Drake. How does Wheelchair Jimmy go from big softie to acting like a guy from the streets with Young Money? His music is terrible, and he tries to act like he invented the singing/rapping style. There were a bunch of guys that did it before him. I'm glad Common is going at him hard. Punk. Anything by that punk, Curtis Jackson, otherwise known as 50. I hate how much of hypocrit he is in terms of making music. Plus, his music is terrible. Even Get Rich or Die Trying was overrated. Also, Nicki Minaj.
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I Don't understand the purpose of this damn song <iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8gyLR4NfMiI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> i do like karmins cover tho.
Necrobump for Maurizio Cattelan's new art world sensation Comedian, a banana duct-taped to the wall, which sold 3 times for over $120k a pop. Here's a random article on it: https://www.nytimes.com/2019/12/08/arts/design/banana-removed-art-basel.html The idea here is that even though that banana will rot, the owner will have a certificate of authenticity which essentially gives him permission to replace the banana and the duct tape as needed and it is still the same "art" the owner dropped a stupid amount of cash for. Now I must first preface by saying I think this is a stupid-ass bit of work. I get it, he's poking some fun at the art world and at himself. Here's an art critic's defense of the piece to that effect: https://www.nytimes.com/2019/12/08/arts/design/a-critics-defense-of-cattelan-banana-.html. Nevertheless, it's still a debauched indulgence of a lot of money for a joke. Nobody cares about the world of trading artifacts made be people famous for being famous except the people in it. What I do find artistically interesting about this artifact is this. You get a certificate and instructions with your banana and duct tape. When the buyer sells this art again, the new buyer doesn't want the banana he has on the wall but the certificate he has in the safe. The thing of value is just words printed on a page with perhaps a little border around it and the artist's signature. It's just a log of the meta-properties of an art piece -- like what a call log is to a phone conversation. People might still be trading around this certificate 20 years from now (though I honestly doubt it'll still have any value by then) without anyone ever having a stupid banana taped to a wall. I like looking at paintings for how they make me feel and what they make me think, to puzzle to assign meaning to the things I see -- but this artifact doesn't exist, it's just words on a slip of nice card stock to memorialize a joke from 2019.
