Other FmrToken's Obscure Musician Superthread (feat. Shameless plugs)

[Black Cobain]

Part 8: 3 Lives in Chinese occupied America/Fiction

#59. The Stalin
Repping: Japan
YA: 80's-1993
Genres: Punk, J-Rock

Subject A: College Dropout/1

I was smoking a Double Happiness. That’s all that’s in stock nowadays.
Well, the only cheap stuff sold in packs anymore after that embargo in New West Beijing.
Pretty sure it’s 20% rat shyt.
When you have nothing to do walking and gawking makes time fly.
I’m such a lazy shyt. I almost trip.
A bum was blocking my way.
He was writhe on the concrete.
Blowing into a paper bag.
fukking glue sniffers.
I called him out. Hey! Bum!
Huff. Huff Huff. Huff Huff Huff. He replied, speaking only in blows.
The street lights gave his glazed face a brighter glow.
I recognized him. I think.
He went away when I looked out the puddle.



#60. Atombombpocketknifee
Repping: NYC
YA: 90's-2000's
Genres: Pop, Indie Rock

Subject B: Illegal Immigrant/1

I'm a salaryman.
At least that's what I tell the escort I visit, Lily.
I came to this city because of a suit.
I didn't have enough clothes, but I had a knife.
The fellow working the laundromat was an old Chinese man.
It was empty, and his back was turned.
There was no one near me either.
It was midnight, no, afternoon, afternoon.
I ran in the store and lunged at him.
I didn't stab him, I just flashed the knife at him and he dropped the bundle of clothing he had.
I took that and ran to the bus depot for a ticket.
But not before I changed into the suit I purloined.
It was expensive, but fit me well.
I boarded my bus to New Beijing and got a mechanic job with my cousin.
Soon after, I started going to bars and meeting with the escorts there.
I eventually met Lily, she's only doing this to pay for art school abroad, she says.
I lie and tell her I can take her away from this, that i'm just waiting for negotiations.
I wish it was true.



#61. MC Jumanji
Repping: Miami
YA: 2010's-Present
Genres: Grime

Subject C: Closeted Student/1

A friend invited me for drinks,
We went to a bar and the conversation got weird.
She just brought that question out of nowhere.
Hell was she talking about?
When did I what? I asked.
Come out the closet. She Replied.
I took a sip of my lager.
Didn’t need to, that’s for fags.
She looked at me like I jammed...like I jammed a shard of broken glass down her grandma’s throat.
Fags?! She was hysterical. Almost pierced my ear drum.
Yeah, fags, homos, yutao, queer, coc-
She cut me off. Don’t you have a boyfriend?
fukkbuddy. Romantic fukkbuddy.
We go bareback then we hold hands and cuddle.
Silence.
I kept hogging the Gulder. I ordered another round, she’s buying anyways.
Two longnecks in.
So..Fags? She was whispering.
A bunch of regulars just came in.
They wouldn’t take too kindly to a guy into felching around these parts.
She paid and we left to talk about this in private.
Well, probably lecture me on being a ‘self-hating gay’.
If I hated myself i’d be a bottom. Or a twink.
Whatever they call those effeminate, pretty ones.

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 8.5: Cringeworthy poetry I wrote in high school [Yep, I actually wrote this garbage ]

#62. Esquivel
Repping: Mexico
YA: 50's-80's
Genres: Exotica, Space Synth

"An unsent letter to S-----*"​

*The lesbian in my earlier story

Tawny, androgynous beauty,
Unrequited object of my affection,
A reincarnation of Atalanta,
You refuel my confusion as a lamplighter refuels a lamp,
You anger me,
You attack me,
You engage me.

Ya kaafir,
Ya rasul al-kufaar,
I cannot save you from your ignorance,
You can't save me from my fascination,
Lose me in your lies,
Find me in the truth.
​

#63. Henry Cow
Repping: UK
YA: 80's
Genres: Art Rock, Alt. Rock

"Elegy to the Blackman in Amerikkka"

Black man, Black man
Where the fukk you went?!
Naturally,
Intelligent,
God,
Gifted,
Afrikan - Heaven Sent.

Black man, Black man,
Took it all in stride,
Turned white devil hate and turned it into racial pride,

Black man, Black man,
Better find our Hearse,
fukked up our chances,
Blew it and wanted to get his scraps first
​

#64. General Malice
Repping: US
YA: 90's-Present
Genres: DnB, Breakcore

"Limonov shyt"

I'm fukking panicking,
Yakub just see a pickaninny,
She nodded yes,
Hour later,
Stick it inna Becky's cunny,
Blood raging, blood raging, blood raging,
Donkey stab her, leave her head runny,
Her head was runny,
and sloppy too,
Motherfukk.
​

​

#65. Menace Clan
Repping: West Coast
YA: 1992-1994
Genres: P-Funk, West Coast Hip Hop

"Red Black and Blacker"

I'm on that Tommy Sank shyt,
Objective is to kill the rich,
Collectivist set, don' fukk with me,
Objectivists don't fukk with me,

fukkboy you a lumpen,
Let em die in the purges,
You can teach a cracker to lie,
But demons still have their urges,
Gotta girl like Assata,
And a side partner like Rose,
Big ups to my fence sitters,
Half my comrades wear roses,

On that Tommy Sank shyt,
a bas to all the bourgeosie,
Nomenklatura nikka to class knowledge,
Cadre for the changes,
You can kill a nikka,
But freedom never ages.
​

​

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 9: Too PIFF for stories edition

@Maxine Get. In. Here.

#66. Gaika
Repping: UK
YA: 2010's-Present
Genres: NOISE RAP



"Couple racks that's a black man singing..washed out and a white man's winning, it's back to the criminal life"



#67. Teddyloid
Repping: Japan
YA: 2000's-???
Genres: EDM



GOAT stripping-to-transform-and-kill-demons song

#68. Sarana
Repping: Indonesia
YA: 2010's-Present
Genres: Noise, Dub, Lo-Fi

Three hijaabis from Indonesia making noise music. I'm good friends with one of the members, Sabrina too!



#69. Electric 6
Repping: Detroit
YA: 2000's-Present
Genres: Dance Punk, Punk Pop

You know damn well why I put this as band 69

 

[Billie Jean]

I haven't even recovered from the piffery that was 8.5,you ain't shyt @FmrToken

 

[Black Cobain]

I haven't even recovered from the piffery that was 8.5,you ain't shyt @FmrToken

Wait 'til 9.5!

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 9.5: The anti-Semitic Jew and other tales

#70. FC/Kahuna
Repping: UK
YA: 90's-???
Genres: Big Room, Trip Hop, Illbeint

My school had a block schedule and as a result, different lunch periods, in tenth grade I sat alone () with this Hispanic guy who'd sit on the other side of the table. Eventually, he said, "If we're gonna be sitting here might as well introduce myself, I'm Ahmed"

Me: Ahmed!? You Muslim too!?
Ahmed: Oh no, no! I'm Jewish
Me: Why's your name Ahmed, then?
Ahmed: I'm Hasidic, my parents named me after Ahmedjinidad
Me: ... Oh, okay, I'm [@FmrToken]
Ahmed: Nice to meet you!

After that we were on ok terms, he eventually told me more about himself, his parents' were originally catholics but coincidentally found out their ancestors were Shephardic Jews expelled from Spain during the Inquisition, did the whole conversion process and moved to Israel, eventually coming to hate how the cac israelis treated them and the Palestinians. After living near Hasidics and studying the doctrine, they moved back to the States when they were pregnant with him.

Their anti-Zionism spread to him and he eventually started to hate all Ashkenazi Jews, it was very, very surreal hearing a self-proclaimed Hasidic make holocaust jokes all the time.

Eventually, though, his parents decided to transfer him to some Haredi school in New York a few months later, and that's the last I heard of him.

Keep on keeping on, you crazy yid, you.



#71. Warhol.ss
Repping: Chiraq
YA: 2014-Present
Genres: Trap, Pop Rap

"How I placed a guy in special ed" (Part 1)
​

Graphics class was ripe for fukkery, all grades were in there, it was completely packed, our teacher was a semi-senile cac who was a Vietnam vet and tried being cool and I sat next to Darius.

Now up until what happened, Darius was a pretty OK guy, he was what you'd call slightly developmentally disabled but he was alright, plus i'd get extra credit for helping him out once inna while.

It was in the middle of the third semester iirc, a pretty average day - Mr. Cac tried being funny ["I knew 50 Cent's brother, 10 Cent!" was his usual joke], he gave us free time and Darius was telling me about a football game the band was gonna play halftime in.

After a while Darius said he needed some advice -

Darius - @FmrToken?
Me- What up?
Darius - I um, I um need some relationship advice
Me - Oh yeah? What's her name, breh?
Darius - It's actually a guy..
Me - Well, sorry to say man, I wouldn't know how to get with a guy, sorry breh
Darius - Oh..ok..ok

After that happened, he wouldn't talk to me, just give me a death glare and hiss at me, he was harmless but I slowly got more uncomfortable with him as the weeks went by.



#72. Hey Ocean
Repping: Canada
YA: 2000's-Present
Genres: Pop, Twee, Synthpop

Two weeks later though, he was back to normal, relatively speaking and he passed me a note.

"I like you", the note said.

I looked at him surprised and he nodded and said, "I like you"

My face was a pure mixture of , all I could manage to say was no over and over.



#73. Danielson
Repping: New Jersey/East Coast Colorado
YA: 1994-Present
Genres: Lo-fi, pop, Christian rock

Let me note that this whole time, the teacher stepped out for a while and the rest of the class busy doing their own shyt and being loud.

Darius was livid as fukk, he was like, "You can't say no to me! That's not nice. "

Me -

Darius - If I can't have you, no one can!

He got up and started growling like a dog, I didn't know what to do, so I just stood up and slapped him hard as I could before he could do something.

Darius -

He was stunned, or at least that's what I thought

Darius - Touch me again, bytch

Me -

Darius ripped the keyboard out of the computer and started smashing it over the table, the keyboard, somehow didn't break so he kept bashing it and yelling at the top of his lungs (now the class was watching..)

Mr. Cac finally came back and I sat down pretending to be surprised, "Whoa Darius! Why are you breaking school equipment? "

He called school security and they escorted him out. Never saw him much after that, but when I did, he was with the SPED kids.

​

 

[Billie Jean]

Growling tho

#yougoodman?
--
Edit: There's no part 5? @FmrToken

 

[Black Cobain]

Growling tho

#yougoodman?
--
Edit: There's no part 5? @FmrToken

Heh, i'm fine now

No part 5? Wym?

Edit: Good looking out there brehette! Just checked and I misnumbered #41-#45 ha ha

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 10: We byke! or, How I attracted a food pervert

#74. Blowfly
Repping: Miami
YA: 70's-2015
Genres: Rap

Looking back, he could've been a perfect guy to go out with (no homo ) -
We were both into hipster trash,
We both had an unhealthy appreciation of the 90's,
We were both potential art school rejects,
We loved debating with each other all the time.

Only problem was he was a new Black semi-c00n, but I figured i'd be able to change him, like one of my Japanese cartoons



#75. Josip On Deck
Repping: Black Weebs errywhere
YA: 2010's-???
Genres: Nerdcore

We met early in 11th grade, guy just came up to me during lunch and asked if he could sit next to me.

Mind you, this was one of those lunch periods where I knew no one and had a whole table to myself. I played it cool and said yeah but in my head I was all like, " oh shyt, someone wants to sit next to me! all this empty space though... oh shyt, what the hell is this nikka planning".

But this time, I had no reason to be paranoid, he was cool and we just talked for a while, turned out we had the same classes at different periods, all that good shyt.

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 10.5: No Matter How I Look at It, It’s You Guys' Fault I’m Not Self-Aware!

#76. Cedar Street Sluts
Repping: GG Allin [they were his all-female band he formed after listening to Nancy Sinatra all day]
YA: 80's-???
Genres: Punk, New Wave, Hard Rock

American High School being American High School, our schedules were changed to even out excess students all that overcrowded shyt and as luck with have it, me and him ended up having the same geography class together.

Months passed and we started talking to each other out of school more and more, it was platonic at first but one day he outright said, "I like you"

Me- Wait, wait, what?
Him- I like you, I think you're cute
Me- You like me? Why would you like me?
Him- You're cute, and funny too, I just like you, I sat next to you that day because I thought you were attractive

I was confused as fukk, but at that time I was ready to try anything so I threw all caution to the wind and said I liked him too.



#77. Hamza al-Din
Repping: Nubia
YA: 60's-2000's
Genres: Folk, World

The next day of school was pretty awkward, I had butterflies in my stomach, I wasn't too sure if it was because I was excited about the idea of having a boyfriend or how shyt would hit the fan.

Sixth period came, geography, as I was walking towards the classroom he caught up to me, the coast wasn't clear so I just offered him a handshake, he just gave me the face

Class wouldn't end fast enough, and he was sitting next to me acting all antsy, which made it worse.

Finally the bell rang and we both hauled ass to lunch, before I got in line he stopped me and pulled out a bunch of Little Debbie shyt

Him - Don't buy lunch, I got you covered
Me - Ey say no more

If you really wanna bribe me, give me junk food, I won't eat it all at once like I used to, but it's still a weakness of mine.



#78. Cold Fairyland
Repping: China
YA: 90's-Present
Genres: Folk, Folk Metal

This went on for a while, he'd give me boxes of space cakes, twinkies, ho hos, etc.
Like a lot of things in my life, I got tired of it and wanted it to stop, so I told him one day-

Me: Ey breh, I already like you, you don't have to keep on giving me snacks
Him: I didn't say stop eating what I give you
Me: But I don't wanna eat this shyt anymore
Him: I want you fatter and fatter than that
Me: the fukk are you talking about?
Him: I'm into fat guys, you were chubby when we met, but I want more than that
Me: ... I will kick your fakkit ass to next monday, go sit and spin you degenerate piece of shyt
Him: ... OK.

And with that, we stopped talking and I stopped eating for a while, of course that resolved itself after awhile and all that fukkery didn't stop me from having no homo gay relationships either, I actually had an on and off thing with a guy in 12th grade, but that's a different story for a different forum.

 

[Black Cobain]

Shilling my old account here because why not?

Death Grips vs Muslimgauze trilogy

[my very first release ever ]

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 11: Halaal edition or, when I was a Muslim [abridged]

#79. Hasan Salaam
Repping: Lebanon, US
YA: 2000's-???
Genres: Rap

Bismillah, ar-Rahman, ar-Raheem

I have nothing bad to say about Islam, but the reason I left the faith was because of the hypocrisy and the Arabism, which the Quran actually says outright in chapter 9, verse 97 [according to me paraphrasing the Quraniyoon/Rashad Khalifa/Edip Yuksel/Azad Mohammed translations I studied]

"The Arabs are worse in disbelief and hypocrisy..."

Of course, other translations say Bedouins, Desert Arabs or Country/Rural dwellers but my personal interpretation still stands.



#80. MC Ren
Repping: West Coast, NOI
YA: 80's-Present
Genres: G-Funk, West Coast Hip Hop

I was called to the faith in 9th grade, I was always trying to find a religion that would work for me for a while and I finally decided to actually check out Islam instead of knowing nothing about it. One of my cringiest memories was when I was in Toronto during a layover en route to Alaska, I saw two Sikhs with their turbans and khalsa daggers in front of us, I wanted to tell my mom there were "terrorists" but I froze up when they waved and smiled at us.

All of my misconceptions were erased after studying Islam, for once something made sense, Shahid Malik al-Shabazz wasn't just a hero to me anymore, he was an actual brother now, I had 1 billion brothers and sisters after I made the choice to revert around 10th grade.



#81. AYSHAY
Repping: Kuwait, Fatima al Qadiri
YA: 2014-Present
Genres: Experimental Nasheed



^ me in my younger revert days

 

[Black Cobain]

Part 12: Too good for this world edition

#82. Black Cobain
Repping: LA
YA: 2010-Present
Genres: Alt. Rap, Trap

Cobizzy da GAWD (no shirk tho)



#83. Amplify Dot
Repping: UK
YA: 2008-Present
Genres: Grime, Road Rap

For all the shyt I talk about him, I've come to relate with Kurt Cobain over the years, trying to block out emotional troubles with music and art is something I do too.

I've read his Journals twice and three biographies about him and Nirvana, as far as cacs go, he seemed pretty alright, albeit autistic a smidgen



#84. Credit To The Nation
Repping: UK
YA: 1992-Present
Genres: Conscious Rap

About a Brehette by Nig*avana

"I need an easy dap (I Do),
With a rep to lend (I Do),
Think you fit this shoe (I Do),
But do you have a clue ()?

I'll take more pos rep while,
You hang me out to dry,
But I can't neg you every night
Free..I Do"​

 

[Billie Jean]

#84. Credit To The Nation
Repping: UK
YA: 1992-Present
Genres: Conscious Rap

About a Brehette by Nig*avana

"I need an easy dap (I Do),
With a rep to lend (I Do),
Think you fit this shoe (I Do),
But do you have a clue ()?

I'll take more pos rep while,
You hang me out to dry,
But I can't neg you every night
Free..I Do"​

What kinda hot fiya?
edit: im outta reps

 

[Black Cobain]

What kinda hot fiya?
edit: im outta reps

I won't slow down on that piff tho

Credit to the Nation is very, very underrated, their latest stuff is from 2011