Tell That Mick He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today

Oh Peter Wentz, when will you learn? Crashing bottles over the heads of fans who taunt you about your "private" relationship is just not right. You can't even keep your "privates" private, let alone a romance that you have been parading all over the world like she's the first girl you've never cried about. Come on now. If I had a nickel for every time I was taunted for my relationships I'd have...err...regardless, you shouldn't over react, sir.
For those not aware of Mr. Peter's misbehaviour, whilst kicking it at the SPIN/Diesel afterparty, a not so loyal Chicagoan was dissin Pete, and apparently, Pete don't play that noise (nor does he really play the bass, but that's neither here nor there). Nevertheless, I commend you sir on defending the honour of your lady, but lets try to save all your strength for making out in the bathroom, and leave the fighting to those who's vision isn't blurred by guyliner. [origin]

Bounce Like You Ass Got Hickups

Timabland's Shock Value is now leaking out to all those with a thimble full worth of internets savvy. I seldom attempt to review albums, mostly because I'm just no good at it, but I feel that this album may prove to be my muse.
Frankly, I'm torn. Timbaland is the king of beat making, there is no doubt, and this release is clearly a testament to his musical genius. Unfortunately, I feel the major shock is derived from Timba's choice in lyrical marinade. His heart jostling drums are smothered in a heavy, stomach turning layer of cliche "I'ma busta cap in your dome" pontificating, which hurts the value of Value. Timba is not a persona that strikes fear into the heart of all who dwell either on street corner, or plush suburb, and his background is not exactly riddled with nefarious activity. Plus...the album has Fall Out Boy on it, a fact which, significantly decreases your street cred, believe me. Even if one over looks the collaborators, which they should, and listen purely to Mosely, you can almost feel his angst and discomfort with what he is saying. He sounds almost forlorn, estranged from the good times and goofy antics he has become associated with, to pursue acceptance in the realm of mainstream artists that he has produced to the top, but has never been categorized with. Luckily, this is only if you listen to the "gangstafied tracks."
If you look past these few, yet noticeable foibles, what is left is a chewy center of goof. Not like, chopped up disney characters, because thats just gross, but tracks clearly dedicated to being pure dumbness from the jump. In "Way I Are" Timbaland captures my heart, and the hearts of any man who wants to wine and dine the ladies, but is struggling to "red bean and rice" himself. With lines like:

"I ain't got no money, I ain't got no car to take you on a date
I can't even buy you flowers, but together we'd make the perfect soul mates"

Timbaland detracts from the attempted hood seriousness of other tracks, which helps to save face. Its a shame that this isn't the element that was chosen to market, and instead singles are released to start beef with a less than worthy opponent, Scott Storch. This being the case, I'm going to create a list of key lines to win the public, and help Tim gain his 50x platinum status. I just want things to work out for him. If interested in tackling the tracks on your own, "Bounce", "One and Only", and "Way I Are" are good places to start. If not, any one of the songs on this album will undoubtedly hit a club scene near you.The Album drops April 3rd.

Expect the list of awesome lines sometime this weekend. Just note a lot of them make fun of Ms. Spears (Thanks JT).

Timbaland Myspace

In front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year

Happy New Year! Last night, I helped celebrate one of my good chum's birthdays, which created a multitude of stories. I think I'm going to have to resurrect my old flickr account just to post all the mustached memories. While we were out gallivanting, so many exciting things have happened (and I'm not talking about Britney's hair snafu)! But now is a time for posting, not nostalgia. Onward!

I'm becoming more and more anxious for warm weather. Or a change of scenery, perhaps both. This gives me a reason to look forward to Al Gore's "Live Earth." On 07/07/07 Al is going to convince us that if he were president, all of these bands would play weekly, in their natural environments:
Pharrell, natural habitat- skate park (or so he'd like you to think)
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Foo Fighters
Snoop Dogg, natural habitat- jail
Lenny Kravitz
Bon Jovi, natural habitat- playing in every bar in NJ
Paolo Nutini
Sheryl Crow
AFI
Melissa Etheridge
John Mayer
Damien Rice
Corrine Bailey Rae
Duran Duran
Snow Patrol
John Legend, natural habitat- Kanye's shadow
Black Eyed Peas
Akon
Enrique Iglesias
Fall Out Boy, natural habitat- up for debate
Mana
Keane
Kelly Clarkson, natural habitat-FOX
Korn
Faith Hill and Tim McGraw, natural habitat- below the Mason-Dixon
Ray LaMontagne
Robin Thicke
Kenna

Im getting all giddy just thinkin about it!

Greedy Genius has released his summer line of better than bathing ape kicks. It makes me wish I had a pay check to waste on them, alas.


Luckily, Nas is going to start his own line of sneakers. Apparently Def Jam is synonymous with sneaker line (Jay-Z). The deal is with 310 Global, the same fine folks to give Game his deal. I find it humorous that the same man who claims hip hop was killed by commercialism feels the need to sell sneakers. We all remember the Esco situation. Or the Peter Victor Rodrigo fiasco...who's name sounds more like an arch-nemesis, more so a fashion designer. I'm not gonna front like I never bought a pair of S.Dots, Jay-z's line, but I will say that Nas had better step up the sneaker game if he's really serious about remaining one of my favorite rappers. I can't be let down


Our Good friend Ted Leo is soon to go on tour, in promotion of his new album Living with the Living. For most of you, this is old news, but for those who aren't hip to the jive, go see him play here:
3/28 Philadelphia, PA (Theatre of Living Arts)
3/29 Washington, DC (9:30 Club)
5/5 New York, NY (Webster Hall)

In other concert related news, Busta Rhymes, who was scheduled to play with Jim Jones at University of Maryland Eastern Shore on February 21st, got his concert canceled due to safety concerns surrounding Busta. He's gotten a little to rowdy for his own good. This was probably a good call, due to the fact that Busta doesn't really put out good albums anymore, and stomps on the faces of any fans he happens to retain. Even though, if you have ever been to UMES, you would agree they probably need a good face stompin...ah memories, but I digress.



For those still outraged by the iphone exorbitant costs, the open source community has come to save the day! FIC has announced an on-sale date for its Neo1973, which is cute, and cuddly, and noticeably 300 dollars cheaper than the iphone! It's user modifiable, and comes chock full o' Linux based operating software.


The Ataris shall be playing a show at the TLA on Tuesday. Luckily, JaLisa came through with tickets, and we shall be off on another one of our famed adventures. She's pretty stoked about it, and I'm always down to ride, so it should be a good time. Sadly, this could be one of the Ataris' last studio albums, and perhaps last tour in promotion of such.

Now I must proceed to clean up the lasagna/ sesame chicken crater formally known as my kitchen. I love birthdays! Happy Sunday.