I hate working with and playing with people who do not take responsibility for themselves. If you can't fuckin play, if u haven't practiced, if u messed up, if u keep messing up, don't blame everybody else cuz yo ass sucks. Shut the fuck up, go home and practice until u get it right. Stop being a bitchassednegro throwing everybody else under the bus.
I think some of my friends were surprised at the hot pot of fish grease I threw out. I was so mad I was spitting straight fire. It did turn quite comical because this guy gets on a lot of people's nerves. I just had the audacity to say something which got the ball rolling then we just went in and ROASTED this dude. Years and years of pent up frustration. Honestly, you don't want to make me mad or get on my bad side. I can use my intelligence and humor for good or for evil and I'm definitely crazy.
The thing that people really don't understand about me is that I'm not a diehard anything. I like African drumming but am I going to spend 20 years studying it to become a master? Probably not. I love all kinds of things percussion related so I'm not one to limit myself in any way.
It is unfortunate that SOME of my worst experiences drumming have been in the African drumming community primarily because of a FEW assholes. It's like this is where there is phenomenal talent but good luck finding guys who are amazeballs to play with but also with amazeball personalities .
Things have definitely improved over time but I have quit playing African percussion several times because it's just not worth it to me. I don't love it THAT much and I don't NEED it to be successful. Yes learning and being exposed to the culture is great but the music has EVOLVED as well. The rhythm and soul comes from within.
Anyone can read my profile or go to my youtube channel and see that there are so many different things that I'm interested in and so many different gifts and talents that I have. Unlike the guy who irks the shit out of me, I have a wide variety of talent and there are many many paths I can take to success. It just so happens that percussion has been the most expedient way to get me in any door. But I don't NEED him, African dance or drumming, or anything African-related in order to be happy and successful as a percussionist. My anointing comes from the god within me and no matter who I walk away from, the universe always gives me something better.
The thing is that I LOVE being connected to Africans and anyone from the diaspora because we've all been separated for so long. However assholes come from every country and continent and I'm not fucking with no assholes. IDGAF where you came from. Shit there's 1 billion people in Africa, surely I can find pleasant people to play with.
Do I enjoy it? Yes. But not when someone is constantly acting like a dick. I mean his behavior is so ridiculous sometimes that I think he's got to be overcompensating for something missing downstairs or he's acting overly macho trying to avoid outing himself.
I don't know what his problem is, but I know I'm sick of his bullshit. And it frustrates me that none of the other men in the community put his ass in check and make him stop.
The thing is that he's always been a little bit of an asshole. Very low self esteem acting and immature. Gossips so much you definitely wonder if it makes his pussy wet. Yeah. I said it. But lately, all of a sudden, he started getting his head so swollen acting like he's friggin' Don King or something like he could EVER be relevant to me, my career and what I'm doing.
July 4th, 2014 he hyped up playing at First Friday in the Arts District and I was like, you know First Friday is cancelled because of the holiday and the heat right? Did he listen? No. He went on and on and on about how it's going to be huge exposure and a big deal blah blah blah blah blah. I'm like this dude is crazy and stupid as hell. I was playing First Fridays down at the Arts Factory WAY BACK in 2011. And of course I was right. There was NOBODY down there. This dude is delusional and thinks he is putting me on the map or something. He's been doing the same shit FOR YEARS and all of a sudden he's trying to expand and grow himself but doesn't realize I BEEN left his little tiddlywink shit long ago looking for greener more lucrative pastures.
A few months later he acts again like he's putting me in a gig when the producer is the one who called me to set the whole thing up in the first place. And look no shade to all the school programs and how valuable it is sharing the culture with the children and the community (I love sharing with the children) but he really acts like he's giving me some major opportunity or something and that I should be grateful to even be in his presence.
Once I started standing up to him and fighting back, this nikka really thought he was doing something by not calling me and excluding from his little mice nut performances. I know he was purposefully not asking me to play because he would be all loud and talk about his little thing right in my face, ask everyone else to be there and pretend like I wasn't standing there. I would be like man this nikka here is such a bitch-ass hater.
I mean seriously idiots do not understand that you create your own reality and I'm not beholden to anyone. Every dick I have walked away from, as soon as I did, something better came along so every time he thinks he is leaving me behind, I look at his ass and thank god for pushing me out of his small little sandbox.
I will never forget years ago when I interviewed at this small tiny little CPA firm in the Bay Area. It was my first interview and I was devastated when they rejected me. The hilarious part is I ended up getting recruited by a majority of the Big 6 accounting firms and worked at one of the most prestigious firms. I would have never excelled in my career so fast working at that small CPA firm. Lesson learned: rejection=God's protection.
The problem is that I started out as a brand spanking new beginning drummer in class with him a few years ago and he's been playing for 20 years so he can't see me beyond his little minion self. But dude has also been doing the same shit for 20 years and he doesn't get it. I'm not stupid. I'm NOT the kind of person who is going to be doing the same shit year after year never have been never will be. So now he thinks because he's growing that he's giving me some sort of opportunity when I surpassed him and his little rinky dink self a long time ago.
Am I saying I play better than him? Not necessarily. I'm saying that I THINK better than him and my MIND is definitely programmed for winning. His is not. He will spend the rest of his life working in his cubicle and being a low-paid hobbyist drummer.
Now, if I didn't believe in myself and have already accomplished so much, his bullshit would probably toy with my self esteem. However, almost every teacher/master we've ever played with, ALMOST EVERY SINGLE ONE has said that he has no rhythm and I have a better sense of rhythm than he does. But do I throw that in his bitch assed face EVER?
And if I get mad enough, I will walk the fuck out of your life for good and you will be very very sad indeed cuz I'm the shit and I'm fun to be around. A lot of people actually like me and like having me around. What I lack in mastery I more than make up for in fun and personality. I'm the ray of sunshine in your life but I will take my sunshine elsewhere if you don't know how to treat me...That's of course after I clown you and make your balls shrivel up.
Djembullies and dundunddumbdumbs be warned! I am crazy. I may not have your physical power but don't fuck with me cuz I will GO IN and make you feel like SHIT.
U mad bro? You did it to ya self trying to throw me under the bus. This is what you get for being such a bitch.
That nikka needs a metronome and some self-reflection.
He just gets on my nerves and has been getting on my nerves for a long ass time. Especially the last several months. I do my best to just accept who he is and keep it movin' but fam' sometimes I just want to choke that bitch. Can you love someone and still want to kick them in the nuts? I have definitely tried talking to him about it, I've tried not dealing with him at all thinking it would make me feel better which to a certain extent it has. But when you have to work closely with someone several hours a week, you can't stand their bitchassedness and they are unwilling to change, then what is a person to do? Well, now you see what I do. He just broke the camel's back with the last straw recently.
People can try to say I'm sensitive because I'm a woman and yes I am sensitive. But I also had to fight through a world full of male chauvinist racist bullshit in corporate America so I'm sensitive but I am also a very tough person. I've been through a lot in my life and therefore being among the men doesn't necessarily intimidate me.
The difference is that fighting in corporate America was worth it to me.
Fighting against a dickhead African drummer (who constantly drives everyone away) just so I can play African percussion is not worth it to me. It's not my dream to be in just another West African drum and dance company doing the same old traditional dances, making no money and not progressing into something evolutionary. Yes, I think it's great to preserve and share the culture but for me the music is inside me waiting to be expressed. It's not necessarily about repeating licks and phrases all the time. Ok so I may be speaking blasphemy but one guy said it best when he said "somebody originally created it" and then it became tradition.
I like learning and challenging myself which is the part I really enjoy about playing with people so GREAT but I have no desire to be a master djembefola. I don't know and haven't met a lot of people living large and eating real well off doing it. I have met a lot of "masters" who are amazing but they don't make enough money to feed their children and take care of all their family back home. Therefore it's not who I aspire to be or what I aspire to do.
The djembe has opened so many doors for me and taking me quite far but any time I have to deal with a djembully, I don't stick around. I don' t give a shit what the situation is. If you don't treat me right, I'm not fuckin' with you.