Okay, it’s ab the aftermath of an event from ‘05, was released in ‘08, but it took til ‘09 for “right now we just ridin’ on love, a shot in the dark” to cut through my defenses and “they don’t want us to see but we already know” to register w/ me as Us, like a post-Katrina “won’t get fooled again.” So sue me, I’m slow! Amidst the run-on raps and forays into rock and hard-to-find mixtapes that never sound as good as the critical hype would have you believe, Lil Wayne is still now and then able to make his ridiculously vein boasting sound essential. And then dismissed as Justin Timberlake’s dorky sitcom Canadian cousin by people who should know better, Robin Thicke has made the best blue-eyed soul-sexy-lover’s rock-RnB of the last decade. Together, they’re butter and toast. Post-intellectual, post-cynicism. Obama wins the Presidency, the Saints win the Superbowl, what comes next for a hope and a prayer? We could use some Big Easy right about now, no?
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