Maybe I’m just a fellow white boy who shares his fancy for the music of black artists…but goddamn I love Justin Timberlake.
Maybe I’m just a fellow white boy who shares his fancy for the music of black artists…but goddamn I love Justin Timberlake.
When Jimmy Kimmel’s obnoxious shtick walked into a movie theater with a cadre of Oscars attendees at last night’s Academy Awards ceremony, he remarked on the pungent smell of weed wafting from the audience.
“No way this is abou–HOLY HECK IT’S REALLY ABOUT BLUNTS!!!”
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I normally wouldn’t classify a mere three songs as an album, but Tank’s When We (Remix) is so ingeniously structured that I decided to include it here to throw my support behind any artist who treats an album as more than just a disconnected collection of random songs.
Though Humble Beast was technically released in 2017, the new deluxe version offers a whopping 11 more songs, all once again regrettably overproduced and thus forgettably average.
Some thoughts on this past week’s Broadway grosses:
Another round of news:
Since I’ve been writing individual posts about the good albums released recently, the following, rather miserable docket encompassing the rest may give the impression that it’s been a rough time for music of late.