#RapRehab Giveaway For Erykah Badu’s GoodWoodNYC Piece!

I was an asshole for just ending #RapRehab without letting you all know how it went, but I’ll make it up to you. That post is going up soon at Urbane Reflections, and in the meantime, I’ve got a giveaway that I’m super excited about.  I made a post about this a while ago, and after chopping it up with my peoples at ThinkTank Marketing, I have a chance to give one of these heaters away! Good Wood NYC is one of my favorite companies right now, because they’ve got a balance of uniqueness and being affordable. Granted, the price tag isn’t a factor with this ankh anyway: the 50 pieces that the company is giving away aren’t available for purchase. I’ve got one of these myself, and trust me: it looks just as beautiful in person as it does in the photo above. More information on the piece below:
Universal Motown, GoodWoodNYC and ThinkTank Marketing have joined forces for a special venture to commemorate the release of Erykah Badu’s new album New Amerykah Part 2: Return of the Ankh. Fans will have the opportunity to win a custom “Erykah Badu Ankh” jewelry piece designed exclusively by the masterminds of GoodWoodNYC. The light wood custom Ankh measures slightly over 2 inches with a 30 inch long dark wood beaded chain. Only 50 custom Erykah Badu Ankhs were created for special online giveaways and will not be available for retail sale.

GoodWoodNYC specializes in custom rings, pendants, necklaces, bracelets, pins and earrings. They utilize a variety of exotic woods including, Zebrawood, Bloodwood, Lacewood, Purple heart and Birch. All GoodWoodNYC designs are hand sanded, painted and lasered by designer and founder Kerri O’Connell along with a team of wood carving elves. For more information please visit: http://goodwoodnyc.com/

New Amerykah Part 2: Return of the Ankh is the fifth studio album from Grammy Award winning recording artist Erykah Badu. The album features production from 9th Wonder, J. Dilla, James Poyser and Madlib. For more information please visit: http://www.erykahbadu.com
So how can you win one of these? Simple. Erykah Badu has always been an artist that marches to the beat of her own drum, and as the video for her song “Window Seat” shows, she truly appreciates people who cultivate their own thoughts instead of giving into GroupThink.
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So in the comment section, tell a story about how you have made a decision for yourself, despite what others have dictated or suggested. Run wild with this: be as short or as long as you want, and write it in whatever form – poetry, song lyrics, or just as a regular story – that works for you. My artist p2dahi rhymed over “Window Seat” a few days ago, and he spoke about how he refuses to let society’s standards of education and fashion dictate his life or his music career. Feel free to use this as a guide.

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UPDATE: Contest closed. Thanks for participating!

  • Hey Ketch,

    This may sound silly but is this contest over? Reason why I ask is because even though the entry says April 26, 2010, it just popped up this past evening as a new article. I check your site faithfully for updates and after weeks of seeing your last entry on the Chace Infinite/GoodWood interview, I was illin when I saw that you were giving away the Badu jawn but then I saw the date.

    If the contest is over, that’s cool. Just thought I’d ask.

    Peace.

    uniqueterror

    • The contest is actually brand new – but I had drafted the article on April 26. Just chaged the date on the article now

  • Ok, here goes:

    I’m a 22 year old man. I am a rapper. I am straight and I have never kissed anyone or been kissed by anyone. I have never had sex. And for as long as I can remember, I have felt like a black sheep amongst those of my own gender.

    The men in my family question my sexual orientation for the simple fact that I don’t try to fuck everything moving. It’s not that these opportunities haven’t come up for me, they’ve all just been really bad opportunities.

    I have come to accept the fact that I cannot separate my emotions from my urges. I don’t want to have sex entirely just to have sex. Tons of friends have tried to convince me just to pay for it and “get the monkey off my back” but I won’t. It’s not me. And no matter how badly I might feel because of a perceived lack in my life, I refuse to be just another statistic- just another man who makes the entire population of people born with penises to look like pure scum.

    A couple months ago, a good friend of mine called me out of the blue to hang out. She knows I want to be with her, and she’s always had a thing for me, but even still she’s continued to pursue other people and jump from guy to guy. I won’t lie, it has given me a feeling of betrayal, but I have brushed it aside for the sake of our friendship. What happened this night, however, I cannot dismiss.

    We went to a bar because she wanted a drink, so we ate some food there and she got a beer. She asked me if I was gonna drink and said I wasn’t sure yet. Next thing you know, she’s ordered for the both of us: I was going to drink. She begins telling me how her current boyfriend isn’t pleasing her sexually. A few drinks later, she starts rubbing my leg, squeezing my member through my pants, telling me how her bra is coming undone- even texting me with, “God I need you inside me right now.” The girl I’ve wanted, cared about, lusted after and adored more or less for 8 years is throwing herself at me. So what do I do? I muster every ounce of morality, strength and dignity I have left, and I do nothing. I drive us home, and that’s that.

    Now, I felt horribly deprived after that night, both emotionally and physically, but I told myself that I did the right thing and that it’s just a testament to how strong a person I am. And do 90% of my male friends support my decision? Absolutely not. They tell me it’s his fault and I should have gone for it- even laughing at my decision to not be “that guy.” Why? Because it was the easy thing to do? Because I did what’s right, and it was hard as hell? How alienated I feel from other men sometimes.

    What makes a man? Who knows. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to let other people tell me what it is supposed to be or what I should do as one. In the media and in popular culture, men like me don’t exist. In cases such as this though, majority does and should not rule. I may not be an average “guy” but I live by my own standards and at the end of the day, that’s more than most people who claim to know better will ever accomplish.

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  • As I’ve progressed through my years at the College for Creative Studies in Detroit, I’ve been given a lot of advice:
    “Get a good job.”
    “Marry a good man.”
    “Stay with your advertising major.”
    “Learn how to DRIVE.”

    I’ve worked hard to take people’s advice, process it, and improve. As I’ve gotten better in my field, I’ve gotten a lot more encouragement and advice. However, in the midst of all these good wishes, I’ve constantly gotten one piece of advice that I just don’t get:

    “GET OUT OF DETROIT AS SOON AS YOU GRADUATE.”
    “Leave Detroit!”
    “Don’t stay here. There’s nothing here.”
    “You won’t go far if you stay in Detroit.”

    Now I understand that the job market here is a little rough. I’m aware that there are other states where I could “succeed” in bigger ad agencies. I’m aware that the weather here is some straight BS. Yet, I don’t understand how someone can reach success then leave the place that GAVE them the chance to succeed. I’m all about reciprocation. You can’t get big and then squash all the people who helped you get there. I feel the same way about my city. Detroit is my home, my mother, my teacher, my lover and my best friend. There’s no way I can leave the D! People often complain that there’s nothing in the D. But there will NEVER be anything in Detroit if people keep leaving! That’s like a parent always leaving their child unattended at home, never taking it to school, and never changing it’s pull-ups then complaining that their child is bad, stupid, and smells like sh*t! That’s because YOU didn’t do your job. There’s no point in complaining about anything unless you’re willing to get up and make changes. I’m willing to make those changes.

    Amidst the 21 years of violence and dilapidation, throughout my life in Detroit I’ve witnessed much beauty and advancement. Detroit fills me with hope. Hope is not something that exists amongst rows of perfectly mowed grass and perfect buildings. It doesn’t exist when life is going “the way it should”. No, hope is a brave and rare form of beauty. Hope exists in the glimpse of light reflected from a piece of broken glass, a gem, that shines against the darkness of an abandoned Detroit church and reminds you that happiness is temporary but so is adversity. Adversity and hard work is a big part of success and I know it won’t be easy bringing success to my home. But I’ll be damned if I don’t at least TRY.

    So, to many people’s disapproval, I’ve decided that I will REMAIN a Detroiter. I will work here, buy here, stay here, and grow here and see beautiful progress in Detroit.

    ~Golden~