‘The Photograph’: The Debate Over Michael & Mae

Disclaimer: I’m back with all of the spoilers, brethren. Proceed with caution.

So, over the weekend, my wife and I went to go see Stella Meghie’s The Photograph. In any case, despite the fact that the film doesn’t stray too far away from common romantic drama themes, I still enjoyed myself, son. Moving on, after we saw the movie, my wife came across a brief review by Demetria L. Lucas. All I can say is, I disagree with her assessment of the main characters’ relationship.

Ok, before I continue, let me give a quick synopsis of the plot. So, the film revolves around Michael Block and Mae Morton. Anyway, Michael is a writer for an online magazine and Mae is a curator at a museum. Now, they end up crossing paths because Michael is writing a piece on Christina Eames, a famous photographer who also happens to be Mae’s mother. The truth is, I could delve into the entire storyline, but I’m trying to get to the source of the conflict between Michael and Mae.

Now, in the midst of getting to know each other, Michael finds out that he secured a writing job with the Associated Press in London, England. From there, Michael expresses to Mae that he still wants to pursue a relationship with her, despite her New York living situation. Hurt by the news, Mae rejects Michael’s wish to continue and chooses to just enjoy their final moments together.

With all of that being said, let’s get back to Lucas’ point. Now, in her Instagram post, she expressed disappointment with the fact that Mae goes to see Michael in London (for a Kendrick Lamar concert). In her eyes, Michael should be the one to make a move for Mae. But, the last time I checked, Mae says that she doesn’t want to pursue anything further with Michael. Frankly, when Michael gets on the plane to London, he’s under the assumption that Mae doesn’t want him. So, why would he continue to chase her down?

Look, I’m old enough to have had a few laps around the block, man. On the real, I’ve heard multiple women complain about men who “didn’t get the hint.” Also, I’ve heard women lament about guys who “wouldn’t leave [them] alone” or kept “badgering [them].” The fact is, Michael is simply respecting Mae’s wishes. Now, if Mae has a change of heart, which she ultimately does, then it is on her to communicate this. Fam, we’re all adults here. If Mae wants Michael, then she should tell him that, which is what brings her to England. All in all, I believe this situation happens exactly the way that it should, bruh.

Anyway, while I’m here, I want to address some of the caping that I saw for Christina in Lucas’ comments. Son, a few of these ladies need to stop justifying her behavior. Shit, I saw one comment where a woman said that people keep talking about Christina’s “perceived failures” instead of her accolades. Perceived? Fam, Christina gets on a Greyhound bus, without telling her partner Issac Jefferson, while pregnant with his child and doesn’t tell him (or Mae) that Mae is his for the next 30 years. Furthermore, Christina doesn’t tell her daughter that she’s sick and ends up writing all of her feelings in a letter. Keep in mind, Christina never shares any of these observations with Mae during her life.

All I know is, Christina’s accomplishments don’t negate the fact that she treats people terribly. Look, she has every right to not want to live a “mediocre” life with Issac in Louisiana. Hell, she would’ve ended up resenting him if she stayed. However, she’s still in a union with Issac. As a grown-up, she’s obligated to tell him that she’s planning to leave. She’s obligated to tell him that he has a child. Son, she essentially left Mae with the responsibility of repairing the relationship with Issac. Keeping it a buck, those aren’t “perceived failures.” Those are glaring character flaws, man.

In the end, I’m not here to bash anyone, fam. Ultimately, I just always find it interesting how factions of people can look at the same situation in drastically different ways. By and by, I thought the movie was good, bruh. At the end of the day, I think I can add it to my “rewatch-ables” list. So, great job, Meghie. Great job. That is all. LC out.

Don’t Let Musicians Raise You

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, as a musician myself, this entire post may be hypocritical as fuck, man. In addition, I can think of numerous examples that go against what I’m about to say. Regardless, Juice WRLD‘s death highlighted something that I’ve felt for a long time, fam. All in all, we need to stop letting musicians raise us, bruh. Meaning, we have to quit letting the words/actions of our favorite artists influence the way we live, brethren.

Ok, before I continue, let me make something clear, son. Now, despite what the above picture may suggest, I do not exactly blame Future for Juice WRLD’s death. Yes, Future may have influenced Juice to try drugs that he had no business doing, but Juice was still his own man. The fact is, Juice was on the hook for his personal decisions, man. With all of that being said, artists still need to take some responsibility for the messages they’re putting out there, fam.

Keeping it a buck, I had a crisis of conscience while listening to Future’s DS2 yesterday. On one hand, I fucking LOVE that album, bruh. I mean, on more than one occasion, I’ve joked about being the Treasurer of the FutureHive, son. Seriously, just type “FutureHive” in the search bar, man. All jokes aside, like five posts will pop up, fam. Anyway, while I thoroughly enjoy homie’s music, the songs don’t influence me to do anything, bruh. Like, I have NO intention of trying any of the substances that Future croons about, folks. The problem is, impressionable kids like Juice WRLD did and still do, people.

Now, after my initial thought, I remembered a lot of the music that I grew up on. The truth is, I started smoking weed because of Rap songs. I wanted to “fuck bitches” because of Rap songs. Then, I wanted to “make love all night” instead because of R&B songs. Frankly, before I truly learned who I was, I based a lot of my personality on what my favorite musicians said/did, son. All I can say is, that’s a very dangerous way to live, man. For every J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar or Common, there are countless artists who are inspiring kids to do the wrong shit, fam. The way I see it, the visible adults in these kids’ lives need to do more to shape these malleable souls.

In the end, I’ve officially become my mother, bruh. Ultimately, I used to HATE it when she criticized the music that I loved. But, I absolutely get it now, son. By and by, it’s easy for me to say that the adults need to do more. It’s easy for me to say that the previous generation needs to advise the youth better. Shit, when I was a teenager, I wasn’t trying to listen to SHIT that my mother told me, man. However, her messages actually seeped in, fam. At the end of the day, I might not have understood it at the moment, but her wisdom didn’t go unnoticed, bruh. All I can say is, I hope these young cats have at least ONE person who can give them some knowledge. Otherwise, some of these artists may be leading them down a path of total destruction, brethren. That is all. LC out.

I F*cks With This Beyoncé ‘The Lion King’ Album

So, before anybody says anything, I’m fully aware of the fact that I criticized the press rollout for the new The Lion King. Keeping it a buck, I stand by everything I’ve said, son. Shit, Disney did the absolute most to prop Beyoncé up as the star of the show, man. Anyway, I’m still going to give the movie a shot, fam. All I know is, my wrath will be in full effect if Jon Favreau and company ruined a classic, bruh. With all of that being said, I decided to give Beyoncé’s The Lion King: The Gift album a spin. After two listens, I really fucks with it, brethren.

Now, given the African influence of The Lion King, it was easy to surmise that Afrobeats would have a prominent role in the music. To that point, Beyoncé got a lot of dope Nigerian and Ghanaian artists to grace the songs. Whether we’re talking about Burna BoyTiwa SavageWizkid or Shatta Wale, a lot of credible African artists got their just due, son. Look, as a Carib kid who was raised on Calypso and Soca, I feel at home with Afrobeats, man. I mean, there’s a distinct commonality throughout all of the music of the diaspora, fam. So, I’m just happy to see all of this come to fruition, bruh.

Moving on, a bunch of other dope artists got a chance to flex on some of the records, son. Like, Jay-Z‘s on a track with Childish GambinoKendrick Lamar is dueting with Beyoncé, Saint Jhn is getting some much needed recognition and Tierra Whack is destroying everything in sight. All in all, I can’t really say there were any songs I straight up disliked, man. Frankly, this is a well put together soundtrack, fam. So, major props to Beyoncé, bruh.

In the end, I’ll do my best to separate the music from the movie, son. Ultimately, I just hope the film wasn’t diluted, man. By and by, I’m seeing the picture on Saturday, so I’ll judge for myself, fam. If push comes to shove, at least I have the album, bruh. *Sigh* Don’t let me down, Disney! Don’t let me down. That is all. LC out.

P.S. My favorite songs on the album right now are “Find Your Way Back,” “Don’t Jealous Me” and “Water.” So, get to jamming, folks! Good day.

Drake Is Right About The Grammys

So, I won’t lie, son. As an aspiring musician, I would love to win a Grammy one day. On the real, I’m not going to pretend like I wouldn’t want that gold trophy on my mantle, man. However, I’m not one of those artists who believes that my art would be defined by a metal gramophone. With that being said, I 1000% agree with Drake’s acceptance speech. Real talk, as long as artists have dedicated fans, they’ve already won, fam.

Ok, for those who missed it, Drake actually showed up to the Grammy Awards last night. Anyway, his song “God’s Plan” ended up winning the award for Best Rap Song. Now, when Drake went up onstage to get his trophy, he kept it super funky with everyone watching. Essentially, he told all of the artists that awards like this don’t define them. According to Aubrey, as long as musicians have fans willing to support their songs, they don’t need validation from antiquated institutions. All I know is, he’s absolutely right, bruh.

Listen, the Grammys have notoriously gotten shit wrong when it comes to Hip-Hop and R&B, son. I mean, Herbie Hancock is a damn legend, but there’s no way his album was better than Kanye West’s Graduation, man. There’s no way that Taylor Swift’s 1989 was better than Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly. Shit, even Adele knew that 25 wasn’t better than Beyoncé’s Lemonade, fam. She basically said as much during her acceptance speech, bruh. The point is, artists, especially Black artists, need to realize that these awards don’t make or break them. All in all, they’re winners regardless, brethren.

In the end, the Grammys ain’t low for cutting Drake’s speech short, son. Yeah, the committee tried to say they thought he was finished, but we don’t believe that, man. Ultimately, Drake used his platform to say some real shit and the powers that be didn’t like it, fam. By and by, he’s still the biggest artist in the world and there’s nothing they can do about it, bruh. At the end of the day, folks ain’t gonna stop bumping Drake because the Grammys are mad at him, people. It is what it is. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I’m going to try my best to leave Jennifer Lopez alone, son. All I can say is, I don’t know what Motown she ever watched, man. The fact is, I wasn’t here for her “Jenny From The Block” remix of Berry Gordy’s brainchild, fam. And I’m a Bronx dude saying that, bruh. *Sigh* Good day.

This J.I.D Album Is Crazy!

So, I’m going to keep this post super brief, son. Long story short, this new J.I.D album is crazy, man! I mean, this dude is RAPPING rapping, fam. Like, the amount of words he’s able to fit on this DiCaprio 2 album is fucking nuts, bruh! Side note, I’ve seen this project listed as an album and a mixtape. Which one is it, brethren? Then again, in this current era, who the fuck knows, folks? In any case, J.I.D has successfully transformed himself from a high-potential prospect to a full-on monster, people. All in all, everybody needs to get down with the getdown.

Now, like I’ve said earlier, I won’t waste anymore of people’s time, son. Shit, I’ve said my piece, man. The rhymes are fire, the beats are hard and the hooks are serviceable. What more do folks need to know, fam? Exactly. So, I’m just going to highlight some of the songs I fuck with below. At the end of the day, J. Cole did the right thing by signing J.I.D, bruh. Hell, Kendrick Lamar comparisons aside, this dude has a bright future ahead of him, people. Hasta luego (pun intended)! LC out.

Hip-Hop Is In A Good Place

So, I know the title alone will have some people in their feelings, son. I mean, I can already hear some of the comments, man: “fuck Mumble Rap” or “these new artists can’t rhyme” or “Hip-Hop isn’t what it used to be.” Look, I’m going to be real, fam. I don’t have time to focus on shit I don’t like, bruh. Real talk, I give everybody a chance, folks. Now, if I don’t like an artist’s music, then I just don’t come back to that shit, people. With that being said, I’d rather take a moment to give credit to the artists who are doing great things. All in all, Hip-Hop is actually in a good place at the moment.

Ok, to begin, let’s talk about Kendrick Lamar, son. Now, for those who missed it, this motherfucker just won a damn Pulitzer Prize, man! Listen, his DAMN. album took home the prize for music. To be clear, Pulitzer started giving out awards for music in 1943. Lamar is the FIRST rapper to ever win that award. On the real, that’s fucking insane, fam! Look, I’m not one of those people who believes that Black culture needs validation from White America in order to be treasured. But, it’s still dope when they recognize the influence we have on the world. Good shit, Lamar!

Now, let’s talk about Drake, bruh. Keeping it a buck, during my wedding week in Nevis, my boy Fabian and I had a candid conversation about Drake. Essentially, we talked about the fact that NO rapper has ever dominated mainstream music the way that Drake has. Look, I’m well aware of the success of artists like Eminem, Jay-Z and Kanye West. However; if we’re being honest here, Drake has been at the top of the charts for damn near a decade now. Son, So Far Gone came out in 2009, man. It’s 2018 now and this dude is replacing his own number-one Billboard Hot 100 song with another hit. Listen, “Nice For What” just replaced “God’s Plan” at the summit and his winning streak continues. All I know is, this type of success should be celebrated, fam.

Next, I want to talk about Cardi B, bruh. Now, I’m 100% a homer when it comes to Cardi, son. Look, I’m a Bronx dude to the core so I have to champion one of my own, man. In any case, we’ve all watched her make a steady transition from stripper to social media star to reality television star to Rap star. On top of that, her Invasion of Privacy album is actually dope, fam. All I can say is, I have no idea how someone could hate on her story, bruh. By and by, she elevated her situation while remaining true to herself. That type of shit is admirable, folks.

Lastly, I want to talk about Nicki Minaj. Now, I’m well aware of the fact that I gave her a hard time the other day. Honestly, that’s because I believe she’s above the petty shit she’s doing right now. Anyway, her new songs are tough, son! Look, I still favor “Chun-Li” over “Barbie Tingz,” but both songs knock, man! Despite all of the nonsense, she’s back to rapping and I’m happy about that, fam. In my eyes, it’s always better when the biggest artists in the game embrace lyrics. It helps to create an atmosphere where other artists will try to live up to that bar, pun intended.

In the end, instead of wasting energy on wack shit, let’s pay attention to the dope shit, bruh. Ultimately, I have nothing else to say, son. By and by, there’s a lot of good music out there right now, man. Let’s just focus on that, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. J. Cole is dropping a new album on Friday, bruh. This is yet another example of Hip-Hop being in a good place, son. Anyway, we’ll see what his K.O.D. album is hitting for when it drops. Good day.

Wendy’s Got The Sauce

Now, before I get started, I want to give a shout-out to my boy Vince Booker. He’s the one who put me on to the swagness that is the Wendy’s We Beefin? mixtape. Side note, he also hosts a podcast called The Book of Huey and I did an episode last month. In any case, I’m not sure who runs the marketing department at Wendy’s, but that person deserves TWO raises, son! I mean, this mixtape is legitimately hard, man! From the beats to the rhymes, Wendy’s is going harder at McDonald’s and Burger King than rappers be going at each other, fam.

Ok, so, when it comes to grading the mixtape, let’s start with the beats, bruh. Now, I have no idea who made these tracks, son. However; they BANG, man! Look, who doesn’t love a good 808, fam? Shit, I know I do. Real talk, they just make everything sound awesome, folks. With that being said, the instrumentals served as the perfect backdrop for Wendy’s to get these bars off. All I can say is, McDonald’s and Burger King weren’t the only restaurants to catch this heat, people. From what I can tell, I also hear references to Wingstop and Hardee’s.

All in all, McDonald’s got the brunt of the fire, son. On the real, Wendy’s saved their best bars for Ronald McDonald, man. Hell, when I heard that “you number one? That’s a joke. Why yo’ ice cream machine always broke?” line, I legit laughed out loud, fam. When I heard that “but you hide from funk, that’s prolly why you go paint your face” bar, I scrunched my face, bruh. Listen, Wendy’s out here dissing competitors the way I wish some of these rappers would. Look, Drake and Kendrick Lamar have been dancing around each other for years, people. Frankly, they need to follow Wendy’s and just get to the shits, folks.

In the end, big ups to Wendy’s for the fire tweets and the fire mixtape, son. Ultimately, they’re the pettiest of the petty, man. By and by, everyone can listen to all of the songs on their mixtape below. At the end of the day, I’m actually upset that I didn’t make the “4 for 4$” beat, fam. That is all. LC out.