Unajua, imagination ni ngumu sana kama hauna symbol unayoweza kutumia kukuinspire, nadhani kama kuna wasanii watakubaliana na mimi. Kuna wanaotumia mazingira yanayowazunguka, story za familia/marafiki n.k. Sometimes msanii huyo anaweza kucreate an art form, iwe ni muziki, filamu, painting/drawing, poetry etc tofauti kabisa kiasi kwamba ni ngumu sana hata kutrace original inspiration. Nadhani alikuwa Picasso aliyesema 'There is no abstract art. You have to start with something, afterward you can remove all traces of reality.'
Nikirudi kwenye Training Day, kuna scene ambayo Denzel anajaribu kumshawishi Ethan Hawke to take responsibility for the killing, then anamwambia 'you gotta change the system from the inside'....vilevile, anamwambia kwamba jamaa ni justifiable kuuawa kwa sababu he used to sell drugs to kids for years and now he got him....hayo maneno ni rahisi kuyasikia kwa black man yoyote mwenye sense ya history akiwa anaiongelea serikali ya marekani, especially in the 70s (check my avatar!).
To make things even more interesting, kulikuwa na wimbo wa 2Pac unaitwa 'letter to the president' kwenye movie, a very strong song, naurecommend mkausikilize (jiulize huu wimbo unafanya nini kwenye movie yenye story kama hii). Mwimbo unaanza kama hivi:
Uhh.. dear Mr. President
Whas happenin?
I'm writin you because, shit is still real
fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right around
the time when you got elected
Ain't nothin changed
All the promises you made, before you got elected..
.. they ain't came true
Another interesting song kwenye hii movie ni ya Puffy, Black Rob, Loon, Kain na Mark Curry, the song is kinda political. Angalia hizi verse mbili:
[P. Diddy]
Land where my father died, land where my children cried
Come on, America, ain't no barriers
Free the strings, let's see how freedom rings
One nation all gettin' down for the dollars
And the heat is gettin' hotter
But a lot don't understand
Just the way some plan to break you
I done seen the whole thing go straight through
Hungry for it, I'ma make you
Pay back what's due to me
Everybody gonna see, look what they put upon me
Made me a monster, two steps beyond ya
More streets to wonder
For which it stands for cause let's get it
Cause I'ma get mine for damn sure, come on
[Kain]
Now why can't I breathe with a gun and come free
If six dead people run this country
Now they come cause my crew's too large
Who the *** put chu' in charge
Runnin' around here like you is God
Then they wonder why the shootin' starts
Gettin' checks with half my stacks
I forgot George Bush wrote half my raps
Murderin' people for blastin' facts
Then blamin' other cats for their tragic acts
I'm tryin' to get paid till my eyes is closin'
Cops is like freeze and I'm already frozen
So they clap and they brawl in hysteria
Tappin' Jackson callin' this area
Green gots cats crawlin' to bury ya
Don't blame Kain for the fall of America
By the way, hii soundtrack ya hii movie ilikuwa released same day na Blueprint ya Jay-Z...unaona ninapoelekea?