I'm back! I know, it's been a minute and I know it's a little late for a recap of music from May, and all I can say to that is S.A.D.U. (shout out to Jodi Dion). I decided to go with a new format this time and present the songs in a playlist. I don't know why I didn't think of this earlier, seeing that embedding 10 individual songs is kind of a pain in the ass.
So, this past December I was invited to the Chicago leg of Drake's Would You Like a Tour tour (hey, if 2 Chainz can get paid to rhyme foreign with foreign, then I can say tour back-to-back for free...sue me), which, along with Drizzy, featured PARTYNEXTDOOR, Miguel, and Future. Due to my work schedule, I was only able to catch both Miguel's and Drake's sets.
I had no regrets about missing Future's set until he joined Drake on stage and injected some unadulterated energy into Aubrey Graham's show. The rapper/R&B singer from Atlanta definitely brought it. I told myself that I would check him out if he ever came back to Chicago anytime in the near future.
Well low and behold, the fine folks at React Presents have persuaded Future a.k.a. Mr. Freebandz a.k.a. Future Hendrix a.k.a. Ciara's fiance to make his way to the Concord Music Hall on May 25th and hit his fans with some new music off of his recently released sophomore album, Honest.
Future will be accompanied by another rapper/singer, Rico Love, and fellow ATLien Que, who is riding a strong wave of popularity from his current hit OG Bobby Johnson. This show should provide its audience with a good mixture of sounds from the urban music spectrum, and with as many people as Future has collaborated with, there could even be a few surprise appearances in store.
I'm just looking forward to hearing my guilty pleasure song of the moment, Move That Dope. For tickets, click here and pick your package. Until May 25th, enjoy some Dope. You're welcome.
No, I'm not feeling "some type of way," its just last year I assumed that all of my audience was in a happy love bubble when I hit you with Roofie Rhymes (looking back, that's a corny ass name...ah well, you live and you learn). I now understand that most of my audience is miserable, so it's only fair that I hit you with some break-up/hate jams. Get your Kleenex and alibis ready, its about to get shitty. You're welcome.
With all the holiday hub-bub and end of the year lists, it looks like I might have missed the opportunity to hit you with some new music. There was a lot that I missed...a lot. Some heavy hitters put in work to end 2013 right.
Most of these songs could have been featured in their own post, but I was just too damn lazy to keep up. For those of you that think you are in complete understanding of my musical preferences, don't hate me for my number one song (I know River won't). It was the most anticipated song of the season, and it just about lived up to all its expectations (the hook could have been better, but that's just how it goes sometimes). You're welcome.
The old cliche goes the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results. The Chicago Bulls are in a state of insanity. I hear constantly from Bulls' fans that Derrick Rose needs help but when they can get him help by losing to be major players in the draft, those fans are against it.
Fans want them to make the playoffs, basically just to say they made it. Making the playoffs then getting bounced out gets you nothing. Where did it get the Bulls last year? It got Chicago all excited because they made it out the first round then won game 1 against the Miami Heat but then got swept after that. If you're a true fan of the Bulls, you should want the Bulls to miss the playoffs to give Derrick Rose a phenom rookie sensation. How do you think we got Derrick Rose in the first place? We missed the playoffs, that's how.
Question: is AMC the new HBO?? HBO has had great luck with producing some all-time great dramas. The Wire, Oz, Sopranos...all classics! AMC has The Walking Dead and Breaking Bad. I like both shows (well I actually LOVE The Walking Dead).
I'm probably one of a few that thinks Breaking Bad is just ok. I guess I just expected so much more. I do admit a bias of liking zombies a hell of a lot more than drug cartels, but nothing tops a good old fashioned ruthless drug cartel. I thought his family would be in harm's way at least once in the storyline, but in 5 seasons neither the son, the daughter, nor the mother have ever been abducted or scratched. I mean the son is handicapped which is such an easy target in my opinion.
Welcome to another edition of Poof. This week's subject is none other than the ivory Canadian reggae man, Snow. Yeah, you heard me, Snow. I bet you didn't think you would hear that name mentioned outside of a cheesy VH-1 nostalgia/countdown shows about forgotten fads from the '90s. Let's begin, shall we.
Well, lets just hope this edition doesn't hurt too many feelings. Let's just say I lost a couple of followers after my review of LoveRaychelMusic. Ah well, all I can do is tell the truth.
The Twitter follower I am critiquing this week is a hip-hop artist that goes by the name of Fantom (@Fantomtime). According to Twitter, Fantom is from Canada, continental home to Drake and the OVO family. From that aspect, Fantom has some big footprints to follow in, but for the most part, this kid has potential.
Let's play a game called "Who Needs Who More." On one side, we got a girl that wants to be taken seriously, and judging from her recent twerk video, she wants to crossover to the urban market. On the other side we got an OG that also wants to be taken seriously, and possibly crossover to a younger market. Sadly, all of us losing is the result of this game. Unfortunately, Snoop Dogg Lion's latest effort featuring Hannah Montana Miley Cyrus sounds forced and contrived right from the beginning, just like his previous collaboration with Aubrey Drake. (As you can see, I just mastered the crossout option). When are old old rappers going to realize they only need to appeal to their real fans to stay relevant. Attempts like this one seem desperate. Listen for yourself. De nada You're welcome.
Trying to get it in early, since I've been late the last couple of weeks. I'm not gonna lie, bigger things could have happened this week and I might have missed them. I don't care, its March Madness, snitches! This tournament is the only important thing going on this week, ask Obama. He dropped everything to fill out a bracket. That man loves his TV time.
Here's what stood out, let me know what slipped through the cracks.
To quote the great Peter Griffin, you know what really grinds my gears? It's when people go out their way to tell me who I look like. Is it really necessary to stop frying fries to tell me I look like an out of work comic from the late eighties/early nineties, whose popularity coincided with the rise and fall of Zubaz pants? I myself have probably been guilty of this crime (for those that know what I'm talking about, that dude really did have Ric Flair hair...Woooo!), but at least I have to common courtesy to keep my thoughts to myself, or say them behind your back like normal people.
The best part is that people act like they are the first ones to arrive at that conclusion and its outcome should change your life. "Hey buddy, has anybody ever told you look like such and such?" Why no, sir, it seems that your levels of perception are higher than those of the common man, and you have now provided me with a new outlook on life, and that outlook is suicide...not for me, for yourself, Captain Obvious. Unless your comparative statement is followed by "...and let me buy your dinner" or "I got your next drink," keep that shit to yourself.
I mean, what did you hope to accomplish (besides a rant on a blog that nobody reads)? If I say yes I did know, or no I didn't, where does the conversation go after that? Nowhere.
I should start doing the same thing, maybe I should also make it my goal to announce to the world that I too have mastered the basic cerebral skills of cognition and comparison. Like, "excuse me, you bare a striking resemblance to Sir Francis Drake, the storied English sea captain," or "has anybody ever told you you look like trailblazing anthropologist Ruth Fulton Benedict?" Make you aware of my observation and just walk away. That would be weird and I would hate myself for doing that.
Alright, I got that out of my system, so enjoy this Family Guy clip. You're welcome.
There's something about this one, I can't put my finger on it. I like and dislike his style at the same time. He sounds like he could be the by-product from a weird, tip-touching night between Drake and Kid Cudi. Even the video, its like he had me with the whole pizza delivery guy bit and then ruined it and got all jiggy with it. So torn. The production is tight...sometimes. Damn you, KYLE, and your inconsistencies!!! Do you want me to like you or hate you? My 8th grade dance all over again. Listen.
