I'm in a weird mood, sitting here drinking Jack Daniels & coke, trying not to be giddy over the death of public enemy #1 and failing. I usually hate to feel like a failure. Usually. Not this time however. I've traveled a shit-ton since the whole 9/11 deal and I'd like to, for one selfish fucking second, take a moment to address what a clusterfuck of a terrifying and beyond inconvenient mess air travel has become, and will no doubt remain forever and ever amen...
Allow me to digress...
I just saw a commercial for some new T.V. show called "The Voice"
and I'll be damned if that aint Cee-Lo sitting in as a judge. Right there on my T.V. Now you might be savvy to the Cee-Lo deal due to his recent hit "Fuck You" and maybe prior to that you had knowledge due to Gnarls Barkley. But I remember back in the day, way back in like 1998 or something, dropping Goodie Mob tracks onto cassette tapes and into my fat yellow walkman... In any case, somehow my half-drunk mind just made a television assisted leap of a connection. It went like this: Bin Laden - hijacked planes- homeland security - Cee-Lo - Goodie Mob - Fly Away...Dig it.
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