1.03 - Cultuur & identiteit
Lesson 1 - introduction
Mickey Dread - Roots & Culture
Mickey Dread - Roots & Culture
Now here comes a special request
To each and everyone
Especially those of my brethren
Who forget where they are coming from, you know
This song is called roots and culture
Don't you bite the hands that feed you
My brethren no
Don't you bite the hands that feed you
Don't you burn your bridges then behind you
My brethren no
Don't you burn your bridges them behind you
Cause if you burn your bridges down
That is a wrong thing to do
The good you do today will surely live after you
I say
Don't you bite the hands that feed you my brethren no
Don't you bite the hands that feed you
Remember the days of bread and water man
Remember the days of hunger
Don't forget your roots and culture
My brethren say
Remember your place of shelter
Cause if you deal with war man
You can't run far
You deal with grudge
You a go melt like fudge
Don't you bite the hands that feed you my brethren no
Don't you bite the hands that feed you no
Don't you bite the hands that feed you my brethren no
Don't you bite the hands that feed you
Don't you burn your bridges them behind you my brethren no
Don't you burn your bridges them behind you
Cause if you deal with war man you can't run far
You deal with grudge
You a go melt like fudge mi say
Don't you bite the hands that feed you mi brethren say
Don't you bite the hands that feed you no
Remember your roots and culture my brethren say
Remember your place of shelter
Don't forget the days of bread and water man
Remember the days of hunger
For you never miss the water till the well runs dry
You spit ina the sky
It a go fall ina you eye mi say
Don't you bite the hands that feed you my brethren no
Don't you bite the hands that feed you
Songs
Lady Gaga - Born this Way
Lady Gaga - Born This Way
Lady Gaga - Born this Way
Lady Gaga - Born this way
It doesn't matter if you love him or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby
My mama told me when I was young, "We are all born superstars"
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on in the glass of her boudoir
"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"
She said, "'Cause He made you perfect, babe
So hold your head up, girl, and you'll go far"
Listen to me when I say
I'm beautiful in my way 'cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself, and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way (born this way)
Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way (born this way)
Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way
Right track, baby, I was born this way
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Don't be (don't be, don't be)
Give yourself prudence and love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth
In the religion of the insecure, I must be myself, respect my youth
A different lover is not a sin, believe capital H-I-M (hey, hey, hey)
I love my life, I love this record, and
Mi amore vole fe, yah (same DNA)
I'm beautiful in my way 'cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself, and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way
Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way (born this way)
Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're Black, white, beige, chola descent
You're Lebanese, you're Orient'
Whether life's disabilities left you outcast, bullied, or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause, baby, you were born this way
No matter gay, straight, or bi', lesbian, transgender life
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born to survive
No matter Black, white or beige, chola, or Orient' made
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born to be brave
I'm beautiful in my way 'cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself, and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way, yeah
Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way
Baby, I was born this way (born this way)
Ooh, there ain't no other way, baby, I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way
I was born this way, hey
I was born this way, hey
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way, hey
I was born this way, hey
I was born this way, hey
I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way, hey
Same DNA, but born this way
Same DNA, but born this way
Noa D. featuring Grace Taylor - Brown Boy
Noa D. featuring Grace Taylor - Brown Boy
Noa D. featuring Grace Taylor - Borwn Boy
Brown boy in this white skin
Tell me why they fight him
Why do they not like him?
They say he's nothin' like them
And he can't speak the tongue
So they just mock him in language
They say he disgrace the place from where all his people come
But that ain't true
Nah uso that ain't true
'Cause all he ever do
Is show the pride as much as you
And all he's ever known
Is the blood that runs within
That wasn't good enough
So he inked it on his skin
Just to be
Another dude that answer all of these
Stupid questions like
Tell me what it means
Why'd you have to go and get the tribal sleeve?
If you just another palagi
Another palagi
Damn
Another palagi
But that's far from me
'Cause I ain't like that
I show 'em pride
And I give it right back
'Cause I ain't just a
This white skin
Nurtured in a brown community
Struggling to find unity within me
But I've started to know
I'm half Samoan say it loud
Say it proud
Feeling I gotta be a little louder
Speak a little browner
I am still learning my cultural identity
But I feel what you feel
This white skin
It's all one and the same
It's afakasi
The name itself acknowledges
A journey, a struggle, a celebration, a life
Being afakasi
Me
Sting - Englishman in New York
Modesty = bescheidenheid
Propriety = fatsoen
Notoriety = bekendheid, maar ook: beruchtheid
Sobriety = soberheid, nuchterheid
Sting - Englishman in New York
Sting - Englishman in New York
I don't drink coffee, I take tea, my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
He's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun
Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than a license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run
If "manners maketh man" as someone said
He's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say
Be yourself no matter what they say
Be yourself no matter what they say
Be yourself no matter what they say (oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien)
Be yourself no matter what they say (I'm an Englishman in New York)
Be yourself no matter what they say (oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien)
Be yourself no matter what they say (I'm an Englishman in New York)
Be yourself no matter what they say (oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien)
Be yourself no matter what they say (I'm an Englishman in New York)
Be yourself no matter what they say (oh, I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien)
Be yourself no matter what they say (I'm an Englishman in New York)
Be yourself no matter what they say
L-Fresh the Lion - Be Cool
L-Fresh the Lion - Be Cool
L-Fresh the Lion - Be Cool
I’ve performed on many stages from community shows to TV
I've been in front of thousands and been on big screens globally
And I’ve gotta be honest, I’ve never once felt stage fright
But there’s been a few times where I’ve frozen from what I’ve seen beyond the stage lights
The looks, laughs and jokes sometimes pull me down
Coz they judge me and think they've figured me out before I open my mouth
As I flip these stereotypes, don’t think that I can't see you
As I'm gripping this mic and holding it tight, don’t think that I can’t hear you
And if you tell me it’s a joke again I'll no longer be a listener
Try living in a home where every day you’re made to feel like a visitor
I’ve been patient many times but maybe I haven’t tried enough
Maybe I should lighten up or maybe I just ain’t white enough
Now tell me, wouldn’t that phase you too?
I know that look, this ain’t a zoo, what do I look like to you?
I’m not here for your amusement or here for you to abuse me
I’m an entertainer but to me this is so much more than music
Realise these are my insides that I'm pouring out
My heart's felt so much pain there’s been times I've almost tore it out
And whilst I’m tryna change minds through rhymes when I’m performing now
I’m also trying to find my piece of peace, isn’t that what war’s about?
Nah, this fighting won’t make it better
So I smile in defeat, walk away in retreat and stamp it like a letter
So tell me, where do the fed up end up when everything is through?
Who knows, but as I reach the exit, I keep my cool
[Chorus (repeat):]
Breathe in
Breathe out
Be cool
Some battles aren’t worth fighting, that’s on my mind when-
I'm standing in line, awaiting a ride at this taxi stand
Reflecting on the show, I hope the crowd understood what I was there for
Removing doubts in my mind, as we pull up at the airport
It's all cool till security comes along while I’m waiting
And I get pulled aside from the queue, that’s another random interrogation
There’s countless examples like this, I couldn’t add it up
It’s like they enjoy playing with you just when you think you’ve had enough
Ever wonder what’s like to feel caged like a prisoner
But when no crime has been committed and innocence must be proven
Coz guilt has been administered and when you’re in need of witnesses
To have your back and clear your name, there’s no one around to witness this
Sometimes it feels like it is futile
I can speak to thousands but my voice still gets treated like a child’s
I ain’t playing no more, I can no longer mess with this game
Don’t even get me started with the looks I get when I step on this plane
Damn, just when I thought I saw the end of it
I take my seat and a deep breath before I begin to reflect again
This doesn’t compare to the cards my ancestors were dealt
And that reminds me though, I don’t just represent myself
In an industry where most strive for differentiation, I was gifted it
And knowing I was born to stand out, it makes me lift again
So I smile in victory and stand for what's true
When I close my eyes I prepare for tomorrow and keep my cool
Mickey Guyton - Black Like Me
Mickey Guyton - Black Like Me
Mickey Guyton - Black Like Me
Little kid in a small town
I did my best just to fit in
Broke my heart on the playground, mm
When they said I was different
Oh now, now I'm all grown up, and nothing has changed
Yeah, it's still the same
It's a hard life on easy street
Just white painted picket fences far as you can see
If you think we live in the land of the free
You should try to be black like me
My daddy worked day and night
For an old house and a used car, hm
Just to live that good life, mm
It shouldn't be twice as hard
Oh now, now I'm all grown up and nothing has changed
Yeah, it's still the same
It's a hard life on easy street
Just white painted picket fences far as you can see
If you think we live in the land of the free
You should try to be, oh, black like me
Oh, oh oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I know I'm not the only one, oh yeah
Who feels like I, I don't belong
It's a hard life on easy street
Just white painted picket fences far as you can see
And if you think we live in the land of the free
Then you should try to be, oh, black like me
Oh, and someday we'll all be free
And I'm proud to be, oh, black like me
And I'm proud to be black like me
Proud to be black like me
Black like me
Shad - Brother (Watching)
Shad - Brother (Watching)
Shad - Brother (Watching)
I try to hold some hope in my heart
For these African youths
Coming up where I'm from
Many traps to elude
Surrounded by
Mostly white and affluent dudes
And somehow, you expected to have
Mastered this smooth
Swagger and move
With the right walk, the right talk
Fashion and crews
Souls subtly attacked and abused
And what's funny's being black wasn't cool
Where I'm from til suddenly
You started hearing rap in the school
Hallways
Admist this madness I grew
With knack for amusing through this little skill
For rappin at dudes
An' we all like to laugh at the truth
But when you young and same facts
Pertain to who you rappin em to
Well, I opted not to bring
That to the booth
But after a while, it sort of starts naggin at you
The crazed infatuation with blackness
That trash that gets viewed
And the fact that the tube only showed blacks
Actin the fool and I was watching...
(Saturated with negative images and a limited range of
Possibilities is strange...)
And it's sad cause that naturally do
Sort of condition your mind and over time
That's what's attractive to you
So young blacks don't see themselves in
Scholastic pursuits
Or the more practical routes
It's makin tracks or it's hoops
Or God-forbid movin packs for the loot
Even with this music we so limited - it's rap or produce
And that narrow conception of what's black isn't true
Of course, still we feel forced to adapt to this view
Like there's something that you're havin to prove
Now add that to the slew
Of justification the capitalists use
For the new blaxploitation
Many actions excused
In the name of getting cash
That's adversely impactin our youth
With mental slavery, the shackles is loose
And it's hard to cut chains when they attached at the roots
So what the new black activists do
For our freedom is just being them
Do what you're passionate to
Not confined by a sense that you have to disprove
Any stereotypes, so-called facts to refute
Or match any image of blackness
They've established as true
Perhaps we'll break thru the glass ceilings
Shatter the roof and emerge
From these boxes that they have us in cooped
And grow to smash the bold that they casted of you
I'll keep watching...
Gavin DeGraw - I don't want to be
Gavin DeGraw - I don't want to be
Gavin DeGraw - I don't want to be
I don't need to be anything other
Than a prison guard's son
I don't need to be anything other
Than a specialist's son
I don't have to be anyone other
Than the birth of two souls in one
Part of where I'm going
Is knowing where I'm coming from
I don't want to be anything
Other than what I've been tryna be lately
All I have to do is think of me
And I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I'm surrounded by liars
Everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by imposters
Everywhere I turn
I'm surrounded by identity crisis
Everywhere I turn
Am I the only one who noticed?
I can't be the only one who's learned
I don't want to be anything
Other than what I've been tryna be lately
All I have to do is think of me
And I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I gotta do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
Can I have everyone's attention, please?
If you're not like this and that
You're gonna have to leave
I came from the mountain
The crust of creation
My whole situation made from clay to stone
And now I'm telling everybody
I don't want to be anything
Other than what I've been tryna be lately
All I have to do is think of me
And I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I don't want to be anything other than me
I don't want to be, hey, yeah, hey, yeah
I don't want to be, oh, oh
I don't want to be
I don't want to be anything
Anything other than me
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (I don't want to be)
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (I don't want to be)
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (I don't want to be)
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah (I don't want to be)
The Doors - People are Strange
The Doors - People are Strange
The Doors - People are Strange
People are strange
When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly
When you're alone
Women seem wicked
When you're unwanted
Streets are uneven
When you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
People are strange
When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly
When you're alone
Women seem wicked
When you're unwanted
Streets are uneven
When you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
All right, yeah
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
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Jillette Johnson - Cameron
Jillette Johnson - Cameron
Jillette Johnson - Cameron
Cameron's in drag, makes his father mad
Since he was a little boy he always felt more comfortable in lipstick
People call him fag, teachers turn their backs
Off the bus he runs and runs to get home before anyone can catch him
These days the world is full of aliens
The world is full of aliens
But you are a real, live human
Aren't you, Cameron?
Powder and a brush can cover any cuts
And quickly running cotton under cold water rinses out the blood marks
Cameron, you're a star
A light where there is dark
And you're a hundred times a woman
A hundred times the man that they are
These days the world is full of aliens
The world is full of aliens, but you are a human
A real, live human
Aren't you, Cameron?
You're not an alien
You're not an alien
You're not an alien
Cameron
You're not an alien
You're not an alien
You're not an alien
Cameron
Cameron's in drag, makes his father mad
Since he was a little boy he always felt more comfortable in lipstick
These days the world is full of aliens
The world is full of aliens, but you are a human
You're not an alien
You are a real, live human
Aren't you, Cameron?
Daya - Sit Still, Look Pretty
Daya- Sit Still, Look Pretty
Daya - Sit Still, Look Pretty
Could dress up, to get love
But guess what?
I'm never gonna be that girl
Who's living in a Barbie world
Could wake up, and make up, and play dumb
Pretending that I need a boy
Who's gonna treat me like a toy
I know the other girls wanna wear expensive things, like diamond rings
But I don't wanna be the puppet that you're playing on a string
This queen don't need a king
Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this girl right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that's where I'm gonna be because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty
Mr. Right could be nice, for one night
But then he wanna take control
And I would rather fly solo
That Snow White
She did it right in her life
Had 7 men to do the chores
'Cause that's not what a lady's for
The only thing that a boy's gonna give a girl for free's captivity
And I might love me some vanilla but I'm not that sugar sweet
Call me HBIC
Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this girl right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that's where I'm gonna be, because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be, 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty
Sure I'm a pretty girl up in a pretty world
But they say pretty hurts
And I don't wanna sit still
I'm a pretty girl up in a pretty world
But no, I won't sit still, look pretty
Sure I'm a pretty girl up in a pretty world
But they say pretty hurts
And I don't wanna sit still
I'm-I'm a pretty girl up in a pretty world
But no, I won't sit still, look pretty
Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this girl right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that's where I'm gonna be because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty
Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this girl right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that's where I'm gonna be because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
You get off on your 9 to 5
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
Sit still, look pretty
Sit still, look pretty
Sit still, look pretty
Sit still, look pretty
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Assigments
Assignment 1: report
Individual assignment:
- Research your own roots & culture
- Write a 500 word report about your research in English
Deadline: December 1, 2023.
Hand in at "Opdrachten" in Microsoft Teams!
Your writing skills will be assessed by your teacher.
Assignment 2: extract
Individual assignment
Design an extract of your 500-word report on an A3-sheet. This is a free form assignment, so you may use graphics, text, etc.
Deadline: December 17, 2023.
Hand in at "Opdrachten" in Microsoft Teams!
Discussion
For this assignment you are going to read a report of one of your classmates.
After having read each other's report, you are going to discuss this in the presence of your teacher, who will assess your speaking and listening skills.
Challenge 1 - write lyrics
This assignment is a challenge, and thus not obligatory.
Write lyrics (in English of course) for a song. Base these lyrics on your research into your own personal roots and culture.
You may choose to do this challenge on your own or in a group.
Challenge 2 - put your lyrics to music
This assignment is a challenge, and thus not obligatory.
Put your lyrics to music.
Again you may choose to do this challenge on your own or in a group.
You may choose to either record your song or play it live at the presentation on December 20.
Extra challenge
The following song has several biblical references.Research the lyrics and explain their meaning in a PowerPoint presentation of no more than 10 slides. You may opt to present it to your classmates or to your teacher.
Tip: there are many religious pictures to be found online; you may want to use these in your presentation.
Depeche Mode - Walking in my Shoes
Depeche Mode - Walking in my Shoes
I would tell you about the things they put me through
The pain I've been subjected to
But the Lord himself would blush
The countless feasts laid at my feet
Forbidden fruits for me to eat
But I think your pulse would start to rush
Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Morality would frown upon
Decency look down upon
The scapegoat fate's made of me
But I promise now, my judge and jurors
My intentions couldn't have been purer
My case is easy to see
I'm not looking for a clearer conscience
Peace of mind after what I've been through
And before we talk of any repentance
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
Now I'm not looking for absolution
Forgiveness for the things I do
But before you come to any conclusions
Try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
You'll stumble in my footsteps
Keep the same appointments I kept
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
If you try walking in my shoes
Try walking in my shoes
1.03 Engels - les 01
