Writers’ block by Phase 2 no. 45

About Phase 2

AL 45 April 2000

TODAY we will call it:The Zone Of Rights.

Bombing your area.

To be or not to be???

What is the answer ??? Okay let's get going. It's a new year and how do you say? New year, new blockheads? Or other day, other dollar??! Well, AL has done it again!!! They have blessed you truly and without any rules with a new topic of discussion (‘the neighborhood’, meaning your area, its thugs and pieces) so that I can insult the not-so-smart canister-in-my-hand-think-I'm-a-man who think they are righteous, this-is-my-world (no, it's not, stupid!), you are the element that makes writing rotten and soon you will be forgotten.

But what do you expect from someone from the Bronx? You probably can't even imagine why Tim Dog was screaming ‘fuck Compton!’ a few years ago. And it's for the same reason that I want to take out the idiots. I bet you didn't even know that so many people on the west coast loved that song!!! It's like an ode to the cartoon characters who infect and infest what we preach. You are probably losing sight of the goal. Get The Fuck Up!!! 

But wake up!!!

So we come to this-where does the aerosol aspect of life fit into the everyday lives of ordinary people? If we go back a long, long, long time ago to New York, here's -- I'll try to extrapolate one fact. Even IF writing from a certain point of view was present in Los Angeles a hundred years before New York (and pay attention to the IF), the culture that you know as ‘aerosol culture,’ and here we are talking about ‘chunks’ (and that's strictly Bronx stuff!!!), does not derive from it and was not even influenced by it. But neither are the pieces! It has no connection and never will. Even the tags of the writers there are the most influenced by New York, which shows that they chose to follow the Eastern culture of writing. To talk about any writing ‘movement’ and the New York movement at the same time as if the latter is a direct result of the other is insidious, comical and ridiculous and even blasphemous. Okay?

Now ... I had to talk about it, because a number of so-called authors are irresponsible and the history they know is confused and distorted. Consequently when I use the expression ‘in the beginning’ referring to writing as we know it, some misguided fools wonder how I started in New York... So if at this point the facts are still not crystal clear, I cannot help you. Right now, and as you should know, this whole thing (writing) started in the streets. Taki got it from Julio and it was the year 1967. As much as New York writers were bombarding every public building, gate or wall, ‘we’ were not so retarded at that time. Once the very concept of writing expressed on trains came out, writing in the streets (which was never the strongest), although respected, was no longer seen at the same level. I think most writers understood that buildings were places where people lived and ‘ravaging’ them (or saturating them) with signatures and pieces would give a sense of abandonment instead of beautifying and making the surroundings interesting. In those days (‘screw you if you say ‘those were other times.’ Learn something stupid!) outside the “Writers’ Corner” (a building at 188th and Broadway in Manhattan) there was a space where well-known writers had the opportunity to leave their spray mark in the form of a signature, and comparing these buildings to the subway stations and trains, one could see that they did not have as many signatures or as many pieces. Banks, municipal buildings, various stores, and private walls (in relation to the walls of ordinary houses) were the top of the game. With such a vast arena to bomb, there was actually no need to ‘trash’ the rest of the city. After all, notoriety increased when the risks you took were greater and the stakes were higher. When it became clear that the movement on the subways would by no means disappear, writing became more visible, and chaotic, on the streets, and became even more so whenever the movement's adherents were covered up by anything they put on the trains by less talented dancers and writers (as is always the case). Does writing then belong on the streets? Let us try to extrapolate this point then.

‘WRITING’ NOT ART

A million identical signatures never looked interesting, especially when they entirely cover a building/neighborhood or even a wall. Writers still don't seem to appreciate the concept that first come first, and not even in the ruthless light of facts do they understand that they have to go and find their own space. Especially with the pieces-and let's not mention the throw ups! When I see throw ups solely on the windows, it makes me want to take my 25. Pow!!! I want to shoot those dry asses. If you can't do a good top to bottom...but then what's the point of all this??! 

A SHORTCUT TO FAME

Fame = asshole syndrome, producing slack stuff so that other equivalent stupid individuals recognize your stupidity. Damn. This is so stupid. By avoiding annihilating the ‘science of signature’ (because the art of painting is for assholes) I am trying to say that the art of not only being artistic, but of making every action an art form (not as you might see it in art) is being lost. Anyway, strong murals and strong pieces will always be welcome and it is obvious when one goes around the Upper Bronx. Here you'll also notice that most of the pieces are painted on factory walls and so on...maybe the owner of some restaurant or garage can give permission, or in a park, etc...why can't one make do with spaces like that? Is it so difficult to bomb with the worst style in the world? It should be a challenge to have the style, to show and prove what you can do that someone else can't, instead of proposing (rotten stuff) stuff that anyone can make. Since writing is the most intestinal art in the city, then it should only be this one that adorns its walls; if it complements and beautifies the neighborhood, that is a good thing and everyone is happy. It's a compromise that works with everyone, even when it involves illegal walls. If people outside the culture are used to seeing exclusively the best around them, they will not be upset to see the same things outside their environment. I think this mentality is as soft as diarrhea, eh??? Think what you can think, but try to keep your head out of your ass. Anyway...the time has come for the movement to move forward. Think of it this way and you will see that it will no longer happen to see writers writing or painting over everything in the throes of scarcity abandon. It will happen maybe with some ass-kissers fighting to be the next Andy Warhol. The streets are seen by gozillions of people, definitely more than they see an ’arena’ enclosed by four walls. This has been going on since culture was born and will go on until it is accepted as a ’mass‘ phenomenon in our society.

Technically we have to force this entry but we can't do it with the least desirable stuff or the lowest quality element of culture. Any fool can see the difference between one with talent and one who just tries. If the general public, and even the most respectable writers, hate hideous bombing, they should say so. It is an obligation to abandon the hideous stuff in favor of something stylish that the whole world can recognize and appreciate, or at least we can proclaim and know that it is correct compared to what the rest of the world says. Hey!!! It's not like I'm on the ’let's do something that society accepts‘ journey!!! I am saying what is wrong with mixing the two?!!! Are your neighbors not part of society??? Are they not worthy of our best efforts as opposed to the efforts of the best???? It is clear that we are part of the environment in which we live. In all that which is already in existence will become an overwhelming part of the murder or saturation that will be had in continually seeing this childish ’scribbling‘ of these fools trying to be ’somebody‘ at any cost. Fighting by any means ??? They call it hardcore. Hardcore is Larry Davis shooting six NYPD cops and living long enough to tell the story. Hardcore is Jonathan Jackson going into court taking hostages in the name of revolution. Hardcore is Rosa Parks going to jail for not giving up her seat on the bus to a white woman (which was mandatory in southern states until not so long ago). Hardcore is Pappy Manson, a character so important that he can order the murder of a police officer.

But what the hell do you think your bombing with very scarce pieces is compared to these things?!!! You see--I'm sure someone will read these things and say ‘screw you’!!! But you can't screw a 38!!! Ah! Ah! Ah! You say ‘screw you’ because you are not able to go from being styleless and poor to being smart and clever. And your immune system secretes garbage because (in addition to being shit) as Jack ‘The Mack’ Nicholson said in “Code Of Honor,” “The truth? You can't deal with it!!!”. And the saga continues. Because heads are still unable to see things for what they are; and it doesn't even matter. The good stuff will continue to rule, no matter what. We are just a narcotized society that has given birth to a baby that it does not allow to grow, and that is only part of the problem. 

The monster of Writing called Hydra, has already proven that it can carve out its own little place through a minimally more thoughtful and profound process, but it will never be able to put a foot in the doorway and stick its horrible head inside the rest of society.

Bronx Bomber bombing like Saddam your Red, White, Yellow, Black and Brown asses. And even the Martians...