RIP Little Richard, Andre Harrell & Betty Wright

So, let’s just skip the formalities and get straight to the point, son. On the real, when we’re talking about Little Richard, Betty Wright and Andre Harrell, we’re talking about pioneers, man. I mean, between the three of them, damn near every genre of music was touched, fam. All in all, this past weekend was SUPER trash, bruh. Needless to say, rest in peace to all of these legends.

Ok, for those who missed it, Richard, Wright and Harrell all passed away over the weekend. Now, in the cases of Richard and Wright, both singers unfortunately died from cancer. On the other hand, we’re still not sure about what claimed the life of Harrell. According to his ex-wife, Harrell had heart problems for years. So, logic would dictate that this may have been a catalyst for his demise. Regardless, all of this news is incredibly sad, son. Like, it’s hard to put into words how influential all of them were on music.

First, let’s talk about Little Richard. Look, it’s easy for people to think about “Tutti Frutti” and “Long Tall Sally” when discussing his legacy. However, his shadow looms LARGE over the game, man. Real talk, when we’re talking about Little Richard, we’re talking about one of the main building blocks of Rock and Roll. From the intensity of his songs to his stage presence to his outfits, COUNTLESS artists took inspiration from Richard. On top of that, he gave a lot of subsequent legends their starts. Shit, from James Brown to Ray Charles to Jimi Hendrix to The Beatles to The Rolling Stones, scores of artists owe a portion of their success to Little Richard. Sadly, I don’t think he really got all of his flowers while he was alive, fam.

Next, let’s talk about Betty Wright. Now, outside of having one of the strongest voices ever, she was also one of the most sampled artists ever. From Beyoncé‘s “Upgrade U” to Color Me Badd‘s “I Wanna Sex You Up,” a bunch of other artists tried to get some of her sauce, bruh. In addition, Wright was an individual who marched to the beat of her own drum, son. Hell, NO ONE could tell her what to do with her career, man. She was determined to be her authentic self and she succeeded, fam.

Last, but certainly not least, let’s talk about Andre Harrell. Now, based on the music that I grew up on, Harrell might’ve had the biggest influence on me. Listen, his label, Uptown Records, was the springboard for so much shit that impacted Black culture. From Diddy to The Notorious B.I.G. to Mary J. Blige to Jodeci to Guy to Heavy D to Al B. Sure!, Harrell had his foot on the neck of an entire era, bruh. On top of that, his artists worked with producers like Teddy Riley and Timbaland, which further led to the rise of entities like The Neptunes. Basically, Harrell is responsible for A LOT of Black music in the late 1980s and early 1990s. Frankly, his tentacles were on EVERYTHING, son.

In the end, RIP to the legends, man. Ultimately, all of this shit is garbage, fam. By and by, 2020 is the meanest motherfucker I’ve ever seen. At the end of the day, I can’t take anymore bad news, bruh. For God‘s sake, can this year chill already? Please and thanks. LC out.

B.o.B Is The Dumbest Man Alive

All jokes aside, how many dumb ideas can one dude have, son? Look, in my eyes, everyone has to pick a thing, man. Like, we all should only be allowed to have one ridiculous belief, fam. For me, I believe The Rolling Stones are better than The Beatles, bruh. Yes, I know some people may think I’m insane, but no one can convince me otherwise. With that being said, rapper B.o.B is DETERMINED to have the most preposterous ideas, folks. First, he claimed that the Earth was flat. Shit, he even got into a beef with Neil deGrasse Tyson about it. Now, he’s claiming that slavery never existed in America. All in all, this clown can’t be fucking serious, people.

Ok, as I stated in the previous paragraph, Bobby Ray is alleging that slavery didn’t happen in America. So, he posted some bullshit on his Instagram page and proudly proclaimed that there was no slavery in his DNA. Furthermore, he wondered why we could find dinosaur bones but couldn’t find any slave ships. Now, outside of the fact that he’s insane, his fuckery bothers me for another reason, son. Look, if this clowncake did even the SMALLEST amount of research, he’d know that everything he’s stated has already been debunked. With that being said, let’s start with slave ships, man.

Now, in Washington, D.C., there’s a little Smithsonian museum called the National Museum of African American History and Culture. Essentially, this museum chronicles the entire history of Black people in the United States. Please note, I’ve written about this exact place on my blog before. Meaning, the virtues of this building have already been added to the zeitgeist. In any case, this museum has tons of valuable items on display, such as artifacts from slave ships that B.o.B claims don’t exist. As it stands, anybody can go to D.C. right now and see remnants of the São José Paquete Africa, a slave ship from Portugal.

Moving on, what confuses me even more is the fact that B.o.B is from the South. I mean, he can go to a bunch of different states and see a preserved plantation right this moment, fam. At the end of the day, there are millions of conspiracies, bruh. However; the existence of slavery isn’t one of them, folks. It just is what it is, people.

In the end, I don’t want to hear any more tomfoolery from B.o.B, son. At this point, I only need him to do one thing, man: give me Sevyn Streeter’s number, fam. I mean, that woman is fine as fuckity-fuck, bruh! In any case, Bobby needs to leave the happy dust alone and go back to making music that people actually care about. Keeping it a buck, he hasn’t really done that in a number of years, folks. LC out.