Excusing Savagery And Poor Musical Tastes…

UK drill music – an aggressive type of rap whose lifeblood is its capacity to be intensively shared over social media – is colonising the digital airwaves and imaginations of teenagers.

Conceived in Chicago, before cross-pollinating via the internet to the social housing estates of south London, it is now normal for British artists – like 67 (“six-seven”), Loski or SL – to achieve millions of views on YouTube.

Great” Just what we need, an ‘aggressive type of rap’. Isn’t the usual stuff aggressive enough?

For many disenfranchised groups of young men in particular, drill is the soundtrack to local life.

In drill’s lyrical content, embedded within artists’ bleak commentary about inner-city life, exists a vocabulary used to talk about the prevalence of violence and knives in their community. “Dip”, “ching”, “splash”, “chef”, “wet”, “juice” and “poke” are all words use to describe stabbing.

Ah, how vibrant and diverse! Should we castigate the yoof who think this is the way to behave?

Why, no, of course we shouldn’t! This is the ‘Guardian’, after all….

…if a boy who has barely entered his teens feels moved to bring a knife into school, that is our societal failure – as parents, citizens, educators and policy-makers – not his personal one, nor that of the music he is listening to.

With attitudes like that, it’s no wonder that the street scum see no need to change. We can only hope this cretin has nothing to do with work to resolve street crime issues.

*checks bio*

Ciaran Thapar is a youth worker and writer based in south London

Well, damn.

7 comments for “Excusing Savagery And Poor Musical Tastes…

  1. Clive
    March 7, 2018 at 11:03 am

    To think back in ’67 The Stones were banned from the airwaves and society in general for singing ‘Let’s spend the night together’ !

  2. March 7, 2018 at 12:49 pm

    Where does one even start?

  3. decnine
    March 7, 2018 at 1:11 pm

    Well, if Eskimos are allowed to have dozens of words for snow, why should the vibrants be denied the right to have dozens of words for their principal hobby?

  4. March 7, 2018 at 5:33 pm

    Back during my days running doors on clubs in lpool and Manchester I would always charge a premium on nights with this type of music, mind you butting heads with members of the ‘vibrant’ community was always fun and I’d have probably done it for free.

  5. Errol
    March 7, 2018 at 7:47 pm

    Well, they’re right. For once. However, they’re wrong in thinking the state should do more. The problem is the state doing too mcuh, promoting ans supporting failures. Telling feral youths they are ‘good boys’ and not punishing them. For not instilling discipline in them through compulsary social conscription. For continually promoting their behaviour as ‘a poor background’ – yet one that the Left engender and promote.

    Doing things and spending money to make yourself feel good is great if you’re a Lefty Islingtoner or state paid bureaucrat. If you’re a brattish thug with the manners of a flea you need collar and training, not coddling and forgiveness.

  6. Ted Treen
    March 9, 2018 at 1:53 am

    Ciaran Thapar is a youth worker and writer based in south London. He works as a voluntary supporter of Marcus Lipton Community Centre in Brixton where he mentors teenage boys. He typically writes about social justice, youth perspectives and music.

    So he has something in common wiv da yoof: he gets money without having a proper job.

  7. DP
    March 10, 2018 at 5:12 pm

    Dear Miss M

    “…if a boy who has barely entered his teens feels moved to bring a knife into school, that is our societal failure – “

    When I were a lad incarcerated in prison, as we lovingly called it, OKA boarding school, I kept a sheath knife in my tuck box – might even had two. It was part of my scout uniform, but absent that reason, having one would have not caused comment.

    Another inmate had a kukri, which wasn’t part of any uniform, which he used to take out on Sundays and lovingly sharpen. Fellow inmates would give a hand with the sharpening, or feel the sharpness of it approvingly.

    I still have the sheath knife. If found with it in my possession today in a public place, much less a school, I would be treated as the worst kind of criminal.

    How things change. Today I’d have to be vibrant or something, maybe come from Africa … oh, hang on. I do.

    I don’t think that fact on its own would help, though.


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