After living in this country for 20 years, and being an [‘independent’] foreign artist from South America who happens to circulate without being really allowed to ‘circulate’ in many British/or European sonic & art [falsely autonomous, independent, DIY] environments, that is, an artist without LOCATION since day ZERO, and therefore with no licence whatsoever to walk through spheres primarily destined to 1- those born and bred in the UK, 2- those producing the customary blue-eyed pop (independent, DIY or not], 3 - those without an ‘accent’, 4 - those who hold ‘the etiquette’ to be in such industry, 5 those who have the strong backing of record labels and PRs to engage in the most boring and unpoetically forms of promotion, those frequently in accordance to the usual grammar of an eternal patriarchal music/art scene and industry. I must tell you, after a certain point - in my case the last 30 years - you can’t just let the same ever-patronising speech of so many summers ago reach you again and again, or the eternal guidelines for etiquette, or the whiteness & sexless professorial arrogance of millennial music critics who patronizingly still think they can teach you a lesson. You might first learn how to dance, learn how to scream.
Thursday, 26 September 2019
Thursday, 3 January 2019
Moralismo Branco espalhado
O grau de burrice, mal gosto e moralismo branco - aquele que atinge todas as 'raças', 'classes' e 'gêneros' e sexos é nauseante. Bota na cara, bota na boca, bota onde quiser.
Labels:
Against it,
Brasil,
Brazil,
burrice,
class,
Damares Alves,
direitos humanos,
govern Bolsonaro,
moralism branco,
race,
sex and gender
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