I don’t know what or who possessed my computer today, but out of thousands and thousands of songs, over the course of only two or three hours, Shalamar came up not once, not twice, but three times in the iTunes shuffle. Okay, granted, I am the one who put the Shalamar into the computer in the first place, however I did this mainly in case of an emergency like overdosing on Mobb Deep. When “Dead Giveaway” started up, I just had to shut the whole thing down. Thus, tonight’s entry is what it is.
Though I must say, “Take That To The Bank” or “Make That Move” can really refresh your palate.
You know, it’s easy to talk about your “Gucci sweater”, or “Bathing Ape kicks”, but the flygreen socks? Granted, Rick built up to the socks with the Polo cologne and Bally shoes, nonetheless, I appreciate the confidence and self-possession of one who can really dig a pair of no-name green socks. That’s what I’m talking about.
“I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem. Full of knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome. I’m kind of young, but my tongue speaks maturity. I’m not a child, I don’t need nothing for security.”
