Sunday, November 6, 2016

Patrice Rushen- Feels So Real (1984)

The connection honestly feels so real when he smiles in my direction and hands me my change, but I have to keep my head on straight in the off-chance that he really does just want me to enjoy my coffee and have a great day.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Whodini- The Freaks Come Out At Night (1984)

I don't know if it's because I was raised in the inner-city, but I always grew up thinking that the freaks came out whenever they damn well please.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Kashif- Stone Love (1983)

The problem with dating as a regular weed smoker is that sometimes, I'm not sure if the person I'm with is super funny and interesting and special, or if I just held that last b-rip in a little too long before I left the house.

p.s. RIP Kashif. Thanks for the music. 

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Fat Larry's Band- Looking For Love (1979)

Though I consider myself a strict atheist, the fact that I'm a sneakerhead that can also fit into children's sizes means that someone in the universe is looking out for me.

Sunday, September 18, 2016

GQ- Lies (1980)

If I could lie to the world half as well as I lie to my doctor when he asks if I put q-tips all the way into my ears, I'd be running this shit by now.

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Tony Jackson- Steppin' Out On The Groove (1983)

I think that the average 80's sitcom relied far too heavily on all of it's fatherless children to have some sort of "dad stepped out to get some milk and never came back" storyline, because when I was a kid, there wasn't a single time that my dad tried to leave the house by himself where I wasn't awfully suspicious of his motives.

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Freddie James- Don't Turn Your Back On Love (1982)

In an interesting turn of events, the first time I ever actually wrote the word "duck" in a text was today, and it auto-corrected itself to "dick". It's like my auto-correct needed to put a personal touch onto my sentence, and knows me well enough to know that "duck" is a word I'd typically never actually mean to type.

Saturday, January 9, 2016

GQ- I Love The Skin You're In (1980)

This week I officially enter my mid-thirties: a time that involves a lot less political conversation, and a hell of a lot more skincare, than I ever, ever expected.

Friday, December 11, 2015

Final Edition- We're Moving On (1980)

I really hate moving, but the official escape from the chicken soup-smelling hallway and general dickery of the building I am currently in totally justifies the week of miserable hard-ass labor.

p.s. There is like one hundred million great synth lines in this song, and the bass line is dope as fuck, so please listen on headphones!

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Shotgun- Falling In Love (1980)

It's hard to believe, in 2015, that dues are still falling for the sexy decoys on the Maury. Like, have you never stayed home from work sick for the day, man? Scratch that, have you ever even had a job that took you away from daytime TV? Nowadays, getting tricked by the Maury Show is on the same level as truly believing that a Nigerian prince is e-mailing you to front him some cash.