Play Gro Touré Here This narrative begins in post-post-production. After the lyrics have been written, the guitars have been laid down, the beat has been assembled, the singing, the rapping, the vibing has been completed, and the recording, mixing and mastering has finished. In the neoliberal digital economy, the labor of the independent artist doesn’t […]Read More Promoting Gro Touré
Die Lit, or the art of being ontological terror (Paper Presented at Global Debate Symposium in the Kritikal Lab, July 7th, 2019) I don’t usually like to reflect on my writing for a public audience. I find in every reflection I place the words of who I once was into the context and constellation of […]Read More Die Lit, or the art of being ontological terror
“Spit, Lil’ Cuz…” – Qadir Jones (aka Hellstar), my beautiful and brilliant autodidactic cousin “… Keep it Real.” – John Gillespie Sr (aka Unorthodox), my complex and clever autodidactic father These were the maxims that marked my introduction to philosophical study. Spit: /spit/ (verb) – to rap, to make words make melodies, to […]Read More We Cyphered Our Symposiums.
GRO TOURÉ May 28th Live Recording // Post-Punk // Spoken-Word Poetry // Free Punk be okay with the fact that it happened. be okay with the fact that it happened. be okay with the fact that it happened. that it was happening at all. that there was air, pumping through your chest. that you […]Read More Even if the World was Burning, I’d be Alright (Live Recording // Free Punk)
Niggas don’t be feeling they theory, ya feel me? Niggas don’t be feeling what it feels like to feel like the World was built atop of you. Niggas don’t be feeling what it feels like to sit with the tomb of history, to let the dust settle beneath your feet, to feel the weight of […]Read More Afro-Depressionism Incomplete
And it’s a permanent scar, you can’t forget who you are It don’t matter where you go, they say we are who we are When you cook in the raw and you’re bad from the start You as cold in your heart, you as cold as your heart And it’s a permanent scar… – Future, […]Read More Nothing is, what Nothing has… Let the Niggas Create: Trap, Rock n’ Roll and Cultural Radicalism
Let’s write music together – you and I. Let’s write music laced in punk rock and indie soul. Let’s write music dripping in trap drums and arena rock guitars. Let’s write music that skats like mumble rap and dabs like bebop. Let’s write music that sounds like what it sounds like when the world is […]Read More Black Daddies Are Like Limewire