This video (unexpected embarrass-me-while-I’m-at-work nudity and all) would have been pretty much perfect without the dialogue.

First, it’s not my relationship.

Then, it is.

Then, it’s what I want it to be.

Then it isn’t.

Then it leaves you utterly confused, like any relationship would. And it doesn’t feel good, but I keep pressing play. Which is probably what this couple does, too.

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It’s also way more effective than the original.

Band Of Horses.Cease To Begin.No One’s Gonna Love You.



Solange can do no wrong in my eyes. Truly. Even the shotgun wedding (unplanned pregnancy?) mattered none because the kid turned out to be cute as hell. She doesn’t make me feel bad about myself, unlike someone I know. And for that, I’m eternally grateful, and will continue to support all her questionable-turned-cute haircuts and musical endeavors simply because of it – but also because her shit is good and, if anything, the drop from Interscope is more of a blessing than a curse. Just wait and watch.

Her cover of the Dirty Projectors is unexpected and on point. And she samples Isaac Hayes’ “Bumpy’s Lament” – better known as the Erykah Badu “Bag Lady,” Dr. Dre “Xxplosive,” Lil’ Kim “Drugs,” and Mobb Deep “Back At You” beat.

Hear them both:


VV Brown’s Sound

October 18, 2009


So glad I didn’t see or hear of VV Brown for the first time because of her “Crying Blood” track, because I would’ve easily dismissed her as Janelle Monae’s predecessing parody.

Instead, I caught wind of the UK singer by watching her perform Kid Cudi’s Crookers remix of “Day N’ Nite” in a dorm room, MacBook on lap and all, equipped with a mini-megaphone, and instrumentally backed by three seemingly harmless dudes. Of course, this was on YouTube and not in person, but…

Then, I happened upon this:

And was won over because, while it starts off as an unimpressive bouncy acoustic, it explodes with a chorus catchy enough for lovers scorned. Meaning everyone.

“A sweet little lie; I cry wolf, cry. Rabbit out the hat, yes, that’s what I’m bringing; some tricks up my sleeve for noticing me.”

Once You Go Black…

October 14, 2009


How I Discovered Discovery: A friend (I rarely speak to anymore) that currently lives in a town (I would never visit) apparently knows me well enough to (quite randomly) send me a link to the free-and-full stream of an LP (he knew I’d love). I was sold on the fact that the band was comprised of Wes Miles from Ra Ra Riot, who I keep meaning to listen to, and Rostam Batmanglij of Vampire Weekend, who I first fell in love with at a rain-soaked concert in Central Park two summers ago and then again at a rain-soaked concert at All Points West two months ago.

Their rendition of a certain classic (eerie timing; R.I.P.) reminded me of a Dan Black track I heard ages ago, in which he covers the song of another fallen artist.

Hear the white boys here:


Discovery.LP.I Want You Back.
Dan Black.?.HYPNTZ.

My best friend knows what it takes to please me (oww!). Hence the reason she sent me this magic. Anytime Isaac sings, I don’t really hear any of the words…just a voiceover going: “Yes, I’m talking to you. About all your relationships. Past, present, and future.” Because that’s what the Fray do. They fucking resonate.

(Overproduced tracks get me caught up in headbopping, so an acoustic anything is like an express train to the psyche; makes me listen intently. Well, that, and I was tryna see if he’d say “yo” or “homies” like Yeezy. And yes, yes, he does.)


January 28, 2009

*wishful thinking


1. Natural bedhead hair. All the time. With no needs to ever be tended to.

2. The ability to do a convincing (see: deliberately smudged) smoky eye.

3. 24/7 go-to sweater-and-leggings attire. Appropriate for all occassions.

4. For my cursing to come across as endearing,

not expected and congruent to all my personality traits.

5. Dance moves that are part pusher*, part provocative.

Part suggestive, part soulja*.

Part hot, part hood.

6. An accent.

7. For Noreaga to owe me a hundred favors.

Here I am:

*slang terms