the tourist
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Finally got around to Lasers by Lupe Fiasco. Already one of my favorite hip-hop albums after 3 spins today.
I liked everything else. But SBS acoustic was just sad, somehow. It reminded me of - I think it was LM and me awhile back joking about them doing an unplugged casino tour someday (I think LM's joke was The Fly Unplugged). It also seemed like it was so late in the show that people were starting to leave, and that Lady Gaga was the highlight of the show, and then they brought out Bono & Edge when people were already tired and yawning and starting to leave. It had a sad quality even though I enjoyed the set and applaud them for doing something different.
A Man & A Woman was pretty amazing, I have to say.
the tourist said:Finally got around to Lasers by Lupe Fiasco. Already one of my favorite hip-hop albums after 3 spins today.
If I didn't know Lupe's background, yeah that album would be great compared to the sea of mainstream crap, and there are some tracks I dig I lot (Words I Never Said, State Run Radio, etc.) but I want deep cutting edge Lupe back.
One of your favorites of the week?
Tryin' to Throw Your Arms Around the World is an amazing song live. Edge's simple but effective guitar playing makes that song, which is oddly missing on the admittedly subpar studio version.
But I like the fact that despite Achtung Baby being what it is, most of the songs are much, much better live, containing some amazing parts that aren't there on the album (mostly related to Edge's soloing).
Last night was playing softball with Peefer and iYup...
Hot jams will now be pumped.
Well, my brain has taught me a lesson. Thought about scaling back the amount of time I spend on interference, but no. The past two nights I've had dreams about you people. First night was me, IWB, and GAF watching Pirates Of The Caribbean. Why? I don't know. Last night was playing softball with Peefer and iYup versus Scumbo, Laz, and Impy, despite the fact that I'm completely useless at sports.
To put it quite simply: Get out of my head. All of you.