Thursday, February 11, 2010

i just wanna.








like honestly, sometimes i like being alone.
or at least the struggles of life.
i like to think some day i'll get all the things i dream about.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

In the Thicke of it.


It started friday. And it's all I've done since then. After a full 2 days to digest it in its entirety, I've come to the conclusion that my initial impression was totally on the mark. This is, through and through, the sexiest album ever. This may sound like a bold claim but, have you listened to the damn thing?? It is fantastic. And I mean sexy in the classiest sense of the word. The instrumentals and arrangement are simple and classy (with none of the booming bass or synthesizers that are regrettably all too common in R&B nowadays), resulting in music that is lush, sophisticated, and strictly adult. It is unabashedly sexual without being overtly sexual( i.e. R. Kelly), and that, is as impossible a feat as any in the horny soundscape that is R&B music. What's also great about Robin Thicke's fourth LP is that it's consistent with its sound. It knows what it wants to be. All too often artist release albums that just sound like them singing on a bunch of different producers' songs. But I really like that Thicke knows where he's going with this. Every song sounds like it's suppose to be on the album and that it's from the same artist and/or producer. It's his confidence in his musical abilities that makes this album seem so effortless. Whether it was really effortless or not for him, you can tell he was a part of every bit in the production of this album. I wasn't too big on him before but he's come to grow on me and now I just straight up like this guy. I dig what he's about. His music is soo much classier and more mature than his contemporaries. I mean with R. Kelly wanting to get you pregnant and Chris Brown wanting to transform ya(wtf is that suppose to mean anyways??), to say that those two things, class and maturity, are in short supply is an understatement. Music needs this album, I NEED THIS ALBUM. His music is exactly what i've been looking, waiting for. And in this album, he spends nearly the entirety of it in falsetto. I can't resist that, i just can't. Nothing screams sexual like an R&B singer in falsetto. An R&B singer he is, sexual this album was.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Jame "Flight" White

Dude is sick... too bad he ain't in the L. Mark Cuban, Mitch Kupchak, somebody please sign this guy just so he can be in the dunk contest!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I'm Feeling Lucky.

So ChromeOS was previewed today. Time will tell, but I think this is going to be huge. Judging from what I see, it'll change digital lifestyles.  I really hope Apple and Microsoft are taking notes.


Monday, November 9, 2009

Thursday, November 5, 2009

State of the NBA Nation

I've always been a fan of the NBA ever since I could dribble a basketball (which is probably around late high school). As a naive young boy, I was taught to believe that sports are fair and that we all have to follow the rules. Over the years my trust and beliefs were torn down for flash and money. Refs rule the NBA and so does Vegas. Don't get me wrong here, usually the better team should and does win but how far does it go when it interferes with a "Cinderella" story or a team I'd like to call the 2004-2005 Houston Rockets. I'll save that for another entry. Recently Deadspin released excerpts from Tim Donaghy's now canned book. CHOKE ON THAT DAVID STERN. I hope the game can be saved from this. I guess it finally took someone to get caught for things to even be looked at and regulated.

http://deadspin.com/5392067/excerpts-from-the-book-the-nba-doesnt-want-you-to-read

I'll let you all take a look for yourselves. Judge not Tim Donaghy, his life had to be crushed before this could all come out, but judge David Stern who probably knew about this all along and allowed for it. But hey, maybe I can make a few bucks by betting on the games myself.

I put this image up because:
1. I hate Mark Cuban
2. I hate the Mavericks
3. I hate Mark Cuban and the Mavericks