Gotta love Warren G.

Regulaaators!  Mount up!

The 90s did bring us a few good things: NAFTA, the World Wide Web, a free Nelson Mandela, Seinfeld, Nirvana … and good old fashioned hip hop.  More specifically, Warren G.     

VanityFair.com features an interview with him (read it here), which I couldn’t help but think has to be one of the most honest, humorous celebrity interviews I’ve read in a long time.  Combining financial insights and Cristal, kudos to Warren and contributing writer Eric Spitznagel, and here are some of my favorite parts:

VF: So that’s why Chrysler is bankrupt? Their cars don’t have enough leg-room for dancing?

WG: At all! (Laughs.) It’s a trip. You know that little bitty car they sell, the electric car that’s real small? You can’t even fart in that car.

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VF: What are your thoughts on health care reform? Is it really just socialism in disguise?

WG: You know what, man? I couldn’t even tell you. I just know they need to fix it, period. Let Obama do his thing.

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I don’t know if you get this a lot, but when white people over a certain age hear the name Warren G, their first reaction is usually “Do you mean Warren G. Harding?” I assume there’s no connection.

Naw, man! That’s absurd. I’m Warren Griffith the Third. I ain’t named after nobody named Harding.

So you’re never like, “I wanna give a shout-out to the Budget and Accounting Act of 1921, bitches!”

Hell no! I don’t even know who the fuck Warren G. Harding was.

Inglourious Basterds and a …

We had the pleasure of checking out Q. Tarantino’s latest film, Inglourious Basterds.  And by pleasure, I mean 153 minutes that included smart and funny dialogue, Brad Pitt, drinking games, the girl from the National Treasure movies, shoot ‘em ups, and an incredible performance by Austrain-born Christoph Waltz - just to name a few things that kept my attention.  In fact, I didn’t look at my watch phone once.  Cheers to Tarantino!!  And what’s more, I took my mom to see this movie!!  Despite the Nazi-scalping and multiple f-bombs being dropped, I think she liked it  

In other news, I saw this picture of Jon Gosselin and had to post it:

I can’t even type what I really think when I see this, but I think it rhymes with ‘drool.’  Hahahaha! 

One love

It’s true.  We’re addicted to music.  And, I love when we get to see it LIVE. 

  

We headed South to Revolution a couple of weeks ago to tune into some sweet reggae plus some.  Opening acts were local faves The Resolvers as well as Zaki Ibrahim who belted out neo-soul, which was a nice surprise.  But, the main course was Mishka and he sounded as sweet and melodic as he does on our stereo at home!

This weekend we stayed closer to home stopping by Respectables Street Cafe on Clematis.  (Clematis was in full effect as O’Sheas closed the street down to celebrate their 15th Anniversary!)  Respectables was bringing in some local talent, Spread the Dub, who did a great dub rendition of Men at Work’s The Land Down Under   And, the main talent was reggae master - straight from Jamaica – Yellowman.  It’s funny, you watch the opening act, then you watch the main – and there’s no denying why the order is the way it is.  There’s no denying a professional!

Sad, sad, sad

I’m still in shock.  The world is crying.  Ed McMahon.  Farrah Fawcett.  And Michael Jackson, the King of Pop.  I can’t say for certain, but I think the Afterlife just got funnier, sexier and musically enhanced x 1000.  Rest in peace.