I’ve been having a bad week. Just one of those weeks, ya know? And, it’s not often I voice my displeasure with my situations, but today is different. I’m tired, shit just happened, and I want this week to be over. In case you didn’t know, I listen to Tupac when I’m feeling the way I am right now. I’m not going to go on and discuss why I love Tupac or why I only listen to him when I’m like this.
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As with our last Random Reader Post, I asked one of our readers to send in any song they’d like to see on the site and I’d post it. This time it’s no different, well, except that this song is a bit more enjoyable than the last.
This is exactly why I love the internet and having a music site. I get to write about songs that I like, and I also get to listen to some new shit that I usually wouldn’t even find. For this post, we have Mod Sun. I had never heard of the dude
Valentine’s Day: The day has come; you either hate it or you love it. Personally, I don’t care much for the day. I absolutely love chocolate but only one past girlfriend has ever given me chocolate on V-Day and I just found out that (insert derogatory adjective starting with a “B”) has had sex with three of five of her best friends. Now ain’t that some shit. Then, I hear she’s still talking crap about me. I thought the whole point about breaking up was to move on? Eh, I guess some people never change, and, well to me, that’s why Valentine’s is just another day to either buy expensive flowers that die the next day, give cheap cards with generic quotes, or munch on all the chocolate one lonely soul can eat.
Well, I’m here to either save all of you losers and butt-wipes who treat Valentines as a Singles Awareness Day (S.A.D.). And to the (un-)lucky few who are boo’ed up, you’ll also get a treat. I have compiled a few tracks for the single fellas and ladies who wish they could hold someone special. Also, for those who think V-Day is a joke, I have a couple of tracks worth listening to that will get you through the night with a one-night stand or two. And, finally, a few of my all-time favorite cuddle-up songs for that special someone in your life (yuck!).
Okay, these songs are just random tracks that I thought of. I am by no means an expert on “love music” or setting the mood nor should these tracks be definite guide to any Valentine’s Day. Enjoy!
Life sure is a roller coaster of mixed emotions. You can be really happy at one point and take the risk on something hoping it’s the right decision. Then, out of nowhere, nothing makes sense whatsoever. The right choice becomes a daily question… Was this the right choice? What am I doing? Why is everything going so wrong? The single purpose of this post is to vent out some inner frustrations. “Let’s get out of this Country” is on repeat on my iTunes right now because it’s exactly how I
This is probably my most revealing post, yet. You guys know I’m pretty damn open about everything. So, my confession, my favorite boy band is . . . *N Sync! I don’t think this is a surprise; they are probably the greatest boy band ever behind the Backstreet Boys.
I remember while in elementary school, if you were a boy, you just weren’t allowed to openly sing along to *N Sync. The girls loved it but, as a boy, you just weren’t a man if you listened to them. Well, I’m much older, wiser, and appreciative of all music to say that I loved them then, and still do now. I mean, c’mon, I know every one of you reading this is having flashbacks of when you tried imitating the way they dressed, danced, and sing. You weren’t human if you didn’t get lost in Lance’s eyes or felt Justin’s smooth lips every time he smiled. Ha! I went too far with that one but you get the point.
Okay, I think I’m done creeping you guys out so here is my favorite song of all-time from *N Sync and a few others after the jump:
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I don’t usually say this, but . . . i’m a sucker for love. Okay, enough joking around. Many people don’t know me as the boyfriend-type. Hell, I don’t even consider myself a good boyfriend. I’m that guy who should take his own advice when it comes to relationships but my heart is too far up my ass to care. This post isn’t about me, nor will I ever show any love that isn’t aimed at Eliza Doolittle. This post is for the two lovebirds who need to come to terms