Y’all, listen. I may not have class on Fridays anymore, but I’m tired of waking up disheveled because of the stress Shonda has caused me on Thursday nights. Therefore, I am starting a petition and setting up headquarters for my #StopShondaStress2015 campaign. I need signatures and volunteers so now is not the time to let your stress overcome you, it is time to take action. It should be a crime to snatch so many edges without permission as Shonda has over the past several years.
Welcome to another edition of my De-stress Session! I’m sure you all, like me, have to replace your mugs this week because you’ve realized that the tea Shonda Rhimes spilled this episode was more than your minuscule cup and saucer could handle.
I was simply outdone by the amount of uncomfortable truths that the light was shed on this week, but I’ll be the first to say, we needed that truth to be brought forward. Some people in this world need it more than others but that’s just not any of my business.
Before I begin, I must admit that I was so close to having an incomplete review tonight but my very good and loyal friend, Sierra who is in Tampa, saved my life and assisted in the snatching of my edges tonight. Thank you, Lord, for good friends who would rather you be snatched by Shonda than live life wondering what it would be like if you had been.
Ladies and gentlemen, if there was ever a time we as Gladiators needed to rally around one another, it is now.
We have just experienced the biggest run around the fictional political world has ever seen. Never in my life have I been more stressed about a relationship that has absolutely nothing to do with me than I am about Olivia Pope and Fitzgerald Grant.
I am fed up. I know y’all are too. I’m gonna try and get through this as best as I can but I’ve had enough.
R&B singer and TV personality Tamar Braxton is renowned for her always hilarious meme-worthy one-liners and facial expressions. But after releasing her fourth studio album Calling All Lovers October 2, the songstress expresses a more profound side of herself with a 16-track CD shouting with passion and vocal strength.
In a heartfelt salute to Braxton’s past relationships, the Grammy-nominated musician said the album was inspired by boyfriends she dated before she met record-producer and husband Vincent Herbert.
Warning: Do NOT listen to this album in public. It will give you ALL the feels.
This one is simple. Anyone ever scorned by a beyond trifling beau can relate to this album. Have you ever known a guy who just stopped calling one day and left you feeling embarrassingly insecure? Yup, this is for you. Have you ever unnecessarily put someone on a pedestal, intensely swearing your loyalty to them forever? Hop on board. Have you ever vowed to yourself never to let a dude even look your direction ever again because you know your presence is a reward in itself and he was undeserving. Welcome, welcome.
Sunday night, when most people were getting ready to take on Monday morning, and students are doing last minute assignments due by midnight; two of the hottest hip hop artists broke the internet. Social media world received word that the mixtape everyone anticipated would drop on iTunes at 8pm. Drake and Future collaborated on What a Time to Be Alive, which was recorded in an Atlanta studio, produced by the great Metro Boomin.
After Dirty Sprite 2, the music world hailed it as the “post-breakup” fire expected from Future. His split with the singer, Ciara, did wonders for his music career, as the success from his album ushered him back into the limelight. Meanwhile, Meek Mill did something similar to Drake’s career. While most of his diehard fans may argue Drake didn’t need the extra boost to begin with, his beef with the Philly rapper had the music world buzzing. His diss tracks “Charged Up” and “Back to Back” had everyone choosing him in the “Meek or Drake” battle. Both Drake and Future’s recent success created an instant hype about this project.
Fans expected it to be the mixtape of the year. Their styles are completely different, so why the hype about the collab? We almost got a sneak peek at what WATTBA would be like in the single “Where Ya At” on DS2. The track is undeniably hot and has listeners knowing the lines verbatim.
So here’s the big question. Did the ‘tape live up to the hype?
Last night, FOX premiered its pilot episode of Rosewood, a comedy-drama focused on a private pathologist named Dr. Beaumont Rosewood Jr. (Morris Chestnut), who helps law enforcement solve crimes through his close to perfect autopsy skills. Though its pilot was far from awful, Rosewood turned out to be what many viewers feared it would: a mundane show not even Morris Chestnut’s chocolatey goodness and a perfect time slot can save.
If this year’s Art Attack said anything of the beautiful campus and people at the University of Maryland, it’s that Terps know how to turn up. No matter the artist or the song, Xfinity Center’s audience on Friday night was about as fired up as they had been after beating Wisconsin basketball back in February.
The crowd was in it from the start, immediately jumping into a unique set from Battle of the Bands winner, The Orthobox. The one man show was all but orthodox, beat-boxing in a way that incorporated dubstep, pop music, and hip-hop beats. Regardless of his unusual genre, everyone on the floor was down to dance to whatever odd noises and sounds came out of the man’s mouth. This was only evidence of what was to come, however, as the crowd would continue to grow in size, volume, and energy throughout the night.
And then came Logic. In his homecoming show, the up-and-coming Maryland native was entertaining, confident, and lively, making for an awesome performance. The young rapper certainly felt at home, rapping through his discography as his local fans were able to rap along with him. At one point, he even brought Testudo on-stage, which was was sure to bring the crowd to another level.
The set had two distinctive highlights. The first song, “Alright,” is one where Logic sounds more like a Big Sean or Drake than the mixtape rapper that he was no more than a year ago. On-stage, it felt like I wasn’t at a Logic concert, but instead at the show of a more established rapper. This was his strongest moment on Friday night, but it was “Under Pressure” that was the most entertaining. This is where Logic really went in, aggressively spitting into the mic as the crowd bumped with him, beat by beat through what is my personal favorite Logic song. He exhibits his phenomenal flow on “Under Pressure,” and it made for a great live act.
The Chainsmokers were my favorite performers at Art Attack. To be fair, I will lose myself at any EDM show and The Chainsmokers are no exception, but from an objective standpoint, I can still say that the Xfinity Center was no more live for anything else than it was for their top-track, “Kanye.” The Chainsmokers’ mix moved from genre to genre, playing some of the New York duo’s original music, like “Kanye” and “Selfie,” while also mixing in whatever else sounded good. And it all sounded good.
By the end of their show, all the jumping and arm-moving and singing had left the crowd about three-times as tired as they were before the set had began, but I think I can speak for everyone else at Art Attack when I say that the raging was definitely worth it.
Coming into the night, I had only low expectations for Jessie J. Did I wish it was Juicy J? Yes. And do I like the song “Bang Bang”? No, not at all. But what the young artist was able to do on-stage truly did surprise me. She was more energetic than anybody else had been that night, including the fans. She hopped and danced around the stage and was solidly entertaining. And I also forgot that she wrote “Domino,” so that helped her too. Not to say that I had a “great time” watching Jessie J, but I can’t imagine any other pop star would do much better (besides Miley Cyrus).
Maybe it would have been in SEE’s best interest to end the show with The Chainsmokers, seeing that the end of their set drained both the energy and size of the crowd. But either way, I have to give it to Jessie J for getting me to dance to songs as poppy as hers are.
All in all, Art Attack XXXII was better than I had expected, and the crowd was one of the best that I’ve ever seen. A school concert is special because it brings the school together, allows everybody to have fun around one common thing – music. Were Logic, The Chainsmokers, and Jessie J the three acts that I could have asked for? No, the furthest thing from it. But together they put on an exciting and spirited show in front of a great group of people known as #TerpNation.
Listen, y’all. I am hurt. I’m disgusted, mortified, traumatized, and confused. I know y’all are too.
I know if you all are like me, you are currently debating on calling the FCC to demand an answer for this threat to sanity being allowed to infiltrate our television airways every Thursday, and writing a strongly worded and emotionally loaded email to Shonda Rhimes asking how she could put us through the stress we encountered in this episode. Especially in the final two minutes.
Although I actually fell off my couch this week and I am still struggling to sort through my emotions, I still have to get you all through the foolishness of this episode.
Bear with me, good people, as the struggle ensues.