Showing posts with label Beyonce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beyonce. Show all posts

Monday, May 16, 2011

Who Runs The World?

Do you like “Girls”? Well when I was first asked this question I was like… “Now chile you know I am gay,” however then I remembered my girl Beyonce’ just came out with her new tune “Who Run the World (Girls).” With Beyonce’s new song I do believe that she has made far better songs and I am not overly excited about this one; however I cannot wait for her to release her video and rumor has it that this week during “American Idol” we will finally have the chance. I do believe that this could be the truth since her song isn’t doing so hot (peaking at 33 on the charts) and “The Voice” is not helping the Idol one bit. I am hoping that this video will have me fall all over my girl again and really run the world with her instead of feeling like I am going to work when I hit the dance floor. If the song does not do as well as all is hoping, I hear that we can expect for her to hit the studio again and push back her new album (Titled “4”). If she does return to the studio I suggest she hires her father Matthew again and title the new album “Prodigal’s Daughter.”

Check out my sneak peek here...





Monday, March 21, 2011

Introducing Frank Ocean: Nostalgia, Ultra


By Steven Hyden March 15, 2011


Much like the ’80s BMW on the cover of his debut album, Nostalgia, Ultra, gifted singer-songwriter Frank Ocean apparently is out of touch with the times. That doesn’t jibe with his résumé, a seemingly impeccable combination of mainstream R&B credentials (he’s co-written songs for John Legend and Justin Bieber) and underground cool (he’s associated with outlaw hip-hop collective Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All). But after going nowhere as a solo artist signed to Island Def Jam, Ocean decided to post Nostalgia, Ultra as a free download last month. Hearing the record, it’s no shock that Ocean’s label didn’t know what to do with him. Nostalgia is a moody, frequently downbeat character study, a sort of musical version of the Reagan-era confessional Less Than Zero.


Ocean presents himself as a troubled guy in his early 20s who does cocaine for breakfast (as he sings over an aestheticized shuffle supplied by superstar producer Tricky Stewart on “Novacane”) and can’t decide whether to rue or revel in his conflicted feelings about women (the hit-single-in-waiting “Songs For Women”). Sampling world-class sulkers like Coldplay and Radiohead, as well as Stanley Kubrick’s queasy dissection of marriage, Eyes Wide Shut, Ocean saves his boldest move for the 7-minute epic “American Wedding,” fantasizing about his nuptials as the ultimate hymn of coke-addled self-absorption, The Eagles’ “Hotel California,” plays out in its entirety. Like the rest of Nostalgia, it’s dark, playful, a little tasteless, and absolutely riveting.