Anything with Maya Jane Coles’s name attached to it is almost always guaranteed to be the banger my heart and ears need at whatever time it comes into my life. “Everything” is an appropriate name for her collaboration with vocalist Karin Park because this track everything right now.
I’ll admit this is a little weird but Flosstradamus‘s twerkin’ banger, “Assquake”, is getting me homesick for Chicago. I can picture myself staying out way past my bedtime, drinking Jameson & PBR at Berlin with my peeps, hearing “Assquake” drop and running to the floor to make my pancake ass quake.
I was making dinner last night, watching “Best Ink” (I actually do kind of love that show even if the idea of a tattoo “challenge” scares the shit out of me) and for some reason, it occurred to me how badly I let my ex treat me, how much she wanted me to completely devalue myself and how far down the self-loathing shame spiral she had already gotten me to go.
If this were the early 90′s and she were a dude – she’d be exactly what Lifetime Movies were made of. A less physically-violent, equally soul-crushing Fred Savage to my Candace Cameron in “No One Would Tell“.
What made me the most sad was how long I let this bitch stick around – particularly in my headspace. I thought I was stronger than that – even if I can admit now that the red flags at the beginning were ignored because I loved her dog too much to let go of the relationship. As embarrassing as that is to admit, it’s absolutely true and now you know the way to keep me in a bad relationship is to woo me with your adorable dog. Of course, now that I’ve got my own adorable pooch, I’ll consider Marshall my heart guard dog.
So I guess my final thought is: If your “boo” starts treating you so badly that you are embarrassed to tell your friends about things they have said to you or things they have done, it’s time to get the fuck out of that relationship and I mean run don’t walk and then party like R. Kelly (minus the pee part unless you are into that and have lots of extra sheets).
I’m not sure if Tricky is responsible for seducing me on his latest single, “Tribal Drums”, or if the kudos should go to Francesca Belmonte’s soft whisper-singing because it happens to be the musical equivalent to a come-hither look from the most gorgeous person in the room. DAMN! Shut the door and turn of the lights y’all.