If you know me than you know that I LOVE Chromeo's music. The duo's retro-disco-dance-electro-funk sound makes me boogy in my Frogskin Oakley's & skater vans. Not so badass of me is it? That's a rhetorical question.
I consider myself to be an open lover. This is my flaw and my greatest advantage, but like all lovers we leave ourselves open for heartache. Its kinda like going fishing in your church suit, be prepared to fuck it up in some way. My last relationship which lasted a few years shot down my notorious ego, thus approaching new women feels like jumping 100 hurdles instead of just simply having a conversation. "Damn what did this girl do to him" you may be thinking.... eventually I'll tell you guys when I'm ready. Its a new semester in college and I'm a free bird, yet I havent mingled or met anyone yet, well except this one girl who's absolutly gorgeous, but I was too pussy to ask for her number, this has happened several times. We'll even talk about sh*t for hours, but I cant get over that last hurdle, I can't form the words "whats your number?" out of my mouth. I think she's caught on and doesn't even look my way when we're in class anymore, I've even made a few comments towards her and she brushes it off now. WTF! YUP I FAILED. If I was in the NFL i'd make the world's record for most fumbles, I loose more balls then a castration office. These days she just passes me by, and all I can ask myself is how long will i remain a lonely nerd. That really sucks.
It seems Youtube has a new trend...taking awful yet popular short videos and remaking them. I have to admit although it may be unoriginal it is very fuckin hilarious.
I'm pro-good ass music. You can call me weird for being diverse, but I really dont give a damn if hip-hop is dead or alive...because MUSIC will live forever. So enjoii this funky auto-tone treat from Wallpaper...and if you don't like it, buy a 1986 Run DMC album & shut the f*ck up.
