I Don’t Know What I’m Hearing On This Childish Gambino Album

So, I won’t lie, son. On the real, the title of this post is a bit misleading, man. I mean, on face value, it may seem as if I’m questioning Childish Gambino‘s direction on his 3.15.20 album. However, this entire article is about to be on some Stan shit, fam. All I know is, I have no fucking idea what I’m hearing on Donald Glover‘s new project. But, I can safely say that I love the shit out of it, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Gambino just released his fourth album. Now, the manner in which this project was released has been true to form for Glover: weird. First, last Sunday (3/15/20 *hint hint*), Gambino uploaded the album to donaldgloverpresents.com. Anyway, for about 12 hours, the project was on a continuous loop on the website. After that period of time, the music was taken down and we were all left to wonder what the fuck just happened. Fast forward to last night, Gambino released the album, now titled 3.15.20, on all streaming platforms. Needless to say, I was fucking HYPED, son!

Now, in regards to the music, there’s nothing straightforward about this project, man. Like, the tracks can’t be confined to one genre and a number of them have multiple sections. All in all, there’s a high-level of musicianship running through this album, fam. From the guitars to the synths to the vocal harmonies, the songs have a lot of elements that are in my bag, bruh. On top of that, “Feels Like Summer,” which is now called “42.26,” is still my shit, son. The point is, I’m fucking happy to have my new coronavirus soundtrack, brethren.

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, son. Ultimately, everyone needs to go listen to the album, man. By and by, it might be a challenging listen for some people. But, as someone who worships Prince, I’m all about challenging listens, fam. Side note, I’m not comparing Gambino to Prince, but I applaud any artist who (successfully) takes risks. At the end of the day, I’ve never been disappointed by a Childish Gambino project (not even Camp). Today is not the day to start, folks. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Shout-out to DJ Dahi and Ludwig Göransson. All I can say is, they did their fucking thing on the production, son. Good day.

P.P.S. Here are some of my favorite tunes from the album. Ok, I’m really done now.

A Podcast That I Did With Randi B.

So, I’m going to try and keep this post short today, son. Now, I know that I say that a lot, but I mean it, man. Well, I guess. In any case, I just want to let everybody in on that new new, fam. With that being said, my brethren Randi B. has started a new podcast. In addition, she was gracious enough to let me get in on the first episode, bruh. All in all, what else do folks need to know?

Ok, as a quick background, Randi’s podcast, Conversations with Randi B., is available on Anchor and Spotify. Now, on this first episode, Randi and I recapped the 2010s. We talked about everything from Barack Obama/Donald Trump to social media to #MeToo to Black Lives Matter to Prince/Michael Jackson/Whitney Houston. Needless to say, we covered a lot of ground in 30 minutes, son.

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, man. Ultimately, I want everyone to go out there and support the movement, fam. By and by, folks can find links to the podcast below. Give it a listen, give us some feedback and let’s get the proceedings proceeding, brethren. That is all. LC out.

What’s Wrong With Nicki Minaj?

So, let me keep it a buck, son. Originally, I had no interest in speaking about any of Nicki Minaj‘s shenanigans. Frankly, I don’t care about her issues with DJ Self, Dream Doll, Mariah Lynn or Jessica Dime. I don’t care about her petty feud with Cardi B or her longstanding beef with Safaree. On the real, I’ve always believed that Minaj is way too successful to do half of the petty shit she does. However, her rant about “beating” Travis Scott in album sales is purely nonsensical, man. All in all, what type of shit is she on, fam?

Ok, for those who missed it, Minaj went deep into her “Twitter fingers” bag (word to Meek Mill). Now, her latest round of tomfoolery came as a result of her recent album sales. So, as some of us may know, Minaj dropped her Queen album last week. Anyway, the Billboard 200 numbers just came out and, needless to say, Ms. Minaj is not thrilled, bruh. Based on the calculations, her new album debuted at number-two, behind Scott’s ASTROWORLD.

Now, for most logical people, that would be the end of the story. But, nah, not for Minaj, son. Shit, instead of just celebrating a successful album, she took to Twitter to air her “grievances.” First, she criticized Scott for using tour bundles to boost his sales. Apparently, he’s including his album in the merchandise he’s selling. Side note, this ain’t even new, man. I mean, Prince, the Gawd himself, did the same thing with his Musicology album. Anyway, Minaj also poked at Scott for using Kylie Jenner and Stormi Webster to increase his hype. Hell, I guess it’s Scott’s fault that he procreated with a Jenner.

Look, this has to be a first, fam. Listen, I’ve never seen an artist explain why they have a number-two album. For God‘s sake, who the fuck cares, bruh? Like, why can’t Minaj just be happy? The last time I checked, Scott was minding his merry business, son. Real talk, I don’t see why Minaj felt it was necessary to diminish his accomplishments in order to lift herself up. Honestly, that’s counter to the “empowerment” she’s always preaching about. True empowerment isn’t built on the back of anyone else. Period.

In the end, Nicki Minaj’s constant need for validation is wack, man. Ultimately, someone at her level shouldn’t always have to prove themselves. By and by, her success should be enough for her. However, she always ends up trying to tell us that she’s great. All I can say is, it’s fucking unnecessary, fam. At the end of the day, Minaj needs to just take her numbers and go, bruh. That is all. LC out.

The Return Of Kanye West

So, I won’t lie, son. I’m a bit of a hypocrite when it comes to Kanye West. I mean, on one hand, I hate everything he does outside of music. Hence my “I’m Done With Kanye West” post. However, that dude can do no wrong when it comes to these compositions, man. Keeping it a buck, outside of Prince and Michael Jackson, Kanye is my favorite musician ever. Yes, I said EVER, folks! With that being said, I’m fucking HYPED that he’s dropping new records, fam! All in all, June can’t come soon enough, bruh!

Ok, for those who missed it, Kanye has returned to Twitter with a vengeance, son. Look, over the last week or so, he’s been pontificating about the meaning of life and waxing poetically about the design of his clothes. More importantly, he’s been updating us about his musical progress. In any case, he just dropped a lot of bombshells on us about the upcoming schedule for G.O.O.D. Music. All I know is, my brain can’t handle the prospect of the awesomeness on the horizon, man.

So, where do we begin, fam? Ok, basically, from May 25 to June 22, Kanye is dropping a Pusha T album, a solo album, a joint album with KiD CuDi and a Teyana Taylor album. Furthermore, according to both Pusha and Taylor, he’s apparently producing everything. Side note, my guess is he’s really just executive producing their projects. But, if 2 Chainz is right and Kanye is back to making beats himself, I can’t wait to hear the final product, bruh! Anyway, THIS is what I want from Kanye West, son! Not that Kardashian bullshit he’s normally on these days, man.

In the end, nothing else needs to be said, fam. Hell, Kanye is back! What else do we need to know, bruh? Nothing, that’s what. Now, I’m done rambling for the day, son. Let me get out of here and see what this J. Cole album is hitting for, man. Good day. LC out.

My Yearly Prince Post

So, let me get straight to the point, son. Look, everyone who knows me knows that I’m a MASSIVE Prince fan, man. Sadly, it’s already been two years since he passed away. Despite this, his music is eternal and as long as people like me are around, the fandom will continue, fam. In any case, instead of mourning his death, I want to keep on celebrating his music, bruh. With that being said, I’d like to highlight some of my favorite, and more recent, Prince records.

Ok, I won’t lie, son. I’m about to be on some real snob shit, man. Keeping it a buck, I’d rather give light to some of his lesser known jams than the songs that people are most familiar with. So, below is a quick list of some of my favorite new age bangers:

In the end, that’s all I’ve got for today, fam. Ultimately, all I can say is, viva la Prince Rogers Nelson, bruh! By and by, I don’t give a fuck what anyone says, son. That dude is the fucking G.O.A.T., man, end of discussion! Anyway, folks out there need to get some of this fuego, people. That is all. LC out.

Janelle Monáe’s Got Bars!

Yeeeeeeah, buddy! Janelle Monáe is back, son! She took time out from filming dope ass movies like Moonlight and Hidden Figures to bless us with that fuego, man. With that being said, I want to take this time to briefly talk about the two new joints she put out, fam. All in all, “Django Jane” and “Make Me Feel” showcase different aspects of Monáe’s artistry. Either way, LC has been JAMMIN’, bruh!

Ok, before I get to the Prince influences and Tessa Thompson goodness of the “Make Me Feel” video, let me talk about “Django Jane.” Now, all I know is, Monáe got bars, son! I mean, I knew she could rap from her “Tightrope (Wondamix)” track with Lupe Fiasco and B.o.B. However; she legit has punchlines on this new track, man! Look, as a rapper myself, I always appreciate good wordplay, fam. So, when I hear lines like “I cut ’em off like Van Gogh, now, pan right for the angle,” I get hyped, bruh! In addition, when I hear bars like “I got away with murder, no Scandal, cue the violins and the Viola‘s,” I can’t help but tip my cap, folks. At the end of the day, Monáe can rhyme for real, people!

Moving on, let’s speak about this “Make Me Feel” video. Now, I must say, I have a MASSIVE crush on Janelle Monáe. So, the rumors of her dating Tessa Thompson only suck because that eliminates my chances, son. Listen, I’m pretty sure my wife would say our marriage eliminates my chances, but she understands how hot Monáe is, man. Anyway, Thompson is prominently featured in the video and their chemistry has everybody talking. On top of that, the music is phenomenal, fam! Listen, when most artists attempt a Prince sound, they fuck it up. But, Monáe is able to take the Purple One’s template and make it her own. On the real, I’d bet money that he’s grooving to those guitar licks in Heaven, bruh.

In the end, what else can I say, son? Ultimately, Monáe is two-for-two with these new releases, man. By and by, I can’t wait for her Dirty Computer album, fam. Keeping it a buck, she’s one of the few artists that I truly believe is incapable of making wack shit. So, on that note, let’s jam to that new Dylan hot fire, bruh. That is all. LC out.

Quincy Jones Doesn’t Give A F*ck

Listen, old people don’t give a flying fuckity-fuck, son. I swear, once people make it past “retirement age,” they do and say whatever the hell they want, man. All I know is, Quincy Jones DEFINITELY fits into that category, fam. Real talk, the legendary producer recently did interviews with GQ AND with Vulture. Needless to say, he let ALL of the hot takes go, bruh! All in all, I can see people having issues with some of his statements. However; his sit-downs with these well-known publications were HIGHLY entertaining, folks!

Ok, let’s just skip the formalities, son. On the real, I simply want to get straight to the fuckery, man. Now, in regards to the tomfoolery, I want to do something a little different, fam. Keeping it a buck, I want to go through some of Jones’s most ear-catching stories in bullet format. With that being said, here’s some of the shit that made me go “oh shit”:

1. Jones claims to have 22 girlfriends all around the world. In addition, despite being 84 years old, his women apparently range between 28 and 42. Now, even funnier, those ages are part of an agreement between him and his daughters. Look, this is a wild motherfucker, son!

2. When he was down with Lionel Hampton‘s band, they allegedly used to buy dope from Detroit Red. Now, this is notable because the man formerly known as Detroit Red eventually became Malcolm X. Sheesh, that’s some wild shit, man!

3. Jones claims that Ray Charles convinced him to try heroin for a few months. In addition, Charles’s addiction was apparently so bad, he used to have a guy shoot dope directly into his nuts. Look, if that story ain’t true, then Jones has the CRAZIEST imagination, fam!

4. Apparently, after the infamous James Brown concert where Prince embarrassed himself in front of Michael Jackson, Prince tried to run over MJ with his limousine. Bruh, that’s fucking HILARIOUS! I swear, Prince was always the king of petty. This is part of the reason why I’m still a huge fan of his.

5. Jones asserts that MJ’s monkey, Bubbles, hit his daughter Rashida. Now, hurting a child is never funny, but come on, son! Only MJ would get into some shit where his pet monkey hit a kid. Good Lord, Mike was a cotdamn legend but a weird ass dude, man!

6. Jones maintains that Taylor Swift is a bad songwriter, that Elvis Presley couldn’t sing and that The Beatles were terrible musicians. Listen, I can see A LOT of people being upset by these claims, but what the fuck can they say to Quincy Jones, fam? I mean, he’s a legend among legends, bruh. Just deal with it.

7. Jones said that Marilyn Monroe‘s breasts looked like pears. On the real, I don’t know why that’s so funny, but I laughed REALLY hard when I read that, son.

8. About twelve years ago, Jones allegedly dated Ivanka Trump. Now, in his own words, she had great legs, so OF COURSE he had to do it, man! Real talk, this man has been a dog, by his own admission, for DECADES!

9. Last but not least, Jones claims that Marlon Brando smashed James Baldwin, Richard Pryor and Marvin Gaye. Now, I’m not surprised by Baldwin. Hell, I’m not even surprised by Pryor. Look, Pryor has made jokes about his sexuality and his widow even confirmed the story. However; Gaye through me for a loop, fam. All in all, this tale doesn’t make one bit of difference to me. But, it’s bugged out how casually Jones said it, bruh. Shit, it’s almost as if he looked at the interviewer crazy for not knowing this information. At the end of the day, Jones has seen EVERYTHING, people!

In the end, long live Quincy Jones, son! Ultimately, that’s a wild ass dude, man! All I can say is, I can read/listen/watch his interviews all day, fam. By and by, shout-out to GQ and Vulture for getting him to let off these shots. That is all. LC out.