Category Archives: Feminism

Relatablilty

“Not Afraid Anymore.”

By Halsey. After listening to the song, despite all the goosebumps, I even have the urge to book Halsey’s next show. I’m not exactly a fan of “Fifty Shades” series. But this song, this. I was blown. I found it powerful. I’ve noticed the trend in music these days grows darker and darker, ever since the days of Lorde and the Weeknd a few years back (shout out to SONGS, love that company). The sound is thicker. The emotion is so much more intense. It’s a thunderstorm.

But there is more than just the sound. There’s an intense emotion going on in this song that is so precious, added so much color. To be fair, for a very long time, popular music has lost this element. Specifically, true emotion which people can relate to.

But music without emotion is just noise.

And almost no one resinates to lying on piles of hundred dollar bills and feel like they are the king of the world, or “throwing money and f**king bi**hes.” There was a time when this type of music dominates our charts and radios. But it’s not a relatable experience or feeling. It’s called showing off. Luckily, no one appreciate it anymore.

I’m glad that the relatable stories are coming back, bit by bit, slowly, finally. Though some people say it’s artificial, it’s at last relatable once more. The dark days are finally coming to an end.

 

“I am not afraid anymore

Standing in the eye of the storm”

Sure, this song is an erotic piece. It is meant to accompany the movie, Fifty Shades Darker. And yes, it is talking about sex. But I see it in broader terms: to admit fear, to be true to yourself, to overcome your fear. Admit that you have needs and wants, some may be dark, some may even be crazy.  Admit that you have fear and insecurity.

Sometimes just to admit them is hard. Sometimes you can’t even look at yourself this way. Because we are all taught and brought up in a way that’s telling us to be ashamed of part of ourselves. Institutions, authorities, society expectation all told us that something intrinsic of us is wrong, shameful, impure. We all are the product of this world. But we have to admit it. At one point or another, we all have to get over our psychological obstacle and explore deeply about ourselves. It’s the only way we can embrace our true selves, who we really are, what we are meant to be. It’s the only way that we can finally find our inner peace and happiness. The colorful, complex emotion is what make us humanly. That includes anger, fear, insecurity, disappointment.  Don’t resist it.

The power I hear in this piece is enormous. What kind of patriarchal world do we live in that make this kind of piece so relatable? Since when admitting that you have feelings, wants, needs become so shameful? How come this world implements so many rules that we have to pretend to be someone else just to live? What does it take to make up your mind to be yourself? How much courage do you need to take the lead and speak it out loud to the entire world?

If this is not female empowerment, if this is not empowerment for us all, male and female, I don’t know what is.

 

 

Not Afraid Anymore” by Halsey

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g14Kw8sgxxo

Where Are We in 2015?

I was in London last week, reconnecting with some of my old colleagues and friends. This one conversation with a couple of friends inspired me to write this post.

It happened just around the time I was leaving London. We were in this group chat and talking about bad-mannered kids we encountered recently. One of my friends, let’s say her name was Rachel, talked about this story that happened around her neighborhood. She was going home one night around 11pm, and there’s this boy, alone, probably around 10 years old, came to her and asked her if she wanted some Skittles. She politely turned down and went on, but the boy chased her. She kept ignoring him and just went on her way. At one point, the boy probably got really angry. He ran towards her, took half of his pants off, put Skittles around his genital, and yelled the f word at her. She told us, “I wasn’t really scared because he was about 10, but I reckon he would rape me if he was 15 years old… I was like, where’s his mother?!”

It makes me sad and wonder, not only because I think it’s such a shame for a 10-year-old boy to do such disrespectful things to a stranger, but also because Rachel’s reaction of “where is his mother.” It is probably the first reaction for a woman in her situation to think that way, and I am not blaming her for that. But I can’t help but think if the father has to do anything with it; if we, as a society, are ignoring the importance of father’s participation in nurturing children, hence human development; and if society as a whole, until this day and age, still don’t understand the horrifying nature of making fun of human’s body parts, especially the ones that directed specifically to women.

I firmly believe that parents are the first teachers of their children, and whether one likes it or not, in general, women are still the ones that are mainly responsible of raising children in the families. In the case of a young boy in a family, once he reaches a certain age, he is aware of gender differences, and he probably does not want to be exactly like his mother because society tells us to be gender binary (the idea of women and men are opposites of each other, which is wrong in itself). If, for whatever reasons, his father is missing in his development, I can imagine, he probably wants to find masculine traits and learn to “be a man” from outside sources. In the era of Internet, when there are so much smoky information, he absorbs all sorts of stuff and lacks the ability to distinguish what is good or bad, right or wrong. In addition, because of the patriarchal society we live in, men are portrait as powerful, both mentally and biologically. Most times these images and messages can be exaggerated and even impossible to reach for average men, which is exactly why patriarchy hurts men as well. Hence, young boys and men may try to reach this ideal image of “man” in very extreme ways, not concerning of other people’s feelings, social norms, or even the law.

It is quite clear that, even in 2015, our society does not seem to understand how horrible and disrespectful sexual jokes and references are, and how the overwhelming majority of those jokes and references are directed towards women. In the rare case of the father involving in his young son’s development, if the father is not aware that making sexual references and jokes are very rude and disrespectful, and even better, if he thinks that his young son needs to learn “how to be a man” through such way, we really cannot expect the son turns out to be respectful of women, and that includes his mother. Most people, even some women, thinks that these jokes and references are supposed to be “funny,” and women are expected to laugh about it and shake it off. But no. I don’t see what’s so funny about making fun of a human’s body parts. It’s quite interesting and ironic to see how, at this point of human history, we are no longer ok with making fun of people’s skin colors, national and cultural identities, and even sexual orientations. In fact, we fight back and accuse people who do so. However, we live in a world where women’s bodies and biological natures are made fun of and objectified as a collective group on a daily, hourly, secondly basis. Just take a look around and pay attention. This phenomenon exists everywhere in our lives. It’s in our daily chit chats, music, advertisements, TV shows and movies, emails and office meetings, dinner-table conversations, everywhere. No one says a damn thing. No one even realizes how rude and offensive they are. Even more, if someone stands up and says, “Hey! That’s rude!” people look at this person as if she’s out of her mind. People ask why she doesn’t have a sense of humor and why she is angry. Well, is it funny to begin with?

I am not apologizing for writing a long essay about feminism in my music industry blog, since I think the music industry has a long way to go to be more respectful of women, both industry professionals and every woman out there. Because music is a powerful communication tool, it is possible to make progress through the art of music. All it takes is clear, critical minds, consciousness, and well-managed collective effort. I am happy to be part of this effort.