John Mayer is pretty much one of the coolest dudes alive: he's good at guitar, he dates beautiful women, he's funny as fuck, and he loves shoes (I currently excel in only 3 of those areas). He also has a great relationship with pretty much everyone in the industry, and he's versatile enough to make hip-hop songs and also totally wail with his blues trio. I recently found this interview on the cyber-net, and it only solidified his spot as one of the top 5 coolest dudes in music right now in my brain.
First, I like that he addresses "Waiting on the World to Change." Everyone is all in an uproar about how the song encourages social apathy, but John doesn't give a fuck. It's a sick song because no one can really understand it totally and it pisses them off. It's not some lame call for action. It's just a song with soul roots and a poppy hook that makes the ladies scream and the dudes pull up their pants. I especially liked John's insights about soul music. How fucking correct is he? Pretty much every notable hip-hop beat ever samples a soul song, or has some similarities. Let's look at Kanye's biggest hits: "Slow Jamz" is a Luther Vandross sample; "Through the Wire" is a Chaka Khan sample; "Touch the Sky" is a Curtis Mayfield sample; and let's not forget his biggest hit, "Gold Digger" draws heavily upon the Don of Soul himself, Ray. John so accurately articulated the significance of soul music both in history and contemporary music. The man is a genius. John seems to understand his role in music; he knows that he makes pop songs to bring home the bacon, but he also appreciates the history of music, and genuinely wants to experience a lot of different shit in the industry before his career is over. He's always evolving; I guess in a way I would call him the white Kanye West. For him, music is a more cerebral practice. He's not out there just to make mad bank (although he does), but he's all about thinking about shit and philosophizing, unlike the stupid Jonas Brothers who just whore themselves out to little girls on a sugar high. On a lighter note, I really enjoyed "Room For Squares." Does that make me girly? Find out next week.
John Mayer - Sickest Thing Ever
Postum Scriptum: I encourage all of you to take 20 minutes out of your day and watch "John Mayer Has a TV Show" while you enjoy your butternut squash and lima bean soup. The show is really amazingly funny and I've actually watched it like four or five times and L'd O L each time.
The Celtics won last night, 104-99. They won by 5. Stephon Marbury scored 8. Without Marbury, they would have lost the game, 99-96. It makes sense. Great move Danny.
The fruitful Matt Cassell era is over. The Pats got the Chiefs' second round pick, which is pretty good. Everyone was holding out for a first-rounder, but this deal gives us THREE second-round picks, which gives us a shitload of trade options and other stuff. This also takes Matt's enormous cap number off the books so we can go chase some good-ass free agents or make a bomb trade (Julius Peppers anyone?). At this point I'm not gonna question anything that Belichick does. I'm sure this will work out when we draft 4 sick young defensive players who fit the system perfectly and form the foundation for the defense of the future. I'm not worried at all. This deal was decent--again, a first rounder would've been nice--but what comes out of it will most likely be very very good. Besides, we drafted Cassell in the seventh round, and turned him into a very high second rounder (34th overall). Not a bad investment.
This deal - Soo sick The Pats' 2009 Draft Options - Sickest Thing Ever
Just when you thought tha 'cricket was fading, I straight resurrected it this morning. I mean honestly, I just wrote 3 500+ word posts in an hour. I am a fucking G. On another note, I'm going to see The Dark Knight in imax tonight, so I will probably cut a hole in the popcorn and jerk myself off, because I can only imagine how amazing it looks in imax. I'll probably write a review of it afterwards, while Mike fucks Australian transvestites and Scotty puts up away messages. Love me.
I've been researching The Jonas Brothers lately, because they're famous as fuck and I figure as a critic of pop culture I should know what all the hubbub is about. I was hoping that these dudes would be kind of cool, like they know that what they're doing is selling garbage to retarded 12-year-olds and their even dumber mothers. But the Jonas Brothers actually think that they're a legitimate group of music makers, and they really aren't cool at all. Their interviews are painful to watch, because the oldest ugliest one clearly has an inferiority complex because he's the least talented and least good-looking. He always sits farthest away in the interviews, and none of the fans even want to do him because he's like 30 and he's old and gross. So he's always trying to make lame jokes and talk over his more popular/"talented" younger brothers. The middle one seems like the coolest but he's also a huge tool because he tries to be funny and he's not that funny, but if I had to hang out with one of them then it would be him. The youngest one is really the biggest embarrassment to America. In interviews he never makes any jokes, and answers every question as seriously as possible with a straight face. Plus he "wrote" this song, which is honestly the biggest affront to the musical world that I've ever heard:
His voice is like the devil running his horns along a chalkboard. The piano and strings sound like some bullshit I would whip up in 3 minutes on GarageBand. The lyrics are even more generic and cliche and embarrassing than Coldplay (I shouldn't even mention Coldplay in this post; it's not fair to Coldplay. They're out there getting an enormous amount of pussy, while the JBs are sitting at home tickling each other and painting their mom's fingernails. They are not going to get with any hot girls because by the time they're "allowed" to have sex they will be even more not famous than Hanson). This song is terrible on so many levels. I dare you to search "Jonas Brothers Interview" on YouTube and try to watch the interviews without cringing and asking the fates why these toolbags are rich as fuck and you're out there toiling away reading some second-rate shitrag of a blog in your free time. The JB's also released a 3D concert movie, which so far has opened to terriblereviews (thank God). My favorite comes from Rolling Stone, which says, "It's no mystery that the target audience for this G-rated bubblegum fantasy is tweens, parents of tweens and the occasional pervert. They'll be so pleased. Anything for the rest of humanity? Not so much." I don't usually like Rolling Stone but they hit the nail on the head with this one. I hate the Jonas Brothers, and I'm not jealous, because I definitely would not want their life: they're virgins who aren't allowed to have sex for the foreseeable future; they spend most of their time with their parents; and they are huge tools who were probably beaten up by other kids which is why they were homeschooled and only hang out with each other. I would not trade my life for that hell-hole. Also they're probably republicans, which really salts my salad.
The Jonas Brothers - Worst Thing of All-Time*
I am proposing that from now one we change the WTOAT rating to "Worst Thing of All-Time (The Jonas Brothers)." We'll see how my proposal goes over at the Metacricket shareholders meeting.
I know I'm late on this, but I've got a lot of shit on my plate, so go fuck yourself. Evenways, I recently downloaded the new Dr. Dre jam, "Crack a Bottle." As we all know, this song features accomplished and skilled rapper Eminem, as well as Vitamin Water front-man/steroid analyst Curtis Jackson. God he was insightful in that ESPN interview. This song has been analyzed to death already by the hordes of intelligent intellectuals over at the YouTube comments section, but I figured I should get my two centsticles in, because we live in America and I didn't watch my buddies die face down in the muck not to exploit my internet fame. Here is the song if you want to listen to it while you jerk off to tha 'cricket:
(Quick note: I chose to embed the video with a blue border because, well, I'd never seen a blue bordered embedded video before and I wanted to see one.) So personally I extremely enjoy this song. The production is classic Dre. The descending piano riff in the lower register goes fucking hard as fuck, and the high keys are reminiscent of Still D.R.E., which we all know is a beat straight outta hell (or Compton; and when I say "straight outta hell" I mean like it's sick and everyone liked it). The drums don't get in the way, and they have that original Dre crunch that we heard on "Xxplosive," which as we all know inspired Kanye West to become a producer. The point is, the drums complement the piano perfectly because they're grimy yet refined, which is a sound and swag that Dre has mastered over the years. Personally I'm a big fan of Eminem's hook. I read one review that said it was "too wordy," but whoever wrote that clearly has a slow brain or didn't drink enough coffee the morning they listened to it. I have a fast brain and I drank a shitload of coffee this morning, which explains why I'm posting like a madman but also perhaps explains why I love this shit out of this hook. Anyway, it's catchy and funny. Pretty much classic Marshall. Em's verse is just quintessential Eminem: irreverent, charming, and witty (I know I'm using some huge words here, but try and keep up. I hope that stupid reviewer doesn't think our blog is too wordy. If it was we would be on wordpress, not blogger). Lines like "Kiss my butt, lick my wonder cheese from under my nuts" remind us of why we fell in love with Em in the first place, and lines like these are just straight lyrical homicide, or "lyricide:"
Its a must. I redeem my name and haters get mushed. Bitches lust. Man they love me when I lay in the cut. Fist the cut. The lady give her eighty some paper cut. Now picture us. Its ridiculous you curse at the thought Cuz when I spit the verse the shit gets worse and worse cuz your soft
These lines just show us how talented Slim Shady really is on the mic (he did murder the alphabet The Slim Shady LP). I mean look at this rhyme scheme. It's fucking nuts. He's got like 90 internal rhymes in one line. The man is a modern-day Robert Frost. No but seriously this is the kind of shit Rakim used to spit that revolutionized the game. Hopefully Em brings more of this on his new album. Plus he's white, so if you say he's bad then you're just a racist (No, not a "reverse-racist," because that doesn't exist. Just a straight racist). Dre's verse is good enough; he goes hard and tells us that he's rich and shit. It's good enough, it functions within the boundaries of the song, but his songs are all about his beats. He gets his on the mic, but his job is to shine on the boards. As far as I'm concerned he gets a pass for any of his verses (Case in point: "Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang" is considered one of the best rap songs of all-time, even though Dre spits awful shit like "Never let me slip, cuz if I slip them I'm slippin." How existential. The beat is infectious, Snoop kills it on the guest lock, and that's all we care about. Who cares what Dre says. He's a producer, not a rapper). Now, I thought 50 Cent's value as a rapper was down to like a nickel by now (GET IT!?!?!? IT'S A JOKE ABOUT HIS NAME BEING AN AMOUNT OF MONEY AND LIKE, NOW THAT HE SUCKS AT RAPPING IT'S LIKE HIS NAME SHOULD BE LIKE LESS MONEY OR SOME SHIT!!! GET IT??? HOW FUNNY AM I!??!!?!?), but personally I think he kind of brings it on this song. After his stupid singing interlude, he spits some fire:
I’m the napalm the bomb the don I’m King Kong Get rolled on wrapped up and reigned on I’m so calm through Vietnam ring the alarm Bring the shaun dawn burn marajuan do what you want Nigga on and on till the break of what Get the paper man i’m caking you know i don’t give a fuck
I was praising Em's complex rhymes earlier, so it's only fair that I give 50 (or is it 5? HAHAHAH!!!) some props for these flames. He fits like 40 rhymes into four lines, which is hard no matter what. Biggie was the best at this kind of shit: sometimes he would rhyme every word in a line, and obviously a more skilled rapper would do this better, but I give mad props to 50 for trying and pulling it off pretty well. He didn't get embarrassed on this song. Overall, this song busts hard, and I for sure will be bumping it at some house parties this summer, and I bet everyone will get really into it and sing the hook loudly while holding their Natty Ice in the air.
No band infuriates me as much as Coldplay does. They've made a career out of being a mediocre pop version of Radiohead. They write sappy bullshit love tunes with simple chord progressions that make girls cry because they're all in minor keys and their lyrics seem sentimental but they're really cliche derivative horseshit with extremely general statements about things like "love." I always thought I liked the song "The Scientist" until I learned to play it on the piano. I realized I liked it because I had heard those chords 600 times in Beatles and Rolling Stones songs. Well you may all recall that Coldplay wanted to get "experimental"--or as experimental as a horseshit Brit-pop band can get--on their 2008 album "Viva La Vida." The title track got mad airplay and was featured in an iTunes ad that aired about 18 times per quarter during the NBA playoffs. I recall thinking, "Hey, I kind of hate Coldplay and I want to punch them in the jeans, but this melody is kind of catchy, although the lyrics are classic Coldplay bullshit." Well, it turns out they bit that melody. Check it:
So now we know that by "experimental" they meant "plagiaristic." If they submitted this as an assignment at school they would get kicked out for academic dishonesty. But in the real world it's cool and they end up winning a Grammy and making millions for it. I know I gave Chris Martin props a few weeks ago, because he makes hot hip-hop and collabs with Jay-Z and Kanye West. That's what's so maddening about this whole thing: I like Chris Martin when he's laying down hot riffs over drum breaks for rappers, but then he goes and writes all this bullshit and bites American indie bands. What makes this even more interesting is that he's married to Gwyneth Paltrow, the classic "She looks so fucking good there but in other scenes she looks like shit." Gwyneth's boneibility and hotness are just like her husband's music: sometimes you fall in love with her and want to marry her and have sex with her for the next 25 years, but then other times you're like "eeeewwww" and you don't know how she even broke into the business of acting because her face is weird and her nose is out of proportion. I guess it was destiny that she and Chris found each other. Either way, I still want to punch Coldplay in the face and I would still probably do Gwyneth just to spite Chris Martin, unless he wanted to get on the boards with me and make me famous by doing a collab. Creaky Boards deserves the Grammy for writing this song for Coldplay, and they should be famous instead. Also, isn't Creaky Boards a sick name for a band? CB is my new favorite band, and are deserving of an honorary Departed rating. I'm going to buy all of their albums on the iTunes music store so they can make a well-deserved 2 dollars.
Coldplay - Shitty Gwyneth Paltrow - Who the fuck can tell anymore Creaky Boards - Greatest Band of All-Time (The Departed)
So you know the saying, "for all intents and purposes?" I've always thought that is was said, "for all intensive purposes." I know no one really cares, but I felt the need to share that with the world, and I'm really just writing this post to take my mind off the 3 Gajillion things I have to do. Australia has been nothing but great, but I just got this massive overwhelming feeling a little bit ago. This is the first night I've been here that I haven't consumed an alcoholic beverage. The streak ends at 8 days, by far the longest of my life. Speaking of 8, Stephon Marbury had 8 points in his Celtics debut. A 104-99 win over the Indiana Pacemakers. I was unable to watch the game due to the fact that I am currently in outer space where all they play is rugby. I read the box score though and his line looked efficient. Hopefully he can bring some stability to the Celtics biggest weakness, the bench. Speaking of benches (these are some fucking relevant segues), I recently just got back from a trip to Sydney, and during my time there I sat on a bench watching some weakass street performer. The performer had a group of about 100 people watching him, and this one group of like 10 big black dudes was kinda standing off to the side. I looked over at them, and realized that in the middle of this group was world famous hip hop producer Pharrell. As soon as people started to realize it was him they all left the street performer and flocked towards Pharrell. Flocked might not be a good word considering only like 10 people knew who he was, but you get the point. My friends all got a pic with him but I was to fat and slow and couldn't get in. You could tell Pharrell was mad sick of these people coming up and talk to him when he was just tryna take a nice stroll through Sydney. So he had this "im to good for these people" look on his face the whole time, but then my friend told him the We Got It For Cheap beat was the best beat of all time, and I saw a smile creep on to Pharrell's face at that point. I'll post the pic in a bit. For now just check the Opera House, it is like, the coolest looking thing of all time. That's all for now. Metacricket is slowing down and we need to get this shit going again. I'll do the 2324 things on my to do list and check back in with yall later.
Metacricket As Means Of Venting- Sick Sydney- Sickest Thing Ever Making Pharrell Happy- Sick
I'm sure many, if not all, of our "readers" are familiar with Flight of the Conchords (who are coming to Killadelphia in April and I'm totally going!!!). Well, one of the songs that helped catapult FOTC to semi-cult-stardom was the sex-crazed jam "Business Time." Apparently the people over at SI.com took a page out of Jemaine's book and thought that the NFL free-agency window began on Wednesday--the night that we make love--and not Thursday. Check it out:
Ah yeah Bart Scott. Tonight we gonna make love. I mean, I would expect this kind of talk from Peter King about Brett Favre or Peyton Manning or Tony Dungy, but not on the front page of the site. Nothing like a little not-so-subtle sexual innuendo mixed in with your NFL free agent talk.
Dwyane Wade has decided to go Nelly on us and not have any Bennett's in his belly (MWBTTO). He recently recieved stitches on his face and has been wearing trendy accessories over it. His new band-aid fad is on the fence between gay and homosexual. It's lose lose I guess. It would be fine if he just said no homo.
At first it was a normal band-aid, then an American flag. Both acceptable. Then it was a blue band-aid with WADE imprinted across it for away games, and a red one with the same WADE across it for home games. Unsatisfactory. We know your name, you're the NBA's leading scorer. You don't need matching band-aids with your name to make you look cool.
Then last night he went over the edge. We know your nickname is flash which is sick because the flash is one of my favorite Mortal Kombat vs. DCU characters, but to have it embedded across the left side of your face during an NBA game is complete homosexuality. Even rapper Lil' Wayne attended last night's game sporting a red band-aid with WADE written across it, and he doesn't even have stitches. Wayne is making a bid for Wade's last spot in his fave-5. In the photograph below, Lil' Wayne is seen sporting the WADE-aid whilst approving million dollar deals from his iphone (not shown).
Also, in Wade's post-game interview last night, he called them Wade-bands. Wade-aid actually rhymes you idiot. Dwyane Wade is still the man though, it just sucks this is happening.
PICK 'EM UP!! After months of whining by both sides and speculation by tool-face media members, the dream has finally been realized: Stephon Marbury and his 15 dollar shoes are coming to the Celtics. WOOOOOOOO!!!!! I am pumped as fuck. As soon as I heard the news I did a fist-pump and IMed Mike. That's how fucking pumped I was. But what does this all mean? I'll tell you what it means. We are getting an All-Star caliber ball-handler and scorer who will provide much-needed depth and BENCH SCORING, which we've only gotten like twice all season, both times from Eddie House, who is quite possibly the most inconsistent basketball player alive and cannot be relied on for long important stretches. This isn't picking up the anorexic Mikki Moore to fill space on the floor for two minutes at a time. In Marbury we're getting a veteran who has proven that he can fill it up and be a legitimate second option on a contending team (or at least he could in 1999). Plus we're getting him at that point in his career where he's like, "Fuck it. I don't care about money. I don't care about stats. I just want to win a title so I can fly my private jet around and die happy." This is the best type of pick-up, especially when you have KG and Paul Pierce on your team, two dudes who will absolutely murder Steph if he even thinks about acting out of line once. As a bonus, Marbury hasn't played an actual game of basketball for like 3 seasons, so his legs have got to be fresher than a ripe Rhode Island tomato. Worst case scenario, he turns out like Sam Cassell: a me-first dickwad who takes awful shots and disrupts the flow of the offense. Let's not forget we won a title last year with the actual Sam Cassell, so that shouldn't be too much of a problem. Best case scenario, it's a Randy Moss-to-the-Patriots situation: he's revitalized by the opportunity to actually win a ring, he tries hard, doesn't run his mouth, buys into the Ubuntu system, and averages like 15 a game off the bench on the way to a career-salvaging NBA title. That's obviously what's going to happen. Either way, the team could probably get a great deal on shoes.
Stephon Marbury to the Celtics - Sickest Thing Ever (with the potential to be elevated to a Departed situation)
Devin Harris did something pretty cool last night, and I'm sure everyone on the team was like hella stoked and shit. But watch the interview that Brook Lopez gave after the game (First you have to endure Vince Carter's boring as fuck description of watching the play happen. Cool Vince. I used to like you before you became a douche):
Brook sounds like a 15 year old girl; it's like Freaky Friday or some shit. I bet after that interview he went back to his room and played with his Disney toys. Jesus christ what a weirdo.
Brook Lopez interview - Very strange and extremely girly
In short the answer is yes. The best blowjob of your life is obviously gonna be better than 80% of the sex you have in your life, and considering sex is probably the Greatest Thing Of All-Time (The Departed) we are talking about this being in like the 99th percentile of best things in your life. The question is whether or not you would spend 5 days in jail for it. Just ask Charles Barkley. He was pulled over while driving intoxicated on his way to get some domepiece from a girl who had supposedly given him the best blowjob of his life a week earlier. If I'm the cop, at this point I drive him straight to the girl's place on my own, because I do not condone drunk driving in any way, but you have to respect the rules of men, and that is just a case where you have to make an exception of respecting the rules of society. Barkley never got that blowjob, and that is unfortunate. Would he say it was worth a shot to go get another? We'll never know for sure, but I'd imagine his answer would be yes. He's only gonna be in there for 5 days, which means he'll be in some soft-ass low-security joint, hell he can even get blowjobs there, albeit from a 57-year-old biker dude named Rusty, who probably looks like Steve's dad.
92 percent of my life is devoted to one cause: proving that LeBron is better than Kobe (the other 8 is divided evenly between buffalo wings, on-line amateur porn, and trying to fit into my jeans). Just give this video a nice little watch and observe just how fucking redonkulous The Bron is. Watch the entire thing. It's worth it.
He was jacking up shots from like 30+ feet away without even thinking, and nailing them. What's so scary is that LeBron is still only like 15 years old (actually 24, but that's still young as fuck), and he's still developing his game. Once he can consistently knock down shots like this then he will be literally unstoppable. Like you won't be able to stop him from scoring. He can force his way into the lane at will, he's strong enough to finish even if you hack him, and he gets pretty much every call. Once he starts shooting like 45% from beyond the arc, we could see his averages hit around 34, 10, and 8. I mean seriously he's that good. Meanwhile, Kobe is declining and once those lame fade-away jumpers and leaners in the lane stop falling for him then we will see him fall off drastically. Kobe is on the back end of his career. The King is only getting started. If the Celtics were to lose in the playoffs, I would want it to be to LeBron, and then I would love to see LeBron absolutely own Kobe in the finals. You know it would happen. Kobe how's Bron's ass taste? Mad props to Chester for the video--best reader we've got. Mad props to my brain for all the thoughts and the ability to read and write. Mad props to my jeans for fitting this morning.
LeBron James - Greatest Thing of All-Time (The Departed) Kobe Bryant - Biggest Tool Alive
This video requires no words or commentary, even if what I say is the funniest/truest commentary ever to be said. This was binoculars. Literally one of the best buzzer-beaters of all-time. How do you think Mavs fans feel watching this vid?
Devin Harris buzzer-beater - Greatest Thing of All-Time (The Departed)
*By the way, this is the 100th post in Metacricket's storied history. After you're done reading this confetti will fly all over and you will have to clean up a shitload of tiny pieces of paper, but it'll be worth it, because you experienced history. A lot of people said we'd never make it to 100. Well look at us now. We made it to 100. Sha boy!
Sup Bitches. I'm currently broadcasting to you live from the down under. In Wollongong, Australia reppin Metacricket. I've already made this a name brand over here and our hits should start skyrocketing. This is probably the first time I've had to myself in the past 458 hours. After flying over the world for eight days I landed in Sydney, only to board another plane for Cairns, Australia. Wanna see Cairns? Okay. (I suggest you click that picture for the special dvd extended version) As you can see it was dope-nasty. The town had about 99 bars and was right on the beach. Our first days activity was taking a boat out to the Great Barrier Reef. It's one of the Great Wonders of the World, so no big deal really. Most of my orientation group went scuba diving, but I couldn't due to complications with my heart, it most likely would have exploded if I had gone under with an oxygen tank. I felt like it might be worth it, but snorkeling sufficed. The shapes and colors of the coral and fish were unreal. I would show you a pic but I was unable to take pictures underwater due to the fact that my camera would have broken, if you didn't know, most cameras are not waterproof, and most x-box 360 controllers don't cost a dollar. But take a look at this island with like a lot of birds on it. The next day my orientation group went to this rainforestation place and fed kangaroos and koala bears and shit. Look at these photos that I took of them with my non-waterproof camera. So yea that's that. After orientation we took another flight back to Sydney, and drove to my school, the University of Wollongong. I'm still in the overwhelmed stage, but am having a good time so far no doubt. All I really wanna do is sleep, but I will most likely get 15 beers forced down my throat tonight, and after about 2 of them I'll be ready to go. I'm outski, till next time, no worries mate.
Dude is definitely in my Fave 5. He went for 50 last night in just 37 minutes. At one point he had like 42 of the team's 66. There is pretty much no other player on that team who is good at basketball, and D-Wade has carried them all season. Right now they're sitting at fifth in the conference, despite a terrible season from Michael "B-Easy" Beasley, who has been dreadful, and a roster of dudes who you've never heard of other than 55-year-old Jermaine O'Neal and 3-Point winner/funny-name-haver Daequan Cook. It makes me mad that people don't show any MVP love to D-Wade in spite of all of these facts that go in his favor. His supporting cast sucks and I can understand putting LeBron ahead of him in the MVP conversation, but Wade has had a better season than Kobe and he also doesn't have a cast of 7-foot All-Stars or a bench that goes 16 deep to support him. Also Wade had 5 rebounds and 5 assists last night, unlike Kobe, who usually goes for 55-1-0 because he's a ball-hogging ass-fucking douchebag.
I correctly predicted every Oscar in every category. All 26 of them. Not really but I did get all of the important ones right. I'm the man. Love me. Perhaps more importantly, big ups to Sean Penn for his bomb acceptance speech. The highlight:
I think that it is a good time for those who voted for the ban against gay marriage to sit and reflect and anticipate their great shame, and the shame in their grandchildrens' eyes if they continue that way of support. We've got to have equal rights for everyone.
I like him a lot. If you haven't seen Milk then you should like see it or some shit because it's good and you will like it. Plus you will seem sensitive and girls (or guys) will find you even more attractive than you probably already are, because all of our readers are good-looking and smart and gay-friendly.
Click on this photo: Notice anything fishy--or smelling fishy--about this screenshot? Let me zoom in for you: Gotta give it to the folks over at scrabble.com. It takes some serious balls to make a sex toy your word of the day. It's always been my dream to play a word like "dildo" or "penis" or "vagina" in an actual game of Scrabble.
Wow. This video speaks for itself. Fucking incredible.
Like I said last week, Kanye is always evolving and pushing the boundaries. He's not just into making dope tracks, but he's into making art. This video is closer to modern art than hip-hop. This is like one of the greatest music videos I've ever seen. It's technically brilliant. On point. I'd say the only music vids that are better are "Smooth Criminal" and "Thriller," and those are long-form, so that means that this is the best short-form music video ever. Kanye is a G. I also very badly want the sweater than he's wearing, because it's cool and I think I could ironically rock it at a house party while sipping on some faux-sizzurp out of like 4 or 5 styrofoam cups. Props to Chester for turning me onto this. He's definitely one of the top-five readers that this blog has. Probably top-two if not top-one.
Kanye West "Welcome to Heartbreak" Music Video - Greatest Thing of All-Time (The Departed)
Jim Calhoun ripped this dude a new penis-hole after he tried to get all uppity about his salary:
I'm all for social activism and shit, especially because our economy is fucked and someone should be worried about how badly we're all fucked, but I don't think a post-game press conference with the UConn men's basketball coach is really the place to do it. Jimmy C made sure this dude knew it. What a dick. What newspaper do you think he works for? The Daily Dick? HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! No but seriously he's a douche and we have all resigned ourselves to the fact that athletic employees make way too much money but there's nothing we can do about it because we all keep buying tickets and watching ESPN so let's all just calm down and keep blaming republicans for our problems like we should be. I said dick 300 times in this post. I bet now our ads will be like, "Want a harder dick?" and "Dick Butkus Memorabilia." Whatever makes your meat loaf.
Jim Calhoun ripping douche reporter a new urethra - Sooo sick
This post goes out to my late dog Oscar Wilde Frank, who was tragically murdered by lethal injection on September 19, 2005. Luv ya bro. Pour one out for Oscar tonight while you're watching the Oscars. Here are my picks, 15 minutes before the ceremony, for what they're worth ($46.78).
Best Picture other than The Dark Knight Slumdog Millionaire Did you see it?
Best Actor Sean Penn He busted hard as fuck in Milk.
Best Supporting Actor Heath Ledger If you say that he's not going to win then you're an insensitive racist asshole.
Best Supporting Actress Penelope Cruz I may be in love with her. I give her a resounding fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh.
Best Blog Metacricket Go fuck yaself.
I hope all of these picks are right!!!! By the way, The Dark Knight was the best movie of the year by far: it was more entertaining/breath-taking/exhilarating/Slumdoggy than Slumdog Billionjillionaire, and more well-made than any of the other Best Picture nominees (except for maybe Milk, which was fucking unbelievable and was probably better than Slumdog but won't win). I mean if you're going to sit there and tell me that Benjamin Button--which was good, but the kind of movie that is made with the sole intention of getting like 25 Oscar nominations in mind--was better than The Dark Knight then you're just a liar or a pretentious jerk. You can't tell me that The Dark Knight wasn't one of the FIVE best movies of the year. Come on. It was an amazing movie: critics busted a nut all over it, everyone who saw it busted a nut all over themselves when they saw it, and it was a cultural event in the same category as Titanic, Lord of the Rings, and Gladiator--ALL OF WHICH WON BEST PICTURE. The Academy snubbed the shit out of The Dark Knight, and I'm still pissed.
Sorry I haven't been posting much lately. I've been busy snorkeling at the Great Barrier Reef. So contrary to what asshole Biff has to say, I actually have stuff to do here, and don't have time to write on this nerdy ass blogs. I mean who keeps a blog anyway?
Apparently this is what Chris Brown did to Rihanna. I pray to Tim Tebow that this is not a legitimate photo, but TMZ never lies. I am saddened that such a promising and well-marketed RnB superstar would do this to an equally untalented and well-marketed RnB artist. I don't care how well-marketed you are. You never hit a lady.
Chris Brown doing this shit - Worst Thing of All-Time
Our faithful servant Mike, who posts under the pseudonym "Filly," is somewhere over the Pacific or Atlantic or Orient right now. He left yesterday for "Australia." He didn't even say goodbye. Lucky for us, there's even less for Mike to do there than there is in the US, so he's still finna write mad posts, only they'll all be 17 hours ahead of the American news. We are gonna break every story ever!!!!
Mike being gone - Whatever Mike breaking every story ever - Sickest Thing Ever
On the heels of his disappointing and relatively lackluster mainstream debut, "I Love College," my boy Ash Roth is getting ready to drop his debut album--soonzies!!!! According to my several friends in the industry, Asher's shit is finna drop April 21. He's getting some pretty legit features, including Cee-Lo Green (the Soul Machine), who has the uncanny ability to make any song good. Just listen to this. Asher is also looking to have Ludacris and Jazze Pha guest on a track each. I'm worried that this album is gonna be too much "I Love College," and not enough of the dope shit that he dropped on "The Greenhouse Effect." Only time will tell; at least Cee-Lo and Luda will be able to salvage a couple of tracks if everything else sucks. Also, more good news on the rap front: Kid Cudi says that his album is finna be done in time to drop sometime this summer. Coupled with Jigga's BP3, Wale's debut, LUPE'S NEW JOINT!!!!!, and Kings Like Us consistently dropping flames, 2009 could prove to be a pretty dope year for hip-hop.
2009's Potential - Greatest Thing of All-Time (The Departed)
Penn State, which is making a late run at a tourney bid, copped a big win tonight at Illinois. But that's not really the story because no one gives a fuck about Big 10 regular season basketball. The story is that the final score of the game was 38-33. That's low as fuck. In fact, it's the lowest since December 2005, when Monmouth beat Princeton, 41-21. The only difference between the game tonight and that fateful night in 2005 is that you would expect Big 10 players to be able to throw the ball through the hoop more than like 10 times in an entire game. Everyone already knows that the Big 10 sucks a lot at football, and now it's showing its prowess on the hardwood too. A lot of the computers put the Big 10 in the top 3 of the conference rankings, but that's horseshit. The Big 10 is a horseshit conference full of horseshit teams. It currently has 3 teams in the top 25. The Big East has FOUR TEAMS IN THE TOP 10. 38-33? Please. Get that garbage out of here.
Big 10 Athletics - Really shitty (but still better than Ivy League athletics)
Big ups to the dudes over at 606 Productions. I said yesterday that we were all anxiously anticipating their debut single, and they did not disappoint. 3 and P, working under the group name "Kings Like Us," have crafted a fucking masterpiece (seriously, click right here, listen to "How We Roll," and try not to bust an enormous nut in your spandex). It all starts with 3's bomb production. The horn sample goes harder than than a 13-year-old's boner at the Playboy Mansion. It sounds like DJ Premier fucked T-Pain and Dre was videotaping. I was skeptical when I was informed by my inside source (second one down) that the vocals would be heavy on the auto-tune--especially after hearing the Brundog's first attempt at the vocoder. This song quelled all my fears. 3's technical mastery on the boards coupled with P's lyrical charisma proves to be a lethal combination that has begat orgasmic musical genius. This shit is fucking fire that has been lit on fire and had diesel poured all over it then lit on fire again. I've never heard a better use of the auto-tune. Seriously. I just came again. Kings Like Us is planning to drop another track tomorrow, so stay tuned. We'll also have the exclusive interview with them some time in the next 36 months.
I gotta say I give Kanye mad props for being at the forefront of the return of normal-sized clothing in the rap game. He talks about 50 Cent a little but really who gives a fuck about 50 at this point, other than Vitamin Water drinkers and amateur body-builders? Kanye drops a little knowledge; he's never been anything special as an MC, and these rhymes are no different. What I like about Ye is the personality that he brings to his lyrics; his shit is more authentic and passionate than any other MC out there--and most of the time it's pretty clever and fun to listen to. You can tell he spends a lot of time writing and he's genuinely proud of like 97% of the shit that he spits. I guess that's what being on your grind for like 8 years trying to get a deal will do for your swag. Personally, I really have no problem with his arrogance. The man has been an enormous influence on music over the past ten years, and he's always evolving and trying something new. Would any other rapper ever dare conceive 808's, let alone release it to the earth? Let's also not forget that it was actually legitimately a very good album. Kanye is one of the best producers ever--in my correct opinion--and if he says he has the greatest beats of all-time then I believe him. Although it would be very hard for him to top this.
Great news on the Celtics front. Sam Cassell has decided to return to his home planet (via Sacramento) and leave the Celtics alone. Sam was horrible last season except for that one game agianst Houston when he actually made a shot that was important. For the most part he just hogged the ball and dragged the team down by taking horrible shots early in the shot clock. This trade is fucking awesome because it takes his salary off the books and now the Celtics can acquire an actually good human basketball player. Great stuff.
I really don't think anyone cares about the Blueprint 3 anymore, except for Biff. Not that Jay ever had much of a buzz, Jockin Jay-Z flopped harder than Manu Ginobli. I think Jay's reign over the mainstream may be coming to an end. The young'ns have moved on to smaller and worse things (Lil Wayne). BP3 was supposed to come out in November or some shit, now it's February and there is still no sign of a release date, legit single, or video of any kind. With the lack of buzz Kanye West is trying his best to spark interest in the project. Recently Kanyeezy spoke highly of the album... and himself. "I just did one beat the other day in Hawaii -- probably one of the best hip-hop beats of all time, if I do say so myself. I just gotta do three more beats and we're done, 'cause he's got classics. He's got songs that are better than any of the things you've heard leaked."
"So just imagine the caliber of beats on the last two Common albums I did -- Jay-Z has those types of beats. Those caliber of beats. A beat like 'The People,' that's the highest caliber of beat."
Look Kanye, The People is a dope beat, no doubt, but "the highest caliber?" Let's not get ahead of ourselves here. I could name at least 10 Kanye beats better than that. If BP3 if full of beats as good The People I'll be happy, but its not gonna be "classic" or mind blowingly good. I expect BP3 to continue Jay's post retirement inconsistency. Kingdom Come was wack, AG was fire, BP3 will be ehhh, then he'll drop one more hot album before backing out the game as the 2nd best rapper alive. I bet you this streak will be snapped. The BP3 will debut at number one.... NOT!!
It was recently announced that Lupe Fiasco--arguably the greatest rapper alive other than myself--will be performing at UNH on May 2. I've seen Lupe live twice, and both times were fucking incredible and life-changing. I'd like to let our UNH contingent, 606 Productions, know that I'll be coming in May for the concert so we can all witness some real lyrical fire together. Consider this my formal announcement. Speaking of 606 Productions, I've heard rumblings that a new song is coming featuring the Brundog, who is known around the underground circuit for his lyrical dexterity and his affinity for auto-tune. I hope to hear this song extremely soon, jerk off to it, then hype the shit out of it on this blog. Someone from the 606 has got to hit me with a link or some shit. PS, A collabo between DJ Biff and The 606 is long overdue. We should make that shit happen soon.
Lupe coming to UNH - Greatest Thing of All-Time (The Departed) Room 606 Productions - *Rating Pending*
As volume 4 of heroes continues, I find myself smiling every monday night at 9 EST. I love shows where you think you've figured something out, but then something from way back in the first season is refurbished and you're like holy fuck (LOST, fringe, etc.). The show's creator, Tim Kring, worked with LOST's executive producer, Damon Lindelof, for three years on "Crossing Jordan" and Lindelof inspired Kring with many of the concepts.
For all of those non-viewers, here's the quick 411. The show is based on real life. There are these people out in the world that have special powers or abilities; I'm one of them. I have the ability to blog really well. Shitty power I know, but I'm saving the world one post at time. Anywho, these people "save the world" by doing all this shit and shit like that. It seems lameazoid, but it's awesome. Plus it stars Hayden Panettiere and Kristen Bell (season 3). Here's my Pitchfork description: The series emulates the aesthetic style and storytelling of American comic books, using short, multi-episode story arcs that build upon a larger, more encompassing arc. Unfortunately, Tim Kring has stated that the show does not have a definite ending yet and it is open-ended. This upsets me because all the greatest shows already know where they're headed and ones that are open-ended usually end up falling off into hiatus land.
The show also stars Ali Larter, a regular at Mabel's Lobster Claw Restaurant in Kennebunkport, Maine. Zachary Quinto, who portrays Gabriel Grey better known as Sylar, was such a villain in the first two seasons that I defecated feces in my pants and had horrible nightmares. He deserves a defecation award.
David Ortiz is a fucking god. Never has an athlete transcended sports so much to me. His impact on the Boston Red Sox during their two championship years and in between was immeasurable. A David Ortiz walk off homer is probably the most gratifying thing to watch in all of sports. During his prime years the act became almost routine.
Stroll To Plate In Game Winning Situation- Dig In- Spit Clap- Glare At Pitcher With Menace While Packing An Absolute Bomb In His Lip- Hit Absolute Bomb- Run Around Bases-Flip Helmet Off- Jump Into Teammates- We Go Home Happy
Sure, he may be past his prime and I'm not expecting .300, 40, and 140 this year, but he's already cemented himself as a Red Sox legend. This is why it would be such a crushing blow if it were revealed that he used steroids. And that's why it was reassuring to see his comments today.
"I would suggest everybody get tested, not random, everybody," he said. "You go team by team. You test everybody three, four times a year and that's about it."
And if a player tests positive for steroids?
"Ban 'em for the whole year," the slugger said.
This could mean two things: he's just trying to cover his ass because he has in fact used steroids in the past or he's one of the, possibly one of the few, players who stayed clean during the steroid era. I choose to believe the latter. If it is in fact the former, then he will eat his words harder than he eats low and inside fastballs. Would it shock me to find out that he did take em? Absolutely not, it wouldn't shock me to find out fucking David Eckstein took roids. But as of now we're just gonna continue to enjoy Ortiz as the legend he is.
David Ortiz- Greatest Thing Of All Time(The Departed)
I just watched last week's episode of The Office. I did not laugh until the very last frame, when they showed the sign that Dwight made ("IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY."). This show is absolutely dreadful. BJ Novak is an arrogant Harvard douche and the rest of the writing staff sucks as well. Last season it seemed like maybe there was hope, and this season started out kind of not horribly. But honestly, how much worse can it get from here? At this point it plays more like a soap opera than a comedy. If you want to see something funny then watch 30 Rock. Or you could stop wasting your time and jerk it to photos of Tom Brady. No Romo. Or homo.
The Office Seasons 4 & 5 - Really Really Really Really Shitty (Like almost Worst Thing of All-Time)
In 2002 and 2003 Jason Richardson was pulling dope ass dunks to win two straight throw a basketball through the rim contests. If Vince Carter was the pioneer of the through the legs dunk than J-Rich was the innovator. He took it to the next level with off the backboard and alley oop to himself through the legs. Obviously it was dope boy fresh as the reaction after this dunk will show you.
That was the height of his career, as he has never been a great player and is currently a member of the setting Suns as their window of opportunity disappears behind the horizon (that was poetic as fuck!). Well something must have ticked him off this weekend. Probably after watching the embarrassing dunk contest he felt so enraged by the fact that those shitty boring dunks could win, when he could pull some ish a gazillion times better than that. This inherent rage and anger had to be let out in some manner. Then he realized the Daytona 500 was on this weekend and decided to take part in his own road race...with his three year old son. "Phoenix Suns guard Jason Richardson was arrested in Scottsdale after police said he was driving 55 mph above the limit with his unrestrained 3-year-old son in the car."
Honestly dude? We all fucking speed. I've probably gone 30-40 over a few times in my hey day, and you going 55 over doesn't bother me at all. But why the hell did you have to have your son with you? Did he really need to come along for that roller-coaster ride? Even if you have a good excuse, like Barkley did when he said he was going around the corner to get a blowjob, that doesn't mean you couldn't have buckled up your damn son. Just because your slam dunk contest fame is over doesn't mean you should be subjecting your son to this. Slow it down dog.
Julius Peppers busts pretty hard; he had 14.5 sacks last season, and for his career he's averaged around 10 sacks per season. He's only 29 years old--which is generally an athlete's peak age--and probably has three to six top-notch seasons left in the tank. Matt Cassell busts pretty hard as well. He showed last season that he's Michael Vick and Tom Brady's love child--he's the only player to throw for 400 yards and rush for 60 in one game.
Peppers's contract is up, and he's informed the earth that he will request a trade if the Panthers place the franchise tag on him. The Patriots have already placed the tag on Cassell, whom they've been actively shopping since like Week 3. The Panthers need a QB because Jake Delhomme, Mike's boyfriend, sucks at playing quarterback and single-handedly turned the Cardinals into a Cinderella story this postseason. The Patriots need a versatile, young pass rusher off the edge, because their pass rush this season made me want to kill myself. Do you see where I'm going with this? Cassell for Peppers straight up. Do it Bill. Do it. Pop the trunk. Do it.
I haven't posted in a minute because I spent this past weekend gambling and (legally) boning whores in Las Vegas, America's armpit. But don't worry, I'm $100 richer and back with a blogging vengeance. Right now I'm jocking on the AMC Best Picture Showcase. It's this Saturday--the day before the Ox-cars--and you go to an AMC theatre for the whole day and watch all 5 best piccy nominees. I mean honestly, how fucking dope is this? Luckily I live in an actual city with more than 12 humans, so there's a theatre only 10 miles from where I live so I'm for sure going. You pay 30 dollars and you get to see the 4 best movies of the year--plus "The Reader" as a bonus--and you get a free large popcorn and unlimited refills all day. Considering I usually drop at least $30 every time I go to see one shitty movie, this really is the deal of the century (also since I won so many duckets in "The Vegas," it's pretty much gonna be free).
If you don't either smile at your computer or almost cry at this vid then you aren't human. Props to SuperKnowva for watching every animal clip on youtube and stumbling upon this.
Well I just typed an entire post about this year's NBA All-Star weekend and I pressed CONTROL+A to highlight the whole thing and accidentally deleted my entire post with no trace left behind.
In the midst of my daily Facebook perusing I happened to catch something strange. My friend Michael Johnson from school wrote on the wall for one of our Facebook groups. And here's what it said, "Michael Johnson wrote at 1:43am tomorrow." Any nonbelievers out there? Check it, bitch.
That's right, Mike has yet to write that. There was obviously a glitch in the matrix that caused a problem in the space time continuum, and enabled Facebook the ability to predict the future. I'm gonna go look at my photo's to see what I did 3 days from now.
After releasing two albums, Food and Liquor (Greatest Thing of All Time (The Departed)) and The Cool (Soooo Sick), Lupe Fiasco stated that he would release one more album before retirement. Much to the dismay of his fans Lupe said he was sick of the music industry, and announced on The Cool that his final album would be entitled LUPe.n.d. Members of his cult like following were seen jumping off buildings and leading mass suicides due to their new purposeless life. Lupe, being the humanitarian he is, gave in to his fans wishes... kind of. In November Fiasco announced that LUPe.n.d. would be a TRIPLE album. Everywhere, Nowhere, and Down There would be the respective titles for the three albums. Lupe fans rejoiced and danced in the streets for months. Personally I was a little disappointed. I actually think Lupe can be a little too ambitious at times, and I just wanted him to sit down and make one more focused 12-14 song album the likes of Be or Illmatic. Anyways moving on, Lupe wasn't done with the LUPe.n.d. news. A few weeks ago Lupe revealed that his final album has been suspended until further notice. Don't believe me, click here.
"Due to circumstances beyond my control...the album roll out has changed radically...LUPE.N.D. has been postponed indefinitely!!!
As a matter of fact consider it cancelled until further notice!!!"
*Hardcore Lupe Fans Shoot Themselves*
"OK..so what now???
Actually an album is still coming in June...Thats Right!!!...Drum Roll Please...
"THE GREAT AMERICAN RAP ALBUM"
Yeah thats the new title...
want the tracklist?
ok...
1. Song #1 2. Song #2 3. Song #3 4. Song #4 5. Song #5 6. Song #6 7. Song #7 8. Song #8 9. Song #9 10. Song #10 11. The Greatest Rap Song Ever Made"
So as it turns out, an album is still coming. That's all that really matters to me. LupE.N.D. may still be on its way as Lupe goes on to say: "See ya'll in June and again in December and again next June...
LupE.N.D. right after that...when the liberation comes!!!..."
Ok, let me get this straight. So The Great American Rap Album is coming out in June, then something else in December(possibly CRS!!! OMG!!!), then LUPe.n.d. next June. So in short Lupe is coming out with 75 more albums. Damn, I wish more of my favorite rappers would retire.
For all of you Cent Sports fans out there, I am here to make you a rich man. On February 15th the New Orleans Hornets will be playing the nonexistent Seattle Supersonics.
Feb 15 @ 8:20pm Basketball - NBA Lines LINES NOT DETERMINED Seattle SuperSonics - - New Orleans Hornets - -
Lines still undetermined but it's safe to say the Hornets will be a 5-10 point favorite in this game. Nonetheless bet the farm on em, because, like, the Sonics don't exist.
I was going to post this earlier, but I've been busy pushing crack and talking to hookers on the streets of Philly. This was in last week's Sports Illustrated, and I think it really just speaks for itself:
Which NBA player thinks he's a lot better than he really is?
This pretty much just confirms what Celtics fans have known for a while. Pharaoh Perk thinks he's a viable offensive option capable of Al Jefferson highs, when really he's just a Pharaoh space-eater. I appreciate what he does defensively and on the boards, but he should really never ever shoot unless it's an easy dunk (which he manages to screw up most of the time anyway). The man literally has no offensive moves in his repertoire; I don't understand how somebody can have so little self-awareness. Once the Big 3 retires and it's just Rondo and Perk leading the way, we're going to be royally fucked. PS, DeShawn was also a no-brainer on this list. Dude thinks he can stay with LeBron. Seriously? Just ask Jay-Z how that all turned out. PPS, Is anyone hoping that they ask "Which NBA player thinks he's a lot worse than he really is?" Rajon's gotta top that list. Dude pops off for 19-15-14 and somehow still looks like he's gonna shit his pants whenever the camera's on him. Also, check out this little nugget of love:
Factoring in the typical jumps as players get older (as well as better free-throw shooting), we might see the following peak season for Rondo some day: 16.1 ppg, 10.8 apg, 7.2 rpg, 2.5 steals, 55.4 percent FG. It's in play. We also should mention that he's a good defensive player and immensely fun to watch.
That would be fun. Hopefully it happens before all of those assists are wasted on the Pharaoh.
SI Poll - Whatever Rajon Rondo - Sickest Thing Ever
Paul Pierce scored 18 points in the 4th quarter of tonight's Celts-Mavs game. The Mavs scored 17 points as a team in the 4th quarter of tonight's Celts-Mavs game. Rajon Rondo added 56 points, 43 assists, and 29 rebounds.
That is championship basketball. The Celtics go into the break with the best record in the East, which is pretty much what we all expected; it just sucks because they aren't up big like last year, so Doc is gonna have to think about saving the Big 3 for the playoffs but also worry about actually getting home-court throughout (which, as we saw last year, might matter a little). The good news is that they've already played 55 games, which is a fuckload, and the second "half" of the season is going to be hella restful (relatively). If you think about how brutal their schedule has been thus far--12 back-to-backs--then 44-11 starts to look pretty impressive.
So this story about a girl named Brook Heike suing Central Michigan University and their Women's Basketball Coach surfaced yesterday. The story goes that Brook had her scholarship revoked by the coach Sue Guevera due to the fact that she was not a lesbian.
"In a lawsuit filed Friday in U.S. District Court in Bay City, Brooke Heike, 20, of Washington Township, alleges Guevara said multiple times that she was not her "type" of person because Heike was heterosexual. Guevara revoked her scholarship in March 2008." "I could not even go into her office without her commenting on my clothes, me having a boyfriend, wearing makeup, me being a girly-girl," Heike said in a November interview with Central Michigan Life."
Come on Brookie. You should know better than this. If you want to play sports as a female you better give up the dick, everyone knows that! It seems to me that you are suing for being on a team full of homosexuals. It's 2009, time to open up your mind, Brook and start accepting other lifestyle choices you ignorant bitch.
This Story - Sick Brooke's Closeminded, Ignorant, Bitchiness - Really Shitty
John Mayer is pretty much one of the coolest dudes alive: he's good at guitar, he dates beautiful women, he's funny as fuck, and he loves shoes (I currently excel in only 3 of those areas). He also has a great relationship with pretty much everyone in the industry, and he's versatile enough to make hip-hop songs and also totally wail with his blues trio. I recently found this interview on the cyber-net, and it only solidified his spot as one of the top 5 coolest dudes in music right now in my brain.
The show also stars Ali Larter, a regular at 
