“All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind”
– Kahlil Gibran
A seemingly simple, yet somewhat complex concept: Everything you say should feed whoever you’re saying it to. Similarly, you should be fed by the words that are given to you. Don’t be naive enough to think that words, depending on their origin, are irrelevant or powerless. And don’t think for a second that people aren’t paying attention to the words that are coming out of your mouth.
You can tell a lot about a person by the type of conversation they create and entertain. When you invite yourself (or accept an invitation) to the table, you have to deal with the meal that’s served. Once you realize that what you’re consuming is unhealthy, you have to make a decision to leave or continue to eat. If you choose to stay, you can’t blame the chef or the host if you get sick. The corrosion or cleansing that occurs is merely a consequence of your choice.
In music, the same rules apply. When you’re looking to be fed, where do you go? What “restaurants” are you patronizing? If you’re an artist, what is your mind cooking up for the people? I think that’s where most people, patron or proprietor, get it wrong. Most people just look to be entertained. Looking for snacks and junk food to devour. In reality, they should be looking to savor some sustenance.
Here’s some food for thought…get a plate!
Bilal – “All For Love”
“I’ve played the fool before. Stared at the sun till it burned out my eye sight. Blind, but a man must move on. No time for regrets. Who lives in rehearse?”
Mos Def – “Priority”
“Top priority. Peace before everything. God before anything. Love before anything. Real before everything. Home before any place. Truth before anything…”
The Roots – “Atonement”
“…taking the city with a grain a salt/with it tasting foul, chase it down with the latest malt liquor…”
Lupe Fiasco – “Hurt Me Soul”
“…laser-guided targeting, oil for food bartering, terrorist organization harboring…bulimic vomiting, Catholic priest fondling, preemptive bombing and Osama and Obama ‘nem, they breaking in my car again…all the world’s ills, sitting on chrome 24 inch wheels…”
Outkast – “Babylon”
“…but let me hold it down, cause they shut you down when you speak from your heart. Now that’s hard. Cause while we ranting and raving bout gats…n*gga they made them gats! They got some sh!t that’ll blow out our back…from where they stay at.”
John Legend & The Roots – “Shine”
“It’s so dark, but I see sparks…they can’t eat if we don’t feed them. Can’t read if we don’t teach them.”
So, I just put my ingredients in the pot. Now it’s your turn. What are some of your favorite songs to feed on when your soul is hungry?