His royal Ry-ness on Extra with lord of the hair, Mario Lopez.
Deadpool lets bullets fly next year.
His royal Ry-ness on Extra with lord of the hair, Mario Lopez.
Deadpool lets bullets fly next year.
Ten Years Later, These Pop Songs Still Get Us
Believe it or not, some of your favorite songs are turning ten years old this year. Take a minute to appreciate that. Celebrate these ten favorites by taking a trip down memory lane and showing off at your next Throwback Thursday karaoke party.
Rihanna- Pon De Replay
It’s hard to believe we’ve been jamming to Rihanna for ten years. What’s also hard? Them abs.
Snoop Dogg ft Pharrell Williams – Drop it Like It’s Hot
Admit it, you still try to emulate Pharrell’s tongue click and hum this when using a microwave.
Gwen Stefani – Hollaback Girl
Uh huh, holy s**t this song is ten years old. You still remember how to spell banana thanks to this song.
Ciara ft Missy Elliott- 1,2 Step
This…track…is… ten years old are you feeling old yet? Still can’t skate dance either. Ciara’s hips are hypnotizing.
Fall Out Boy – Dance, Dance
The kings of guyliner, pop punk playfulness and those sweet sweet dance moves. Still don’t know what they’re saying after all these years.
Mariah Carey – We Belong Together
Possibly one of Mariah’s most quotable love songs just behind “Always Be My Baby”, like MC herself has aged well.
Rob Thomas – Lonely No More
The song that always seem to be on lite radio’s perpetual loop whenever you go to the doctor’s office, drug store or a ride with your aunt in her 05 Camry.
Game ft 50 Cent – Hate It or Love It
Bringing New York and Los Angeles rap together, however briefly, over a classic Marvin Gaye melody, this song still manages to make you bop.
Kanye West ft Jamie Foxx – Gold Digger
Eighteen years, eighteen years…
The Black Eyed Peas – My Humps
Few songs have boggled the mind of music fans more than what exactly humps the BEPs were referring to, 10 years later scholars and scientists alike agree, nobody knows.
I’m @invisiblecircus on the Twitters. Let’s talk about the good ol days and telling kids to get off our digital lawns.
Technology is amazing isn’t it? We can communicate 24/7 we can selfie ourselves sick and we can Yelp about how awesome this Thai place is from a mobile device. Two weeks ago, Apple unveiled the iPhone 6 and it’s been interesting to watch how it didn’t quite meet the standards iPhone users and tech heads had come to expect from the juggernaut company.
I wanted a new phone. I’ve had an iPhone 4s for a few years and have come to love all the things that it can do, basic as it may seem.
I wanted to feel fresh bold and new, the way a fancy new piece of tech can make you feel.
I decided to upgrade and wound up with a big Samsung Galaxy 5s.
I went back to my iPhone after one day.
What happened? Wasn’t I so totally head over heels with the Samsung? Didn’t I want to take all the elaborate photos and videos and go, ‘I’ve moved on Apple, you lack innovation’ ? Wasn’t I totally upset when U2 appeared on my phone for no reason? Of course I was. I was ready to move on and then I realized, the text messages from the one person who I value the most weren’t coming in and they weren’t seeing anything I was sending. Suddenly, a panic. All the photos and videos and easy to draw dicks on people’s faces (there’s an app for that) in the world couldn’t save me from the fact that I couldn’t communicate with the one person who means the world to me.
My brother was ecstatic.
I’d finally dumped iPhone for Samsung and he had so many things he wanted to show me but in the back of my mind, I kept thinking, Black Widow had done so much for me that it was hard to just start working with Sam. I was cheating. I was cheating on the phone that had been so good and loyal to me despite all the times I’d wanted to throw it out a window, shoot it with an m-4 rifle then detonate a claymore right on top of it. It had been good to me and here I was, wanting something new when we both knew that wasn’t how this was going to work.
I researched, I toyed with it. I watched videos and tried to find reasons why having this flatscreen pressed to my face would make me happy and I realized that what I really use the phone for is communication, sending random photos and of course, talking to another person.
I’d compared notes and tested both phones in store before walking away but I was struck with tremendous sense of guilt and a little bit of sadness, feelings you get when you walk away from a relationship. I’d had Black Widow (my iPhone 4s) for about 3 years and in that time I’d seen so many concerts, Tweeted so many douchebagy things, taken adorable pictures and watched the most random videos on this thing. I’d had arguments that should’ve never happened, text wars that didn’t make any sense and all emoji texts with said person who was really the reason why I was going back to the iPhone.
What does all of this say about me as a person?
I value experiences and memories over making something new happen. New experiences are great as long as they’re with someone or something familiar because you always want to broaden your horizons with the thing that reminds you of how far you’ve come and how much more there is to go. I like knowing that the phone I took a certain picture on is the same one in my hand when I’m taking a new picture. I like to compare their flaws, I like to know that I love them regardless of that and my having every version of a picture or operating system or hell, even a case, is enough to make me glad that I have them in the first place.
I’m loyal. Even if you’re doing something stupid, I’ll be with you to make sure you’ve learned something from this royally stupid mistake and even then, I won’t make fun of you for it, I’ll be glad that you tried something different and stayed true to yourself.
I like them shy I guess, the type that surprise you with how simple things make your day easier. They’re intuitive without needing to be shown.
A lot of Apple slander happened while I was debating phones, it sounded a lot like comparing partners. I defended Apple’s snobby elitism when it came to apps; I’d rather use who you trust than just let anybody into my life. It’s clean and fits without being eye catching. You notice it, do a double take and wonder how’d they get together. Much of what Samsung does is directly influenced by Apple so it’s like why are you doing the extra to get noticed? Samsung’s so big and bold and Apple is humdrum and simple. I’m simple. I’m boring actually, so it makes sense that I like the tried and true personality of an Apple versus the LOOK AT ME IM SO BIG I’M A BEAST bravado of the Samsung series. They’ve got a lot of great things going for them and I’m sure there will come a point where I really just don’t want to be using an Apple product anymore but again, the nostalgia, the comfort and knowledge that this phone was with you when you needed someone to talk to keeps me on the iPhone team.
I hated that the Samsung demanded I use my Gmail account to connect everything. Sure, you need an Apple ID but it asks you if you want to download things whereas with Google Play, all the things you do on your email gets shopped around and the phone just takes whatever it wants. You have to tell it to stop downloading things. I don’t want people to know that I spend way too much time on tumblr looking at gif sets of my OTP’s THAT IS MY TIME AND YOU DON’T GET TO SHARE IT!
I didn’t like that the Samsung told me I was stupid for not getting Swype or that my pictures needed to be enhanced somehow. I’m like, “sweetheart, you have a 16 megapixel camera, far better than any other phone in the market but I still see blotchy images that I have to fix in post. You’re not that good looking that I have to perform miracles on you okay? ”
Back to the relationship thing.
It terrified me walking around with this phone I didn’t know.
We were strangers on a first date, trying to get to know each other, being awkward. I asked what it liked to do and it told me, Ask Google. I asked if it liked taking pictures of cats and it said, ‘Sure yeah whatever we can do that’ I tried watching a movie on it and it was nice, we connected but we were silent, occasionally brushing fingertips in the popcorn and cringing at the contact. I changed the interface to closer resemble the iPhone, labeling my folders in the same quirky manner that I had with iPhone. It felt wrong somehow. I was making this phone more like me instead of it making me work and adapt and understand each other’s quirks.
At the end of the night, the Samsung kinda sat on my bed, big and bright, wanting me to play with it some more while my iPhone sat on an end table, quiet, stoic, understanding. I wound up Tweeting from my iPhone about how much I wasn’t enjoying Samsung, confessing to the main piece that you had one night with the side piece and it was awful. The iPhone was polite, listened and understood; it wasn’t personal, sometimes you just have to see the world to appreciate the beauty of your own front yard. I tossed and turned all night, checking on Sam and Black Widow to see who’d text me (I’d left the wifi on the iPhone on since the phone itself was disconnected) and no one said anything to me.
I work up this morning and called my carrier and cancelled the Samsung. The tech on the other line was surprised, almost shocked that I’d just bought this glorious masterpiece of tech and I was going back to the same old same old. She was understanding (I gave her a five rating for her service) and walked me through the process of one night stand with Sam. I’d have to go back to the store and tell them why Sam and I just weren’t going to work out.
I backed up Black Widow onto the Tardis, my Macbook Pro. My wallpaper the same one from an August concert with the one person I constantly communicate with (and with whom the double entendre of this post is for) my apps back where they belong and everything seemed to right itself. The simplicity of knowing that this relationship is just going to make sense because we make sense settled over me like the blanket I want my boo to cover me when it’s cold out. We read each other’s thoughts and know what the other needs without having to be explicit about it.
I’m back with my iPhone and who knows what the future holds, I just know as long as there is an outlet and I have a charging cable, I’ll trust where we’re going.
While Usher was sitting in a spin chair on The Voice, he left the lane wide open for other sexy men to infiltrate the musical bedrooms of young ladies. In that time we had Jason Derulo try to get us to “Talk Dirty” (curses, that sax hook is stuck in my head now) and never to be outdone Mr. Steal Your Girl, Trey Songz made us want to work out more with “Nana.” While Usher spends time reminding you why he is really that good, Trigga was released this week so he can bask in the juicy that is dirty sex and booze.
You didn’t tell me.
Now I’m going to listen to it.
Italics are lyrics.
Track 1 Cake
There are not enough songs about booty in the world.
Trap trap trap beats.
:30 I’m taken but I want you
: 48 You can’t have cake and eat it too
but aint that what you supposed to do?
Cake’s on the menu.
This song is about Cake. NOTHING ELSE. Trey obviously loves pastries.
Track 2 Foreign
We’re going on a sex adventure with Trey.
Colombia, France, Australia…
This is already better than Talk Dirty only because while naming it manages to convince you that other girls from other countries are hot, there is no sax loop to drive you insane and subsequently have your parents dance. Passports are important.
You know I had to cop that foreign.
Track 3 Na Na
This song was designed to blow out speakers and probably backs.
I think I already did and I’m alone at home.
Three tracks in and I think the goal is to have already gotten clothes off.
Track 4 Touchin, Lovin feat Nicki Minaj
Reunited with Nicki and the pre-chorus is a nod to R.Kelly/ Biggie’s Fuckin You Tonight.
The dirty old bitch that I am finds that endearing.
This is the ‘we’re in our underwear’ portion of the album.
IT IS ONLY TRACK 4.
2:40 Nicki bringing the fire, call 911. Lyrically, she’s just been impeccable since dropping that lame persona she picked up from Gaga.
Track 5 Disrespectful ft Mila J
Alright, we’re on a storytelling tip right now. Picture both of you cheating and neither of you caring about your significant other because HE’S WEARING YOUR MAN’S SLIPPERS BUT TRIGGA DON’T CARE.
This song is terrible with how real it is because there are people who really don’t give two shits about the side piece wearing the main piece’s things.
Also real catchy.
Track 6 Dead Wrong feat Ty Dolla $ign
All of these songs about hoes and clubs being disrespectful. Who hurt you Trey?
But the hoes gonna do what they want
Trey’s done a fantastic job of know where his strengths are and the production so far has really been complimentary to that ‘pre club, pre game’ crowd. Features have been solid so far.
Also, this is the hickey portion of the sexing theoretically happening to this album.
Track 7 All We Do
Welcome to the creep part of the album. Elastic snaps, slow delivery high snap snares. This is basically a slow mo video.
1:20 All we do is fuck drink and sleep.
I’m clearly in the wrong line of work.
Actually shocked that the bestie Drake isn’t on this track, this literally all he talks about.
All we do is let the hook repeat too often tho.
Track 8 Foreign Remix feat Justin Bieber
I want to skip this so badly…
:30 Dominican Puerto Rican yea they do it for me. *justin beieber
I WANT TO LIGHT MYSELF ON FIRE.
couldn’t do it. Gotta skip and the features were really good right until this happened. JESUS BE ANTI BACTERIAL GEL.
Track 9 Late Night feat Juicy J
Mike Will Made It production.
We’re telling time with more trap music and late night booty calls, which are the only ones anyone is interested in. If you’re calling for brunch sex, please ask elsewhere. Like the girlfriend you’re cheating on with the late night jump off.
At this point you’ve probably chilled a bit and are getting snacks but run back because Juicy J is on.
2:30 SHE RATCHET DIRTY DIANA.
Juicy J has been incredible with the pop culture references. People have actually had to explain the Jeffery Dahmer line in Dark Horse.
Track 10 SmartPhones
Starts with the buzz from a phone on a flat surface that makes you look for your own phone to make sure it’s not the bae…because you’re out cheating remember?
This is the track that makes you remember that cheating and drinking is bad so you want to say sorry and you find the right words using a Trey Songz song vs a say…Robin Thicke. You also will leave the lyrics to this on a FB status.
1:45 So if she heard it all. I’m all out of love tonight. I could say it was a joke but who am I kidding she ain’t slow.
He’s giving me Usher circa “Confessions” feelings right now.
Now I’m gonna say whatever it takes.
time is not on our side cause she’s waving goodbye goodbye
Smartphones dumb shit
Track 11 Yes, No Maybe
We’ve hit the part of the album where all that Mr Steal Your Girl’ing has gotten you caught in the feels and she’s going out and doing all that Ms. Steal Your Man thing that hoes do.
This is the song that’s about the fact that fidelity is difficult and people let each other be hoes while they hope they can get it out of their system just so they can get married but we all know the old saying, can’t make a ho a housewife but good luck with that
Dragged on too long.
Track 12 Y.A.S
Slow piano over trap snare.
:49 Guess I got used to hearing whatever I wanted to hear
Guess I got used to feeling like you were supposed to give it here
She ain’t got nothing good to say so she ain’t saying nothin.
Lot of dudes not listening to their ladies.
Y.A.S is an acronym for You Aint Shit.
THIS IS GENIUS.
This is the dress down track because she’s found the dude that’s actually not Trey (it’s actually Usher) and he’s much better. The butthurt sincerity is real and the track has taken a hilarious dramatic piano jab and it’s bordering into R.Kelly storytelling theatrics.
Track 13 Change Your Mind
The cute pop track that gets buried at the bottom of these albums because you don’t want to be THAT soft dude but the lady has to know you cuddle and wear matching Snuggies while watching Netflix. It’s 90s pop snap that someone young would’ve done to break into the scene.
Change my mind Trey, g’head
Track 14 What’s Best For You
The break up song.
Always buried at the end of the album after all the hoe-ing is done. There’s a sincerity in his delivery that really makes him stand out vocally. Again, another vintage sounding track with well produced layering and approach that kinda makes up for all the drinking we just did.
In case you’re keeping score, this is the part where the making out has stopped and you’re kinda in that cuddle mode.
Track 15 Love Around The World
We’re back to finding all the girls we met in the “Foreign” track because the passport is missing and can’t get back to the bae without it so we have to treat this like the Hangover and retrace our steps with makin love with all the ladies in the cities we’ve been and dig around the couch cushions for that passport.
I’ve made LOoooooove all around the world.
Pitbull better watch his back…Mr. Steal Your Girl might be Mr. Worldwide.
Track 16 I Know (Can’t Get It Back)
Violins and synths…this should be good.
:20 I never had time for you
This is why you went on your international plow festival?!
1:00 I’ve been living my life in these clubs
but but…you made me change my mind!!
These hoes ain’t loyal.
The violin loop is just the most right now.
Track 17 Mr. Steal Your Girl
We’ve reached the sensual part of the album where now we’ve learned that he’s not going to get back with the other girl so here we are about to do some nekkid stuffs because let’s face it, all that’s why pressed play on this album. KAY?
I’m glad we got to that point.
1:50 Let your man know that Mr. Steal Your Girl is back
I didn’t doubt it.
Overall, Trigga is one of those albums that you know Songz goes into the studio intending to deliver the goods…musically, boning is optional. It’s the album you listen to when you’re feeling a type of way (horny) and it may not hold up for overall listening a year from now simply because the material is almost a retread of his older work. Vocally he’s in his element and production wise he definitely succeeds in challenging the new school or urban r&b hierarchy since the seat seems to be vacated. A few tracks drag but they’re more for the DJs who will definitely use these tracks in the club…