We’ll Take This & Keep This & Love It Very Much…

The Grammy’s,  a show that I feel everyone has to watch by default. If you are one of those chosen few that find yourself ‘above’ petty  live award shows where people spend about four hours dick riding each other while simultaneously shooting daggers of envy through their torso’s while back’s are turned here is what you missed…. from my perspective anyway.

The host: LL Cool J. Can we even still call him cool anymore? Does licking your lips, winking, and throwing a peace sign even still work on women of this generation? Perhaps yes… However, using this platform repeatedly, and unsuccessfully, for your career revival attempts is frankly hard to watch at this point.

Highlights: Watching Rhianna & Chris snuggle like fools. Jay Z thanking the swap meet for homie’s beanie. Kelly Clarkson with her hideous make-up insulting & complimenting Miguel in the same sentence. Adele’s dress. Juanes singing a very old Elton John song in English. Mavis Staples emphasizing PUT THE LOAD ON ME. Melissa Etheridge looking ‘dike-ier’ than ever. Elton John’s collaboration with hideous shades & hideous matching suit. Taylor Swift acting a donkey while singing along to performances. Finally finding out who Frank Ocean is and still not giving a fuck. Not to mention his Forest Gump performance that made me cringe with embarrassment. It was very reminiscent of Cody Chestnut which made me dislike him even more.  Tyler the Creator’s goofy ass face in the background. Seeing Lena Dunham with her man from FUN.

The Bob Marley Tribute is what really stood out for me most. I love the Marley family and while many will argue that Ziggy & Damian Marley are the better of the brothers, I still feel like Stephen Marley is the brother that most resembles his father’s music and style.

Prince graced the Grammy’s with his majestic presence when he handed out the Record of the Year award to Gotye and Kimbra. It was a proud moment indeed for all the Prince fanatics out there. And if I must confess, I hadn’t realized what a big fan I was of Prince until I seen him walk down the stage. I would still whoop him in basketball though.

Finally learning how to spell WHADDUP. All this time I thought it was WHATTUP.

Jack White eye-fucking his duet partner and reviving long hair rock n roll tactics with his smashing of his guitar on stage.

The Black Keys. I absolutely adore them. They remind me of an American Version of Flight Of The Concords.

 And finally, Mumford & Sons winning big time with the Album of the Year Grammy. In his speech the lead vocalist said, “We’ll take this and keep this and love it very much” as if it were an adopted puppy. Although, I still believe they should have won an award for making the banjo fucking cool again.

OH AND FOR YOUR SAN JOSE NATIVES: That Microsoft commercial with the snap tablets featured music from a local crew, The Bangerz! Proud moment for an east sider. Check it out below:

But in all honesty, where the fuck was Kendrick Lamar’s Grammy for reviving West Coast rap?

Funk-ta-fied…

Oh how times have changed since Da Brat & JD use to bless the airwaves. You might even say those days of radio music were far superior to the crap that’s played today. Artists I automatically change as soon as I hear their voice screeching:

Nicki Hoe-naj – Kanye Post 808 & Heartbreaks – Chris Brown – Rhianna – Drake – Linkin Park – Smashmouth (unless it’s the Shrek song) Shit that’s all I can think of right now…

Anyway, Kendrick Lamar made his first appearance on TV on the Jimmy Fallon show and I couldn’t help but feel proud. Not like I know him or anything, but I felt like maybe he will finally be able to get his Uncle outta jail. The song’s got heat. Having not only a live band help perform the song with you but having that live band be The Roots shit the moment must have been surreal. Doing big things. Check out his performance HERE .

Peep the real video below.

If you’re into creepy slash funny slash I shouldn’t be laughing at this shit slash what the fuck slash I have to show someone this shit then peep this shit out now.

Alright folks, hope you all have a safe weekend, don’t drink, text or yap on your phone & drive, look both ways when crossing the street, liquor before beer you are in the mutherfucken clear, if it smells like fish – eat what you wish, if she is crazy in the head she is crazy in the bed but trust me it ain’t worth it…

PEACE!

No ID, I Be A G, Exclude Every Other Alphabet…

Traffic to the city is a bitch! Almost forgot how much I hate traffic on a rainy day and thank God there was something to remind me. A drive to SF can usually cost me tops 45 min. This time it cost us about an hour and half. Was it cause I wasn’t driving? You can bet your ass it was.

We got to the Regency Ballroom while Hopsin was performing with a homie. Hopsin is what Eminem would be if he were black, 15 years younger, and wore white eye contacts. He was signed to Ruthless Records a few years back by Eazy E’s wife who apparently shafted him in whatever contract he signed with them causing him to bash her and the label. At one point he had the crowd chanting, “FUCK RUTHLESS RECORDS”. I withheld my urge to chime in the chanting for numerous reasons I will not get into right now. He got the crowd going, had a lot of energy and was clearly prepared for his performance as evident in the safety pin that was unmistakably the only thing keeping his chonies on.

But all blunts were lit when the homie Kendrick got on stage. He seemed genuinely humbled when the crowd sang his songs and even jokingly teased that we thought we could melodize. Shit, I know I can. His first show in San Francisco was received well. His stage presence is that of a conductor conducting an orchestra and the crowd loves it – Hello! He stopped at one point and told the crowd to tweet @KendrickLamar what song we wanted to hear, and you know I couldn’t resist the urge to tweet Cut You Off. Not sure if the whole crowd tweeted the same song, if he was already planning to perform that one next, or if my tweet really made him do it, but that was the next song he sang. P*ssy & Patron, Hol’ Up, Spiteful Chant (another personal favorite), and F*ck Your Ethnicity were among some of the other songs he performed. He had the crowd chanting his name when he walked off stage which of course forced him to do an encore… something I had really only seen The Arcade Fire do once. A lot of sneaky hoes tried stay for the meet & greet but were shamefully busted by security. By the time he came out, homie looked drained and ready for bed. Or maybe I was reading his eye wrong. Would definitely see him again if he rolled through. If you’re going to Coachella, put him on your TO SEE list.