BLACK DOT "The EL-Chemy of Sound" live at KRST

Drums started shortly after 6 pm as family communed to hear a Point of Reference unlike any other. The truest form of Hip Hop was in every stroke of the drum bringing unison to the heartbeats that filled the room. Even Reverend Meri Ka Ra danced through aisles swaying with the crowd, giving rise to the spirit that connected Youth and Elders to the whole. Sistah Thelma’s libation, as always, solidified our bond giving The Black Dot a space to ‘Go In’.

The night air was cold and crisp on Sunday, January 27, 2013. Sadiki suggested we “buckle our seat belts” and prepare for the next level as Black Dot stepped through the vortex opened by the Djembe Drummers. Here for his first visit to the west coast, he was ready to present “The Transformation of Consciousness through the Sacred Word and the El-Chemy of Sound.” Directing our attention to the occult aspects of Hip Hop engaged our energy flow towards “I Am Cause We Are.” His eyes said peace to the ancestors for allowing him to share in this space while the vibration of his voice carried his empowering words and loose parallels throughout the room. First on his agenda was permission from the Elders to speak, next, The El-Chemy of Sound.

Today’s rap is incapable of opening the doors to the spirit world as Hip Hop did. To unify Hip Hop with her roots Black Dot put her moral lens in perspective. He reminded elders of elements removed from her essence that many youth, unfortunately, have never known to exist. The free flowing movement of B-Boys/Girls, the rooted framework of Graffiti Artists, and the manipulation of sound by the DJ coupled with the flare of an Emcee was once a tool to enlighten oppressed people. Now today’s rap music separates generations and intentionally misguides the mind of our youth. Her molded exoteric aspect compels our youth to be so independent they dismiss being only a piece of an even bigger puzzle.

This simulated analog in today’s music is fading out the natural essence of sound. During their attempts to duplicate that hidden magic only Melanin can receive, our spiritual connection to the ancestors was broken. The bond created when individual vibes interact to produce a harmony have also been broken leaving behind collaborations between people whom have never met or even care to know the character or moral foundation of one another. By conforming to a give a little take a lot industry, we grow further complacent when dealing with the descending nature of our people. The Black Dot urged we stop being complacent! Instead, let us collectively no longer stoop to the level of those who lack the most important characteristics. Let those of us aware of the esoteric science of Hip Hop keep it thriving so when our sleeping Brothers and Sisters awaken it will be at their disposal. Let us rebuild bridges knocked down by energy vampires not in it for money but only simply to destroy us. As Black Dot stitched together the deliberately snipped seams of Hip Hop the necessity was clear, like a family should operate, we have to work in conjunction with one another to attain our common goals.

If we wish to reach a common understanding, we must first acknowledge that there is a problem. As night fell, Black Dot made that problem more than clear. They removed us from the essence of sound, Literally! Replaced by ones and zeros the tune is no longer suitable for our soul causing cognitive dissonance in anyone who dares to listen. If not for our Melanin, the proverbial “they” would have done away with us long ago. Fortunately, they cannot stop our Heartbeat, The Original Drum Line. Affirming, “You Are The Magic Ones”, Black Dot encouraged us as individuals to govern self. Insisting, the transformation is an individual one and if we intend to move as a collective, individually, we must first answer the awakening within. The individual self-transformation maximizes the effect of a synergy. Because this industry uses one to control all, it is very important for one to resonate on a higher level. Since music is today’s religion, as the Artist, High Priest, it is up to you to minister. Are you going to be an Emcee and minister to the highest chakra, or will you simply rap and play on the lowest chakra?

Hip Hop’s roots began in a time the crisis was obvious. An Emcee took lyrics as serious as a DJ took breaks. Dancers put into choreography the life Graffiti Artist brought to murals. Told, felt, seen, and captured, a story came together giving the people the esoteric through the exoteric. Black Dot merely stitched the seams it was up to us to keep them together. He reminded us how well the group performed when the individual worked on self. As individuals, let us work on self to do away with rap and get back to Her Infinite Power Helping Oppressed People, Hip Hop! -Sistar Ignite Incite