Quantum Leap: A Father’s Faith – The Narcicyst (Dubai/Iraq/Canada)
Yassin Alsalman, better known by his stage name The Narcicyst (or Narcy), is an Iraqi-Canadian MC and journalist. A longtime fixture in the North American hip-hop scene and a pioneer of the Arab hip-hop movement, Narcy currently resides in Dubai, United Arab Emirates where he directs his new multimedia arts label and culture brand – The Medium.
World Hip Hop Market was proud to have Narcy as one of the Masters of Ceremony for this year’s Trinity International Hip-Hop Festival (March, 2012). The following Organix was published on the eve his latest release – the 6-song EP Leap of Faith which dropped on October 22nd. As he describes:
The Narcicyst returns with his new fresh sound on his new EP Leap of Faith into horizons and music he’s never shared before. This new 6-track EP contains some of his most personal content yet, speaking on jumping over the hurdles of independence in music and life that you are bound to relate to. Narcy has teamed up with his listeners to create an ‘art and action project’ entitled the Leap Up. He is asking people to log into the tumblr page and add their work, music, writing, photos, art and videos to engage directly with the public…Each one, reach one, teach one, tweet one.
By Yassin Alsalman aka The Narcicyst
One of the memories that leaps to the front of my subconscious very often is a picture of my father standing at the Immigration desk in Mirabel Airport; Montreal’s then international Terminal for fresh newborn naturalised citizens. He stood with his back to me, as though leaving his past behind in the lap of his youngest child, his future. Little did I realise at the time the sacrifice he and my mother were making for us to see a brighter, and hopefully, more prosperous future for my children in return. You would think violins were playing the background in my mind when I flashback to this but all I can hear is Michael Jackson’s BAD.
Fast forward 25 years later, I took my pilgrimage back to Arabia, moving myself and my wife to my birth town of Dubai, in search for a new future for my kids. One where I can offer them a reintegration into a language and culture fleeting from us every-so-often in our search for identity lost above oceans in airplanes. At the precious age of 24, when I married my lady, I was going through a severe crisis of self. Who was I as a man, an artist, an Arab, a Canadian, a husband and a son? I recently let go of those fears, as easily as my peppered beard grows now in my third decade on Earth. And I am surrounded by Pepsi Ads for Michael Jackson’s BAD 25th anniversary everywhere.
The reintegration to this side of the world hasn’t been as easy as I thought. I took for granted many of the guarantees of North America that come at costs that are as invisible as the taxes we pay. I took a Leap Of Faith, believing that it was as easy as shipping my personal belongings across the seas and oceans. But it wasn’t. I’ll spare you the details, but it’s been hair-greying, to say the least. Beautiful thing though.
As my father turned around with freshly stamped papers to a future unknown, he smiled at me. We were exhausted, a 20-hour trip later across memory lane into the wilderness of Montreal’s Winter Wars. And they struggled, shipping their personal belongings across oceans, though they never showed us what we were missing. As I grew up, the main tenet my father instilled in me was “make the best of every situation”. Sometimes, I wonder if he said that to me, his reflection, to say it to himself.
Times are different now. We are a distracted generation. The tension is rising in our nations, as it did during our parents generation. We have been witness to media wars, and wars through media. We have moved, seen the world. We speak in 140 characters and hashtags. I communicate in my ‘meetings’ in Dubai in Arabic, English and sometimes French; while retweeting, insta-spamming, facebooking, e-mailing, business carding and cell phone calling. I end my days over-caffenated, underwhelmed, saturated and flabbergasted. I wake up the next day and promise myself I won’t be as involved with my electronics, yet here I am, typing away in a blogger box. There is no escaping the individuality of narcissism in modern society. As the Wu-tang asked us, can it be that it was all so simple then?
Of course, it wasn’t.
I wanted to challenge myself, and the listeners of my music, to a new phase in my sound, life and music. Tomorrow I will be releasing a free EP online called Leap of Faith, as, well, it is exactly that. A leap into the unknown, a new phase, a new sound. A new voice that I’ve found. As part of the music release, I wanted to test just how engaged we are in our social medias. Are we engaging with ourselves or with each other? In Blog we Trust.
I am asking people to take a leap with me. If everything is so free, will you make the best out of a situation as well? Share your story as I have with you. Post a picture, a video, a song, a word. Anything. Share with us your fears and insecurities. Your Light and your Love. Join us in really engaging in art, and making a collaboration that we can save forever (or as long as the internet doesn’t dissapear). Maybe one day, someone will find these megabytes buried deep in the subconscious of the internet and discover there were an international body of people who loved to work together, not just tweet, email, and toggle back and forth between machines…
My father recently said to me ‘I don’t want to chase visas to live in the Arab World anymore, I am too old to feel like I want to belong again’. I don’t blame him. I wonder if I will feel that way at 60 too. I have a feeling, soon, I’ll be picking up my mother and father from Pierre-Elliot Trudeau Airport in Montreal, in December, to move them back to their new home in Montreal, Canada.
Full Circle never felt so revolutionary,
Download ‘Leap Of Faith EP’ for Free HERE: http://www.mediafire.com/?qcde1u7zoqpn9
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Join the .com-versation: http://www.theleapup.tumblr.com
Musician, actor, Professor and author