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Tufts self identity - Ke$ha and Bushido! [8]
So...this was by far the hardest essay I had to write. Still, I'm not sure if I got it quite right. Did I answer the prompt? I know I don't have to answer it EXACTLY, and that every applicant has a different take...but I hope I'm not too far off (;
Also, it's a bit long...280 words, "suggested limit" is 200. Trying to get it down to 250.
Self-identity and personal expression take many forms. For example, music, clothing, politics, extracurricular interests, and ethnicity can each be a defining attribute. Do you surf or tinker? Are you a vegetarian poet who loves Ayn Rand? Do you prefer YouTube or test tubes? Are you preppie or Goth? Use the richness of your life to give us insight: what voice will you add to the Class of 2014?---If one were to sit outside my office window late at night, one might glimpse a rather strange sight. In her less inhibited moments, a girl bounces around in her chair, tosses her hair, and sings, "I'm talkin bout e'erbody getting crunk crunk," to Kes$ha's "TiK ToK." Once in a while, she throws in a few verses of Bushido's "Eure Kinder;" what she lacks in German rapping skills she makes up for in enthusiasm, denoted by pronounced hand gestures and intense nodding of the head.
---Is this a case of undiagnosed musical epilepsy? No; this is my personal geek-fest.
---On the surface, my love for the genre of rap and hip-hop doesn't quite complement my love for science. A rapping biologist, after all, is not the norm. As much as I love the genre for its high-energy spontaneity that science sometimes lacks, I cannot truthfully say that it is the reason rap and hip-hop appeal to me. It is science - after all - that draws me to the world of Ke$ha and Bushido: the science of language.
---Phonetics, the study of the sound of human speech
Do I need to define this? , fascinates me. Listening to rap and hip-hop is like being drenched in a phonetics thunderstorm; streams of words flood my ears, enlivened by the unique pronunciations of each artist. Music videos, then, are a phonetics monsoon; I can sit for hours and analyze the position, shape, and movement of an artist's mouth.
---However, the fullest experience requires not only observation, but also participation. I swish my hair a la Ke$ha, throw up my hands a la Bushido, and form my tongue and lips into their words. This is my private dance party - my celebration of "geekiness."