On The $780,000 Piece of Pussy . . .

Uh, if I was ever crazy enough to spend $780k for some pussy, it wouldn’t be for a virgin; it would be for a bitch I was sure could fuck. What’s funny is, the dude auctioning the virgin dick off only got 3k. Whenever someone tells me how much women are undervalued and underappreciated, I’ll direct them to this story. Sad commentary on the times in which we live if a virgin auction is what’s necessary to get someone to help those in need. I wonder if this Natsu cat and the other bidders would just give this money to help the poor. Clearly, they have money to blow. This is what capitalism looks like and is evidence that poverty is not natural, but manmade. When you have wealthy people who can waste money on frivolity like this, the other side of the equation is–some family somewhere–must be starving to death; it’s basic math. The world is like one big pussy; most of us are getting fucked. Further proof that, as I’ve said before, pussy and money rule the world. Dick don’t mean dick.

Pretty Baby

We live in a society where everything, even love, has a monetary value attached to it. I remember years ago I used to give free lessons to cats. That came to a sudden halt when it got back to me that the underground rumblings were, “Yeah, Nick gives those free lessons.” Like somehow the info I passed on was half-assed because I didn’t make them pay. The masters I studied with taught me for free and I thought I would continue in that tradition–but fuck tradition–that’s been done. I want to feel something else. Thing is: Unless you understand tradition, you’re a slave to it.

Time doesn’t exist on a line. Like rings on a tree; time grows in circles around itself. The higher the tree; the deeper the roots.

– Nicholas Payton

Pay As You Go

People don’t pay you as long as you’re willing to work for free. The great Ernie Andrews told me years ago, “You gotta start like you want to finish.” As an artist, you should always strive to get paid to work on your craft, at any level. It’s hard to tell people who knew you when you were working for free, that you now expect to be paid. People respect your work more when you charge for it. If you want to do a solid for somebody, cool, but make sure you’re fine with walking away knowing that–if the situation were reversed–they might not do a solid for you. Sadly, most people don’t see value in quality free goods. Conversely, they have a genuine appreciation for high-priced bullshit. Sad commentary on the times in which we live if a virgin auction is what’s necessary to get someone to help those in need. And it’s why you must charge for your work. Even if it’s a pittance, it’s a gesture of value and respect.

Lift To The Scaffold

It’s the same with musicians. These cats out here undercutting one another are fucking up the scale for everyone. Generation upon generation, people have worked tirelessly–even died–to build what many destroy overnight doing free gigs. Write for yourself for free. If you have other skill sets you can depend on to generate income, you are blessed. Honestly, the free work you’re doing isn’t generating any income anyway, so you’re no worse off. I had a publishing company suggest I write for Huffington Post–where they don’t pay–to garner more readership. Fuck that, I can do that on my own.

Pardon my huffiness… Wah, wah, wah, wah. . . . *trumpet in plunger mute*

If everyone is writing for free, what’s to set you apart from them? That means your work has the same value as shit work.

Yellow Elevator To The Gallows

Real journalism, real musicianship–quality overall–has been devalued. Mediocrity is king. Focus your gaze on the places that value your work; fuck the others, for they don’t care anyway. The majority works for free, or slave labor, and thus undervalues the whole. That’s what slavery looks like in 2012.

Just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you’re not a slave. Michael Jackson is a slave, relatively speaking. Even in his passing, his estate is being “oppressed.” Prince complained about being a slave; remember The Symbol?

Listen to George Michael talk about his slavery to Sony records below . . .

Of course, slavery doesn’t happen by itself. Someone must be complicit in selling out their brothers and sisters. Not everyone is complicit, but most don’t have an option. The majority are just pieces in a game. “We the people” is one of the biggest lies ever told. A
lie that has been told so many times over, it’s more believable than the truth.

They love to sell people on this “We” shit. “We” this and “We” that. “We” don’t all benefit, therefore “We” shouldn’t all go down for the cause. Though everyone invests, capitalism is not a profit sharing endeavor amongst all parties.

Capitalism depends on a slave class to survive, and slavery depends on the silent majority.

I know life for women ain’t no Crystal Stair, to quote Langston Hughes, but being a man ain’t no picnic either. Or maybe it’s a pick Nick, as that term has origins in The Oppressor picking a Nigger to lynch as entertainment.

Pretty Woman

I am against sexism and the oppressive patriarchy that women have to endure on a daily basis, but freedom and equality come with a price. Like when a man says, “I’ve had enough; this conversation is over,” and the woman’s reply is, “You can’t talk to me like that. I’m not a child.” Fair enough. Women are not children and deserve the right to be treated as equals, but ladies, you can’t be submissive when it’s convenient to you. You can’t expect a man to take care of you when you want that security, and in your next breath, not respect his wishes. If your desire is to be protected, you have to pay with your indepence.

Famed MC, Jay-Z, said, “I got 99 problems but a bitch ain’t one.” The prophesy in Jay’s lyric here is that he’s part of the 1%. Decode that!

Ascenceur Pour L’Echafaud

Males dominate through the false construct of patriarchy in the same way Whites dominate through the false construct of racism. Reality is nothing but a fantasy. At any given moment, we either act authentically or fake authenticity. For if fantasy isn’t real, then reality isn’t real, thus any perceived humor or tragedy is purely subjective.

Intelligence is the tool; wisdom is the application.

#BAM

– Nicholas Payton aka The Savior of Archaic Pop

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