What’s So Good About “Good” Friday?

This post is for mature audiences only.

I’m not attacking anyone’s beliefs, but I just don’t get it. On this day, they killed a cat whose mission it was that everyone aspired to be their best selves and whose message was love. This cat was sold out by those closest to him—brutalized, humiliated and vilified—and what have we learned? Is this the world he envisioned? If he were here today, he’d be flipping over tables like a mothafucka.

The world is replete with jive people—so in the midst of all the jiveness, shout out to the few mothafuckas in this world who keep it real. Out of 7 billion people on this planet, only 144,00 are true. And if you have to ask or wonder about why I say the world is jive, you’re probably part of what I’m talking about.

 Bullshit might make you full, but it can’t feed your soul.

-Nicholas Payton 3:29:13

Everyone’s so full of it nowadays. It’s ridiculous. Why waste your time bullshitting folks? It requires a lot of effort that could be better spent creating value in your life and in the lives of others. The Word lives in us all. The question is: How true to The Word are we? Society is more concerned with the outward appearance of some shit than genuine spirit. Don’t fall for what appears cool on the outside, but is empty on the inside.

That fake shit don’t last, baby. Only quality survives.

-Nicholas Payton 3:29:2013

What’s so good about a world that sought to destroy someone who was an enlightened spirit? They couldn’t deal with what this cat had to say. His message was too heavy. His delivery was fierce. His words and teachings made the jive bitches uncomfortable with themselves. The mirror of truth is a mothafucka. The mirror of truth is unapologetically clear. So rather than change the ugly shit about themselves, they sought to do away with this cat.

There is a huge difference between a passionately stated fact and an opinion. Know the difference.

-Nicholas Payton 3:28:13

That was a long time ago, but we still live in that jive-ass world. That’s right! It’s jive. It’s easier for us to celebrate the memory of something once it dies than to appreciate it in its glory when it’s right before us. Ain’t that some shit?

What would have made it a “Good” Friday to me is if people actually learned something from all of this. To me, it’s more of a Fuck You Friday . . .

Fuck all the hypocrites who love to extoll virtues they fail to uphold. Fuck all the people who love to scrutinize, criticize and find fault in others, but won’t do the work needed to improve themselves. Fuck all the dicks out there who believe they’re smarter than everyone else but actually serve to do nothing more than make themselves look stupid. Fuck the insecure assholes who always need to make everything about them. Fuck all the backstabbers. Fuck the social-climbing folks with self-serving agendas. Fuck all the mothafuckas too impatient to pay attention. Fuck the people always looking for the easiest way to do things as opposed to the most efficient. Fuck those who make things more difficult than they have to be.

And if you have a problem with all the cursing, fuck you. I’m a grown-ass man and I curse. No one’s making you read this shit.

Thank God it’s Fuck You Friday! #TGIFYF

Oh, and fuck the new Gmail and iTunes.


-Nicholas Payton aka The Savior of Archaic Pop

Payton’s Treatise on 4/4 Swing

4/4 swing is the groove of all grooves. A rigid expression of elasticity. It remains in a perpetual state of both repetition and release. It is the logical conclusion of rhythmic circularity—the place where time dies and goes to heaven. 4/4 swing is neither old nor dated. Many today dismiss it as such, because of all grooves in the Black American aesthetic, it’s the hardest to make feel good.

It’s scientifically and metrically perfect in its design. It is 1, 2, 3 and 4—all at the same time—on every beat, in any beat.

It is the genesis of the syncopated quarter note. It can be forward moving and laid back at the same time. Every beat is a universe all on its own.

4/4 swing is the rhythmic equivalent of a free fall.

It is the morse code of modern mortality.

It is the roots, the branches and the leaves.

Swing is elusive. The harder you try to swing, the less you swing.

4/4 swing is the will to wane. Its pulse personifies the determination to let go. A revolving door of opportunity. A conveyer belt to the blues. The benevolent bulldozer. The turnstile of truth.

4/4 swing is a passenger jet that’s never overbooked or oversold.

No matter how many going along for the ride, there’s always room for one more.


– Nicholas Payton aka The Savior of Archaic Pop

Revenge of The Geeks (The Difference Between Nerds, Geeks and Freaks)

Nerds and geeks are typically lumped together as one and the same, but they are eons apart. This is primarily due to the fact that these characteristics typically come to light around pubescence—a time when socialization seriously begins to define who we are, who we hang out with and why. Because nerds and geeks are usually not considered “cool” in their teens and twenties, they are viewed on the same scale, but it’s a bit more nuanced than that.

Most commonly, a nerd is a socially awkward person which may have some single-minded intelligence in one area or another, but doesn’t necessarily display an aptitude for any creative genius. Nerds tend to only be facile—if at all—in areas already discovered, whereas a geek is capable of treading new pathways in unchartered territories.

Because nerds tend to have an abnormal capacity for being repositories of unpopular information, they tend to make great statisticians, critics, accountants or teachers. They are very good with retaining and regurgitating; however, don’t seem to exhibit any talent on their own.

That said, it’s very possible to be a relatively dumb nerd. Nerds are high on information, but rank low intuitively. While intelligence is preeminent in Western thought, it doesn’t often yield excellence in fields where originality is required. Geeks, like nerds, are pushed to the periphery of society but are exceptionally skilled from a more instinctual point of view. This visceral grain in the geek is not to be mistaken for a lack of knowledge; to the contrary, it just speaks to the space from which inspiration flows. The geek’s strength is primarily based on an internal mechanism as opposed to the nerd whose functions are fundamentally factoid based.

Whereas at one point of their lives, geeks and nerds may find themselves to be social outcasts, may see that—as time progresses—they are wildly accepted at another. The difference being that the nerd’s acceptance is based on how popular their field of expertise becomes once their peer group matures, unlike the geek, who is accepted into the fold for their boldly authentic inventiveness—like the Steve Jobses or the Bill Gateses of the world.


Which recalls one of my favorite flicks of the ’80s: Revenge of The Nerds. To me, it would have more aptly been titled, Revenge of The Geeks. Most of these cats possessed natural gifts that gave them insights much deeper than what general perception could possibly comprehend at face value—with the exception of maybe Booger who I don’t recall doing anything but belching, picking his nose and other gross indulgences.

This brings to mind that one scene the so-called nerd “Lewis” turned-out the hot cheerleader in the Moonbounce. She never would have thought that Old Boy could bring it like that. If he were simply a nerd, he would have probably been too nervous or self-conscious to throw down like that, but because he’s actually a geek, he possessed an otherworldly understanding about the nature of how things operate. The geeky mindset is universally applicable where the nerdy insight is specialized.

Geeks are actually more akin to freaks than nerds. That said, don’t sleep on geeks, there’s more than meets the eye; sleep with them.


– Nicholas Payton aka The Savior of Archaic Pop