Thursday, December 3, 2009

Stop the Bull----!!!!!!!!

This is an official stop the bull**** message.

It's been a while, but there's a lot of b.s. going on. So much that I had to use capital letters and (hopefully) proper grammar (we'll see on that one).


It's December 2009 and some things are happening as they should. People are getting set for Christmas, buying things again. The economy seems to be slowly turning for the good. But there are some things that make me want to scream "stop the bull****!!!!"


R. Kelly released a new album on the first of the month. I previewed the album. This old man is yodeling. Yodeling, son!!!!!!! Why Kells? Some things that the Pied Piper does never really surprise me. He sings about sex so much, that I've been desensitized by most of what he says. We've seen and heard so much crazy come from him (the Trapped in the Closet series for example) and Robert Sylvester Kelly doesn't believe in hinting. The Teflon Don, as I would like to call him, has a blunt method that surprising has worked for 10 albums...very few R&B artists in this day h
ave (maybe 3). But Kells, c'mon son! You're singing about banging the headboard and really that makes me think more of your scandals. Apparently you are done with I Believe I Can Fly type songs. The first line to a song called Text Me is "Text me back something freaky. Let me know just how you want to do me." Is that how Tiger got caught? Anyway, this dude is over 40 writing the same type of material he wrote almost 20 years ago.

I now wish to address tattoos. I've often fantasized about getting a tattoo or two, but due to professional reasons, money and overall courage I haven't. There are some people who don't have this problem. Instead their problem is the opposite. They have too much money, courage, and tattoos happen to help their profession and/or credibility. Take Lil Wayne for example...he has another face tattoo...don't believe me, check it out.


That's a series of stars on the side of his face. This kind of doesn't surprise me more than the glasses he's wearing. It's just not a hot look. By the way, his umpteenth baby mama gave birth to his umpteenth baby (for those keeping score, that 2 in less than 6 months...I think 4 that we know of. He took that Every Girl song literally) But anyway, back to tattoos. Example number 2, the one that Wayne be stuntin' like, Baby (aka Birdman)


Um...a star on the stop of your head? For real, son? I guess he wants to be spotted from a birds eye view.

Anyway, I was going to write a blog about Hip Hop and gay. I still may do it. It will focus on Hip Hop's problem with the gay culture...sayings like "no homo" and others have gone a little far, and the lyrics don't make things better. On top of that, rappers try to depict themselves as "hard", but sometimes their lyrics and album covers don't help that image. And then some tend to do stupid things like this on stage.


Um...why are two dudes on the stage in their drawers? No comment.

Last but not least: Tiger Woods. I think he leads a sad life. He's intense. Tiger is an elite athlete that focuses so much on winning major championships. He doesn't think much about the other tournaments and probably not much of anything else for that matter. According to his latest statement, he uses words like "sins" and "transgressions". For a pro athlete, these words are serious...perhaps too intense. I think that he will stress himself out more than the media and other critics. He's a private person that takes things way too serious. I am not giving him a pass, by any means, but intense people like Tiger tend to ruin their own lives before other people get the chance. I wouldn't be surprised if he spent more time on the golf course trying to win majors. He may take a page from Kobe Bryant's book. Kobe made sure that his game didn't fall off, he became even more dominant. Tiger may try to do that, but with that the microscope will be on him even more for the next year or two...or until something really great or terrible happens. Regarding the accident, he must have been distraught to get into an accident coming out of the driveway.

Anyway...R. Kelly, Baby, Wayne, and yes even you Tiger: stop the bull****!

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