…and not even much of one, I’ll admit, but these two songs have been getting a hell of a lot of play lately so let’s all enjoy them together. I took my wife out for Chinese tonight and then went and bought books rather than worrying about blogging, so this is what you get. 🙂
Yes, I know good and goddamn well it’s Friday out there in the “real” world, but Thursday and Friday are my weekend and I have to go to work tomorrow so to hell with your normal human days of the week. It’s Sunday, motherfuckers, let’s rock out:
I’ve been trying as best I can to stay away from the computer for the last couple of days on account of a Star War happening in the very near future, a Star War that I would prefer to go into knowing nothing about. You may recall my review of The Force Awakens; yes, you can expect a similarly exhaustive post about Last Jedi once I’ve had a chance to digest it.
In the meantime, appreciate this fucking tour de force from Black Thought, who is an insane magical marvel of lyricism and breath control. This man apparently takes in oxygen through his skin:
And because you probably need a palate cleanser:
I would like to submit that it is impossible to have been in high school in Indiana in the 1990s and not be a huge Tom Petty fan. Absolutely, utterly impossible.
Reports are confused; he may still be with us and he may be gone. All I know is I drove home tonight blasting this song, and then Wildflowers, at top volume, and I had to stop singing along partway through the chorus because I was crying.