Mosh
At first, I really just resented—maybe even hated—Eminem because of the homophobic, short-sighted, shady stupidity that served as the subject matter for his first albums. Then I felt further insulted, not because he told people to take a flying leap if they didn't like his stuff, but rather because he hedged on it, passed the buck to some Shady character.
Then I met Sam, and he liked Eminem. He made me listen to the music not for content, but for rhyming and meter and fit. Doing that, it was a no-brainer to see that the kid is extremely talented. I remember telling Sam that I wished Eminem would find better use for his considerable gifts.
That brings me to his latest video, Mosh. It's an astounding video...the images, the transitions, the special effects. Most importantly, though, it's about the content. I'll post some of the lyrics below, but the magic of a song is the synergy of word and music. So go watch the video. Go buy the song. Good for you, Marshall Mathers. You may end up changing the world.
Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors
To the people up top, on the side and the middle,
Come together, let's all bomb and swamp just a little
Just let it gradually build, from the front to the back
All you can see is a sea of people, some white and some black
Don't matter what color, all that matters is we gathered together
To celebrate for the same cause, no matter the weather
If it rains let it rain, yea the wetter the better
They ain't gonna stop us, they can't, we're stronger now more then ever,
They tell us no we say yea, they tell us stop we say go,
Rebel with a rebel yell, raise hell we gonna let em know
Stomp, push up, mush, fuck Bush, until they bring our troops home come on just . . .
Come along, follow me as I lead through the darkness
As I provide just enough spark, that we need to proceed
Carry on, give me hope, give me strength,
Come with me, and I won't stear you wrong
Put your faith and your trust as I guide us through the fog
Till the light, at the end, of the tunnel, we gonna fight,
We gonna charge, we gonna stomp, we gonna march through the swamp
We gonna mosh through the marsh, take us right through the doors, come on...