I've heard bits and pieces of Matisyahu's stuff, although I missed my shot at seeing him live a while back. He seems very cool, and good.
Oliver ,'Conviction (1)'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Mmm. Busta.
I think the "run to me" has stronger impact in a scenario where the partner is asking to be a friend too -- which is clearer when a guy sings it, and muddier if not invisible when it's a woman singing it.
I need my gender transgression man.
It's amazing what makes a song worth $1 and what makes it not.
I'm sadly impulsive this way. I have to tell myself to back off, and sometimes just buy the damned CD.
Pass the Courvoisier
Which, in my LJ land, came to be known as "Pass the liquor I can't spell."
I'm sadly impulsive this way.
I'm sadly very very stingy.
Someone told me Matisyahu was on Jimmy Kimmel once too. Anyway, I've always liked earlier TLC like "Ain't Too Proud (To Beg)".
Pass the Courvoisier
Now I'm earwormed with Gin & Juice.
Timelies all!
Happy Birthday sumi!
Argh...am having a bit of aggravation with Netflix at the moment. One of the disks I have out is unplayable past a certain point. I went online, told them the problem, and sent them back the disk. Replacement disk arrived today...and it's the wrong disk. It's not even a disk from my queue. grumph.(This is not helping my tension any.)
The first TLC album was killer. Back when they dressed like crazy people and Left Eye wore a condom in her Dwayne Wayne flip up glasses. Good times.
And now I'm earwormed with Gin and Juice, which is unfortunately battling it out with Coldplay and that's a mash up nobody needs.
I prefer hard-abbed silk-clad TLC myself, although the initial iteration was fun.
Whatever happened with their reality show? Did they find an L?
I have heard of Matisyahu because he was profiled in an article by Deborah Caldwell, called "Yo! Or is it Oy?" (I think it was the New York Times, but I forget.) It was really an article about the mix-and-match urban culture environment, and a Matisyahu sighting was the opening scene.
It is also the third-funniest partly-Yiddish title I've seen, after the non-fiction book Boychiks in the Hood (about Hasidim in New York) and "Shvitz! The Yiddishe workout" (a video for learning Yiddish, or possibly aerobics, or both, and might be apocryphal).