*** Quick Update on the last blog: Soon after I wrote this blog, massive reports came out about the tons of violence that happened during that weekend. Superficially, one would say “See, Mayor Goodman was right.” What bothers me, though, is that past All-Star games were far more crowded and more violent, yet didn’t make quite the stir Vegas did. I’m not a conspiracy theorist, and I’m not a betting man, but … ***
For many, including me, music has been such an integral part of my life, so much so that I’m one of those walking demi-zombies you see walking around with his iPod all over the city (mine is a black iPod nano; I call it Knight Rider). With 517 or so songs on there, I often have songs I constantly put on repeat.
Then, there are those songs I wish I wrote. They’re usually the ones you don’t mind (at least) humming along to or whistling the melody. In my case, I wouldn’t even mind pantomiming the song on my way to, from, during, after, before, or any other preposition I can add for any destination I need to go.
For instance, I wish I wrote Eric B. and Rakim’s “Follow the Leader.” I have a hard time actually rhyming along with it because it uses so many in-rhymes, it makes me wonder what’s really going on in Rakim’s mind. He’s honestly the best rapper ever, and that song’s one of many reasons why I believe so. (“Don’t Sweat The Technique” was also pretty damn good.)
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