For almost 10 years, starting my last year in high school, I had to stop using music as my alarm and resort to the horrendous beep-beep-beep of the alarm clock. The reason was that I started having regular dreams about listening to music, caused by my alarm clock/stereo going off, but I would never wake up. It didn't matter how loud I set it, I would just dream about listening to loud music at a concert or something. My first week at a new job, I woke up to the phone ringing. As I stumbled to the phone and answered it, I was vaguely aware that my stereo was on far too loud to be able to hear the person on the phone. I shouted at the caller to hold on, went and turned off the music, then found out that the caller was a woman from the temp agency asking if I was planning on showing up to my assignment that day. I can't imagine what she thought about me being over an hour late to work and clearly spending that time listening to music loud enough to wake the neighbors across the street, and I still have no idea how the phone ringing in the next room woke me up but Rage Against the Machine screaming out of my speakers did not.
The production is pretty good, his flow is decent, but his voice is annoying and his lyrical content is absolute garbage. I get that alot of hip hop isn't mentally stimulating from a lyrical perspective, but if the hook and verses are only about you smoking good weed with a bad bitch, at least have something to grab me and pull me in. You take some mediocre but famous rapper like 2 Chainz and nobody is gonna confuse him with Nas or Kendrick Lamar, but he has presence on the track and grabs you. This was just pedestrian. Props to the dude for going after it though...
Why do I always come up with the great ideas too late? I saw a photo of people waiting in line for the new iPhone and thought about how funny it would be to go down the line counting people then stop at some person and tell them there weren't enough phones for anyone after that point in line. I'd wear a tie to look official and I'm old, so nobody would question me. Can you imagine the uproar? Just wait until the iPhone 7 comes out.
Apparently I am like Matthew Fox to my wife in her dreams. Sometimes she relents from me because I was a complete monster to her...inside her imagination. Why do women (and only women) do this?
iSuck Stop there. Don't tell them anything, yet. Just count, don't stop at 50 or whatever - stop at like 73, or something random. Carry a clipboard or tablet computer, say "annnnd seventy-three. Hmmph." and then make a mark on your notes. Give person number 74 a discouraging look, like "sorry." Wait for them to ask, then respond with "Mmm, well, I'm not really authorized to say. But, there may be a limit." Then, when they get all huffy, you just say "Well, I'm not going to tell you there's a limit. I'm just going to say that a lot of people here are going to be disappointed." You haven't lied or anything . . .
I don't mind presenting what our department does to a bunch of sales people - but you REALLY want a 30 minute Regulatory Affairs presentation at 8:30 on the Friday morning after the Thursday night wine mixer? I suspect that may have been poorly scheduled.
They installed security cameras at the warehouses recently and, unfortunately, the monitor faces my desk. It's like the world's least interesting reality show, but I'm fucking mesmerized.
Definitely. It's easy to shit on this kind of thing (lyrics are unoriginal, video was a bit plain... probably done on a budget though, so not bad), but a lot of work went in to making that finished product. I bet his next one will be quite a bit better better. I do think it's a little ridiculous how the message in those types of songs is always "I'm awesome at everything and nobody does it like I do, watch out for me." Either accomplish something first so you can brag about an actual thing, or find something else to say. Oh well. Also, all the weed smoking lines are hilarious. As if you have to be a real OG badass to handle smoking a lot of pot. LoudPack, I will smoke you under the table while wearing my Star Wars pyjamas and sipping on apple juice.