Friday, December 4, 2009

Blue-Eyed Soul

I stumbled onto a genre name that may most eloquently describe my style as a mediocre musician. Heck, I'd like to think "Blue-Eyed Soul" could even represent my style as a person. I know, I know, there's no bleepin way that I'm cool enough to pull it off after talking about it in my dorky white blog post. But let's say for a second that I'm not a narcissistic cornball, and weigh the benefits of using "Blue-Eyed Soul" to reference me.

For starters, I got blue eyes. Check. That's undeniable, and I can't possibly be faulted for making this my manta in regards to that aspect of it in the very least. The second part is debatable. I think stylistically, I write soulful stuff. A lot of minor and seventh chords, jazzy and impassioned lyrics that don't leave the listener questioning how I felt when I wrote the tune. Have I been through enough trying situations in my life to really have that "soul" quality in my voice? Definitely not, and I would never claim to. But still, pain/experience/life: it's all relative, and I think my tone lends itself well to the B.E.S. categorization.

I could also use the B.E.S. acronym, pronounced "bess" to be my hip-hop alias when I'm freestyling with the brothas. Last time, I was asked by Kaos(chaos) and J-Deez what my name was, and I just hesitantly said Ry. Scott chimed in "Ry for Ry" but I wasn't really feeling it. I don't have shame in my name, but let's face it, artists need aliases. "Bes" kind of sounds like a hood rat trying to pronounce "best" which is money, resonates way more ghetto-fabulously than any form of the name "Ryan", and is an acronym for the central theme of this blog and my intended style: Blue-Eyed Soul.

The whole "Blue-eyed soul" subject reminds me of this music video I distinctly remember seeing a few years back. It featured a white R&B artist who took flowers to his woman. Upon arriving at her place on his bike, she dumped him, leaving the brother broken-hearted and with a useless bouquet of roses. As the songs progresses however, he breaks the world record for fastest-rebound-after-a-serious-relationship by giving the flowers out to random babes he sees walking the streets. I swear this video existed.

Does anyone have any idea who this artist was, or even have a recollection of this video or did I completely dream it up?

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