Please start making Wire knock-offs post-haste, and set them in Houston. Feel free to cast members of the S.U.C. in key roles. Bun B would make an excellent Chief of Police, and if you got Dizzee Rascal a good voice coach, he'd be a pretty good fed.
West, Kanye West. Fresh off a dignified Grammy night, Yeezy and co-director Spike Jonze deliver some Freudian wish fulfillment: Agent Provocateur spy girls, over-saturated dusk-for-night,George and Jennifer inOut of Sight, and the a bit of vehicular mystery cribbed from the "Karma Police" video. DJ Federico Fellini would be proud.
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i must be in a good place nowI found this on the Abe Vigoda blog. She's coming back.
Go get this Bobby Charles album from the Heat Warps right now. It's literally the Band and Dr. John wading through a swamp of fish, whiskey and Jesus. It's creep vine in your mind garden, sunlight in your sweet tea, Bud for breakfast with a side order of hashbrowns. Mr. Charles played keys on the Last Waltz, wrote hits for Fats Domino and Frogman Henry,and that's all you need to know.
Chioma Nnadi's style interview with Rick Ross is my favorite piece of music journalism in this young year. The TV guide summary might read: **** Promoting his forthcoming album Trilla, Miami rapper holds court on fabrics and sunglasses. A discussion of airbrushed Timberlands leads Ross to remove his shirt, revealing his numerous tattoos, symbolized personal history, and unexpected intimacy (2008).
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pen to paper, fingers to keys, mind at work, never at ease.
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