“daddy—daddy! it’s just a sample, it can’t hear you…you don’t have to answer every time.”
“how many times am i gonna have to tell you that you CAN?!”
i'm not actually a worthwhile person, i just play one on the internet.
stuff that's maybe better than the other stuff, autobio, words about words, music stuff, film ask me shit, tell me shit, whatever“daddy—daddy! it’s just a sample, it can’t hear you…you don’t have to answer every time.”
“how many times am i gonna have to tell you that you CAN?!”
i think i’m starting to actually like birdman
i don’t think i could argue that it’s not cruise-control, but it’s pretty solid cruise-control. that massive beat—the rattling hand-drums, that subterranean rumble that comes up late in the verses—minaj in particular sounds great over it; unusually low-key delivery, which gives the diamond-encrusted contempt all the more punch (and i really like “hi how are yoOUu”). the beat flatters birdman too, even though he’s pretty much birdmanning as usual, and hey, the “street sweeper” bit—a pun!
i like to imagine that whenever birdman is recording, there are a couple of guys in the studio to keep him in check - you know, like “bryan—bryan, seriously, stop with the bird sounds. that’s enough.”
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via wiki
is there a single more birdman thing one could do? wait, no - that, while making bird sounds. i bet he was, too.
i want to be written and directed by quentin tarantino
this sounds like an absolute nightmare. nooooooooo thanks.
Cats screwed up my old glasses but good so I got new ones.
“Troubled Relationship” is now a card category at Walgreen’s, which is great because that’s the sort of situation that is...
GOD I CAN’T FUCKING BELIEVE SAME SEX MARRIAGE ISN’T LEGAL EVERYWHERE
HOLY SHIT
WHY!!!!!