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TV and long form

While Tim will always be my fave FNL character, watching him in the pilot again reminded me of how much of a jerk he could be. (And racist). The above clip is one of the few positive moments for him.

Next Level

Watch full screen with speakers up.

Ye

Damn, this dude likes Kanye almost as much as I do (but prob not as much as Kanye does).

I think he missed the point on 808s though. What I like about 808s is that it's, for lack of a better word, earnest. MBDTF is probably a 'better' album. It's a lot more self aware. 808s is a sad album about being sad, and I like that.

Still Blame Game is one of the best rap songs about the end of a relationship ever, except maybe that line on Diamonds & Wood by UGK: "Got to the point where I could not decipher day from night/She say she love me but all we do now is fuck 'n' fight."

KE_08

The Kramers Ergot 8 release party was last night. Got my copy signed. The crowd was a slighty nerdier version of the hipster crowd I see in Echo Park so obv I loved it.

As for the book itself, well I've only had it for one day so I haven't fully thought about it.

I do think that it's design is interesting. 4, 5, 6 were super colorful and gave the appearance of being all over the place (though were in many ways pushing a similar aesthetic). 7 was big and expensive and inspired by the reprints of the old newspapers strips. 8 feels like an archival collection in some ways. Seneca in his review referred to it as "building the medium its next academy, a new repository of wisdom for future artists to draw from and bend to." I think that is close to true. I think in some ways it is inspired by the archival collections that are being put out right now.

Maybe it's just because I also recently picked up the new Barks collection. There's something a little goofy about these nice hardcovers of originally disposable material (that is not to say I don't think Barks was a genius). All these new collections feel like we're building a 'serious' library of comics history. This volume of Kramers feels like it will fit right in. It even has the somewhat out of touch intro essay and a list of other books by Picture Box.

In every state theres a station playing drake

When I drove across country, I did it almost entirely to the radio. I listened to a lot of pop country. I like pop country, but by the end of the trip I did start to grow tired of the overwhelming American exceptionalism in the music. I'm sure I'll talk about that later. While pretty much everywhere I went there was a country stations, it was not true that, "In every state, there's a station/Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon."

This is just another example of country music mythologizing their older stars. Rap does the same thing with the constant callbacks to Biggie and Pac. And so do comics.

I was reminded of this recently when I picked up some 80s issues of FF by Byrne. They were a perfectly enjoyable purchase at a dollar each. They also made me think just how much Byrne was into Kirby. And now the entire Marvel universe is based around past work. There is this small insular world of creators who's entire job is to curate the ongoing adventures of a group of characters from the 60s. It's easy for Art comics fans to look down on this. (And for sure, many aspects of how older creators are treated are very problematic). But, I don't know, there's something really interesting about this slavish devotion to the characters but not the energy of the original comics.

YC (Feat. Nelly, B.o.B, Trae The Truth, Yo Gotti, Cyhi Da Prynce, Dose &...

Nelly's verse on repeat all day.

Late to the party on this song, but still good.

Intro

Allow me to introduce myself: I choose Biggie over Pac, part one over part two when it comes to the Godfather and Xaime over Gilbert.

The main point of this blog is a way for me to get my pop cultural ramblings out of my system and written down. Hopefully, this will cut down the number of angry conversations I have with strangers where I insist that a certain screwed hook has more emotion in it than Eminem's entire career.