap about what the majority of people want to hear which will sell. They don’t rap about their struggles with trapping and other thing but instead Make it seem like a good life.
Radiation can occur in a vacuum because of particles and waves, i.e. photons and waves, the same as visible light. the energy particles always moves from a warmer system to a colder system. All states of matter emit radiation which is why it happens in solids, gases and liquids.
53 – “As if, in some way, the nature of the game was controlling me taking me towards a logical but frightening conclusion”
The use of the game metaphor comes up when two climbers reach the Summit and it supports the idea that the risks of climbing come as a result of some kind of compulsion or addiction.
146 – “It looked like a Renaissance painting, in the Sistine Chapel, where the white bearded old man pointing his finger from the ceiling was supposed to be God.”
Comparing his hallucinations to that of a painting using similies. Talking about his hallucinations using a heavenly god like background shows that he may be having faith in God.
150 – “It was barren and lifeless; I hated the place for its cruelty, and for what it had made me do. I wondered whether I had murdered him.”
The author is speaking from the Simon’s point of view and is applying the adjective “murder” to Simon which indicates that he feels that his actions where purposeful and did cause Joe’s apparent death. Also it is personifying the mountain as an evil entity as he claims it was the reason for this all happening, so he blames the mountain for causing it all.
150 – “I spent a long time at the pool, cleaning my clothes and picking at the sunburn on my face. It was a peaceful cleansing ritual and my despair gradually faded as I mulled over the past few days.”
Simon feels guilty over the events which have occurred and the pool can symbolise washing the guilt of him as he is cleansing himself, and attempting to clean the guilt as he believes he killed Simon. Also the word “ritual” shows it is an important sequence he is doing linking with religion like he is washing his sins away.
183 – “Something huge and bloated wallowed in my chest, squeezing my throat and emptying my guts.”
181 – “When I stood up it seemed that I lifted a heavy weight with me, an almost solid feeling of dread that had crept through me, and I despaired of going on any further.”
As I stepped of the plane I embraced my family’s home country whilst my mind slowly adjusted to the amazement I was experiencing. When disembarking my imagination ran wild, I had continued heading towards the exit whilst my heart rapidly pounded. At last…. a known face appeared, it was my cousin. just seeing him calmed my nerves, but i soon started over thinking like who would take us home? where is his dad? and even stressed about his age, my mind clouded with thoughts. my cousin knocked some sense into me when he punched my arm, he was a tall strong young man he was quite the role model adolescent. but what he hadn’t realized is that his punch to my arm actually really hurt! my arm went dead as soon as. we departed the airport and headed towards the car park suddenly the sound of a loud roaring engine echoed the place, i turned my head and was soon blinded by the bright headlights that came towards me. i started feeling faint from too many scenarios going on in my head, i was totally incapable of controlling my body and my eyes started to blur at this moment the car seemed too close for me to do anything so i simply closed my eyes. it was a few seconds later when the sound of giggles reached my ears my eyes slowly opened and when adjusting to the brightness figured out it was my uncle driving , he made it so that he was only a few inches away, it was at this point i faked a laugh trying to hide my fear of the prank. i took a seat in what could only be described as a small uncomfortable car, yet my tiredness meant that i had to avoid this problem (which was easy as i dozed off into darkness).my eyes opened after what felt like only a few minutes to see my uncle, a smart tech guy struggling with the radio. my cousin laughed as i showed a small grin, we shortly reached their apartment garage which seemed to have only a 6ft height difference between the floor and ceiling. as we came to a halt my door was opened and i embraced the feel of being treated like a king, my legs feel like i just put them through a marathon as they mounted the stairs, each one took so much energy that i even resulted to starting psych myself up. my English psyching must sounded allot like cursing because even though assuming my born and bred french family never had a clue about English my cousin gave me a confused look and asked me a question that i never knew how to reply to, it was the mixed emotions question of ” what the hell are you doing” it was at this moment i knew i had one of three options. the more likely option of just playing it cool, the second which is acting like you didn’t hear and are confused or the third which was to simply faint and avoid the whole situation. even though number three seemed like a good choice but wasn’t the one i had opted for instead a confused face and me looking around the whole stairwell happened. my suffering had seemed to have ended as i knocked on the door and was met by my aunt a small well-educated woman my cousin a talented person and her boyfriend who was on his way to being a man. they greeted me with smiles, hugs and kisses. we entered and i placed my luggage down with a sigh of relief and the knowledge of that i was known in safe hands and even better the hands of family. my eyebrows raised as i wondered the time i had a guesstimate of it roughly being ten o’clock which is why i was in such shock when i realized it was two in the morning i gasped and it suddenly hit me that everyone was up for me they all put the effort to make this happen and arrange it. this was all going on in my head when my sense of smell finally sharpened again and my mouth watered as my nose was met by the not the smell of dinner but the smell of a feast. meals were placed on the table as my family sat themselves down. we ate an inexplicably delicious meal when finished i was enlightened and shared chatter with my cousins as the rest of the family departed and soon so did my female cousin, as she headed off i heard the words that my other cousin should’ve wished he had never asked, it was the one and only “do you want to play me at fifa”. yet i did have to admit that i wasn’t that good but luckily my tactics were, we enjoyed the first match where i unleashed the tactics where after going on an “all out attack” and then scoring, i would then “park the bus” it got on every persons nerve that i have ever played but victory didn’t come easy to me with video games and consoles.as the games went past rivalry became bigger, after games i felt like my eyes were struggling to keep up with the speed that my fingers were moving. the game had gotten us so hooked that buy the time he had to take a break from the tension between matches the sun had risen and was now glistening down upon us which was frustrating he said not because we;d not slept or that we’d have to stop but simply as the sun was adding to much glare on the television it was amusing since our hunger for the game had grown so much in only a few hours and barely without us knowing we were rapidly becoming addicted. it was time i snapped back into my sporty personality, so i dragged what felt like boulders for legs to the bathroom, as i leaned over the sink i took in deep breaths and gave myself a good hard look into what i was turning into, i took a long exhale and splashed my face with water i felt so refreshed like i had risen from dead, me being revived realized this wasn’t how i should be spending a vacation. i walked out with a spring in my step and feeling like i could take on anything which is where i got over confident and soon found myself asking something an average guy shouldn’t ask someone who works out daily! it was the challenge to an arm wrestle suddenly i found myself leaving back to the bathroom panicking trying to think of how i came to asking that and hoping i was dreaming. as i started to feel like my sweat was drowning me i knew i had to face him, i walked back into the room squaring myself up, i put my arm down on the table as i feared the worst his hands clenched over mine this was when i realized it wasn’t a war where we had equal chances of winning but it was going to be a massacre.BANG my hand slammed against the table.The shame that i then experienced was indescribable.another few hours passed and i had no insight into what this day held in store for me so i simply stayed by my cousins side like a puppy.i got frustrated with the boredom so i insisted we do something extravagant but he offered to go for a swim with his friends and i was up for anything so i tagged along. we met up with his friends at a small park and and as all of us neared to the leisure centre i could see what we’d be doing and i wasn’t exactly pleased, sure their were rides and everything but then came what seemed like a 60ft diving board which i was told by his friends was the only way you were allowed to swim. i tried playing it cool but heights were my biggest fear factor so i turned out looking at all of them with a creepy face trying to do my best to keep my cool.we still had quite a way to travel and with every step it became taller and taller my nerves were starting to become uncontrollable so i tried twisting my ankle but i guess today just wasn’t my day, it served me right for asking to do something extravagant. we entered trough a reception and when seeing the price i knew now was my final chance to back out my head told me the speak but my heart told me to fight my fear a pip of sound left my mouth but i managed to bite down on my toungue. we passed through the doors and against all my insticts my body powered on walking towards the changing room. i dressed myself and took a big inhale, a shiver went tthrough my spine as i push open my changing room door a few seconds later we were all out and ready to experience a thrill or for me to experience a near death experience. we headed towards the ladder like stairs as i looked up with fear, i mounted the first step with a big exhale and as we continued to climb my nerves reached an unsettling stage, unconcious of my sorroundings my eyes stayed hooked of not misplacing my feet i nearly walked off the edge and down into the water,lucky for me the staff had me stopped. i waited for people to jump down with a with my heart in my hands and my eyes slammed shut, it then came to where i had to jump and i shaked like never before i took what could have been the worst look down and placed my foot across the edge my arms tucked to my sides and my body as straight as ever i took the jump.SPLASH. i had hit the water my fear had been conquered but hang on it was way too easy i inhaled then questioned how i was breathing under water, at this point i leant forward to see my self in my bedroom.
Lo: how can we tell a story is a junto Diaz story.
I think that one of the themes that junot Diaz displays is the background of living up rough.we can recognise a junot Diaz piece of writing by his description of the scenario and the emphasis he puts in.
heat energy is transferred by convection because: convection is caused by kinetic energy, it happens due to the vibration of particles heating up a fluid with a result of less dense materials rising. The state that convection is most effective is with liquids.For convection to take place there must be fluids which is why Convection doesn’t occur in a vacuum because there isn’t anything in a vacuum so fluids may not be heated to rise less denser materials. The states of matter that convection can take place in are only liquids and gases.
The sun is setting whilst glistening on the calm waters of London St Paul was fading into the distance as the night crept up taking over the mystical sunset
The feeling that the passage creates for the reader is trying to get them to visualise the scene as if they were apart of it giving them a blury vision of the main picture but still quite understanding.
As I stepped of the plane I embraced my families home country whilst my mind slowly adjusted to the amazement I was experiencing.the ride to my uncles Had been a long one but the vacation had been awaited for months on end.
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