BET released this quite recently. Two great songs, “Way Too Cold” formerly named “Theraflu” being mi favorito, and Khaled’s “I Wish You Would,” but a video that left me wanting. Maybe that’s because I’m living vicariously through Salvador Dalí while reading his autobiography, and you just can’t get weirder than that no matter how hard you try. Kimmy also managed to slither her way into three shots, which completely cheapened it even though I’m a Kimye supporter until the tempestuous end, which is ever so near and prescient.
During my gentlewomen’s intermission, Brenton Duvall released a cornucopia of nourishing beats on his soundcloud (www.soundcloud/brentonduvall.com). I say cornucopia because he is timely strategic about when he drops new music and how much: Usually one or two at a time, always leaving us craving more, which evinces a symptom of both torture and reward for his viewers. It keeps us on our toes like a god damn ballerina. He elicits patience in all his fans, but I love him for it.
There are seven new tracks since the last time we met. “Crew Love” and “Doing it Wrong” we have seen before, but are new, improved versions of themselves. “Better Times” is a catchy jingle. The two brightest stars, however, are “Rolling” and “Hip Hop You Saved Me.” They have been on constant repeat, and incidentally my most beloved songs that Brenton has ever touched. His rooted sensitivity is felt with every snare. They are transversal across the planes of alternative music tastes that possess our souls, I believe.
I only had the option of posting one song. The rest of available for download at his sound cloud.
Check out Lana’s new new. This makes me want to kiss her right on her juvedermy lips, which incidentally appears to be the message.
Is it me or do all her video’s remind me of instagram?
The remix wizard waved his magic wand once more over this newer track by the up and coming Australian, indie band, Atlas Genius. It’s pretty damn superior to the original. There’s enough bump, chime and grind to lend it’s listeners a vibe to rage to, but not enough to attract the likes of neon shirt-wearing, Steve Aoki-type fans. In other words, it’s the perfect balance..
A few weeks ago, ya’ll might remember when I posted a Flosstradamus’ remix of Lana Del Rey’s track “Video Games.” Well Sir Mikey took that improvement and completed it by voicing over it. Thank me later.
The opening harp chords make you feel like you’re entering the gates of heaven until you slowly realize as the song progresses, and Ellie reaches a higher and higher falsetto, that you’re stepping into the dark forest. This song brings me face to face with my deepest heartbreak. Good thing this wasn’t performed at the Royal Wedding or Kate and Will would have annulled that shit right there at the reception. This song is that powerful, in my opinion. Tinie Tempah, who is the new kid on my library block, splits it up a bit with his British rap vocal cameo, and unlike most other bloggers, I dig it. Incidentally, my interest has been peeked. Big Sean has been in too much lately anyway, and I certainly don’t want #swerve and #boi to get old too soon. You’re gonna just love it, mate!
If you don’t like this song and you are under the age of 40 and above 19, you probably kick fluffy pomeranians and step on flowers on purpose. This jam would probably even get Stanley Hudson’s head bobbin’.
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It’s embarrassing that I’m posting CG’s new mix tape almost a week late. I’m embarrassed. But I musn’t be responsible for your iTunes library’s inevitable downfall if these songs don’t reach your playlist. I feel this project was dedicated to me. Glover’s edgy, articulated voice, sounding almost provoked, reaches a truth that exists within me, grasshoppa. I relate to his lyrics; growing up in the social inequality of the A, low carb diets, proving people wrong, taking life routes that are indiscernible to a parent. Britney Spears, Dem Franchise Boys, hits incorporated into Gambino essence…the very shit I ran with before he even touched it…just pump me up. Like, how does he even know me like that?! He also released this on July 4th and I’m American so….
Every time I write about Gambino, I feel like I’m not just talking about his music, but defending it. Such distinct, polarizing opinions, exist about him and his music. For instance, people got all, for lack of a better word, childish, over his last tape, Camp, when if you ask geniuses like myself, was baller, just like Royalty is. He didn’t have to prove anything with me. He just reaffirmed everything I already knew. So many bloggers treat him like Matilda’s parents treated her, but folks, I see his genius. I am Ms. Honey here to save the day. “Rest in peace to those who were dead wrong.”
I didn’t get sauced up over this original song, The Don by Nas, or the music video actually, but after these British monkeys since flared it up and extended it, my libido has been restored.