during my november hiatus, something cool happened when dr. drew found and read the potentially inappropriate love letter i wrote to him. in addition to that, something… interesting happened when one of the members of the group Highland Place Mobsters saw that he and his homies made my list of ‘obscure r&b covers.’
that’s pretty cool. i mean i kind of question it, given his history of hard to decipher, slightly asinine tweet philosophising, but it’s your money. do what you will with it.
something you should know, though.. for Tyrese, “staying out of your own way” apparently means stalking your baby’s mother and sleeping in your car in front of her place all night. yeah, that happened. last night, actually.
with all the hoopla and hullabaloo and rigamarole surrounding Keri Hilson’s latest video, “The Way You Love Me,” which has gotten an incredible amount of bad press due to its hyper sexual images and lyrics. i met Keri’s vagina in the sun room of her mansion, where she sat in a recliner wrapped in a neck brace, sipping a cup of chamomile tea.
okay, i know i’m not supposed to be here, but. i just have to share these videos.
"tee hee! bring it, bitch!"
if you know your way around the Internets, then you’ve probably heard that Will Smith’s daughter, Willow, has been making music in between serving bitches with her mohawk game. and speaking of her hair, and her music, choreography for her song ‘whip my hair’ hit the internets all up in the face this week. when i saw how crazy my twitter timeline was going under the weight of it all, i knew that i HAD to get this story. so after a lot of work and a few bribes, i managed to score a quick interview with Willow herself to get the inside scoop on the song and what’s next for her and her music career.
remember their song “Your Love is a 187?”
am i the ONLY one who thinks this song sucked, in retrospect?? i tweeted about it and everybody came rushing to their defense! is it a nostalgia thing? it HAS to be a nostalgia thing. that song is straight up 4 minutes of horrendous metaphors, featuring:
- “You’re like a gangstress of love/so baby come and put a hit on me”
- “Baby you can pump like a gauge/or go faster than an automatic tec”
- “I’m yearnin’ for your 187/baby drop the bomb on me”
what kind of aural crack did they put in this song to make people like it??
check out the rest of the song discussion here, and please drop a line or two and let me know if i’m crazy, or if it’s everybody else that’s crazy. (it’s usually the latter.)
then get ready to love me and thank the homie Young H at Go In Radio!
he in all his glorious, giving goodness tweeted some stuff by the Terrence Blanchard Group that included a jazzed up version of Bilal’s fantastamzing ‘When Will You Call.’ is it better than the original? is anything ever better than the original? it’s really good though, and i just had to share it in the event that any other Bilal fans may see/hear it. listen/download here.
since listening to that version will probably make you want to hear the original, you can listen to that here.
so i guess its safe to say that r&b is becoming the underlying theme of this blog. which is fine with me. as long as asinine people keep stepping into studio, i’m not against discussing where they went wrong.
i got an early christmas gift today when my very good friend donnie gave me the link to a blog full of the most random, dated r&b that i’ve never heard of in my life. the possibilities contained therein are ENDLESS. i predict many more discussions on r&b coming from that link alone. so you may thank him for this.
in no particular order, since they’re all equally ridiculous:
1. Renaizzance – Intimate Thoughts
first, a question.. why did everybody feel the need to spell shit the wrong way? ‘hello, ladies and gentlemen, we are Peaches and Cream, only it’s spelled PeichezzZ aynd Kriem beause we’re craft and clever.’ smh. anyway.
u can’t convince me that that wasn’t done by somebody’s 14 yr old little brother with MS clipart and the first edition of Paint Shop Pro. don’t it look like an airbrushed Rest in Peace t-shirt? (ps – WHY DO THEY HAVE A BEST OF ALBUM?)
Where did you find that photo of Skeevy Santa getting his Thomas Jefferson/Strom Thurmond on? (c) miss kate/lite bread
so i recently noticed just how freakin close to christmas we’re getting. i love christmas. hands down one of my favorite times of the year. i love the feeling in the air, the jingle bells and all that jazz, the terrible christmas decorations. but most of all, i loooooove christmas music! so, ive decided that from now til christmas, we’re gonna have a christmas bonanza! all christmas talk, all the time (or at least whenever i get around to updating, lol). one thing i wanna do is discuss some of my favorite/unfavorite christmas carols individually in a christmas carol spotlight type of feature. first up, ‘baby, it’s cold outside.’
…i hate this damn song.
i think what makes me angriest about it is that we’ve all been hoodwinked into thinking it such a simple, sweet, clever, cozy little ditty. oh, yeah. crank it at your christmas parties. sing it with your sweet, innocent little children in the car on the way to mee-maw’s house. choreograph a funny little number to perform at your office christmas party. let it be known, though, that YOU ARE DANCING TO DATE RAPE.
happy friday, yall!
i was in the car with my homie today when Mary Mary’s ‘God in Me’ came on. i started bankhead bouncin inside myself cause i forgot how much i loved this song. it definitely knocks! (do ppl still say that?)
the bad thing is that it may knock (if people still say that) a little too much. i have this condition where when i hear a good beat, my back involuntarily arches & my hips start rolling without my consent. that’s not exactly the behavior you want to be exhibiting when listening to a gospel song, im sure. im not well versed in the Bible, but i don’t recall reading ‘Thou shalt backeth that ass up all the way to thine zipper’ anywhere. correct me if i’m wrong tho.
anyway. enjoy the song & enjoy ur weekends 🙂