Okay, so “everyone makes a random bracket week” was sort of last week, but imma be late though? That was bad, I don’t know… umm, anyways, as most of you know I’m a huge Kanye fan so when I saw this bracket of Kanye songs, I thought it was a pretty fantastic idea. But I wasn’t a fan of the execution. There were some key tracks missing and the regions were lopsided, so rather than complain I made my own bracket.
If you go on Facebook right now, it’s probably flooded with these lists. Normally I hate chain and spam bullshit, especially the entire Neknomination business. But this is music. This is different to me because music is an important part of my life, and I’m sure most people will agree.
I love music a lot. I like hearing new music– even if it’s weird and I hate it. But there’s something special about those albums that just stick with you through time, even if it’s just a brief period of your life (shoutout to Sam’s Simple Plan phase… wait that’s still going, true). These albums remind you of moments in your life that become ingrained in your emotional memory.
A lot of people are rule followers which I didn’t want to do, hence this blog post. This is the original part of the chain spam thing:
“List 12 albums that have stayed with you over the years in some way. Don’t take too long on this list – just a few minutes. These don’t have to be great records, or critical darlings, just ones that mean something to you personally”
1. 12 is a dumb number. I made it 20.
2. These albums are supposed to mean something to me and y’all want me to take “a few minutes?”
Anyways, a lot of people just plopped a random set of albums in no particular order, but what’s the fun in that? If there’s one thing I enjoy on par with music, it’s probably organized lists. Also to compensate for my obvious bias for one particular artist… I tried my best to do one album per artist. Other wise this list might have been very different. So anyways, here’s my list with short blurbs and stuff. You may also notice that most of these are from after 2003 and that’s because I don’t really like/fetishize old music because I don’t give a shit.
Kanye West is a god. End of review.
Were you expecting an unbiased recollection of the cavalcade of events that transpired during the Toronto stop of the Yeezus Tour? Well, you came to the wrong place. Just kidding, I’ll try my best out here.
Joining me is special guest, William Reid, who studies Radio and Television Arts with a minor in Ratchet Culture. He was also at the December 23rd show, the last stop of the Yeezus Tour. I figured that it would be interesting to get the perspective from two people in two different places in the arena. Continue reading yeezus tour review (feat. will aka dj ill will)
There’s something you should know about me, especially after reading most of these posts. I hate a lot of things. There are a lot of things that make my blood boil. One of those things is other people. Other people suck. If you don’t feel like this, you should probably go out more. Usually, I try to avoid being in large groups. Because people suck. But there are times when it’s unavoidable. And it seems like the worst in people is brought out in large crowds.
Now what I don’t hate is music. Especially seeing artists perform live. And that’s where my problems arise. I’m not rich. So I can’t afford a private show by the artist in my living room. It’s a sad reality for most of us. So I have to go see them in concert.
A concert is essentially combining something I love with something I hate. Usually what I love (the music) drowns out what I hate (everyone else), so I’ve yet to really have a negative concert experience. But there are still instances where my hatred for fellow man can’t be ignored. It seems as if all the biggest assholes in the world have conglomerated in to one room on a quest to ruin my one on one time with ______________ (musical act).
Usually it’s just one annoying thing, so my whole experience isn’t ruined and I just forget about it and enjoy the show. But this last concert was different.
I went to see Lorde at Danforth Music Hall thanks to a friend of mine providing a great early birthday present. She was flawless (read my review of her debut album here if you haven’t), but this isn’t about her. This is about everyone else there. It seems that every type of possible “concert asshole” was in attendance that night. Here’s a list of “concert assholes,” please don’t let this be you.