Backshot Heard Round the World


Insecure season 2 kicked off on Sunday and…

Wow. Wow. Wow.

Issa Rae is truly a treasure.

So season one: We get to know Issa’s world. Her friends, her relationship, and the dynamics of both. Even though Insecure was becoming its own thing, I couldn’t help but compare it to Awkward Black Girl, an ABG 2.0, if you will.

But now, in season 2, Insecure definitely feels like its own entity. Where each of the characters has a niche in the world that they occupy and cope with.

Shout out to Dustin from The Friend Zone podcast! When I saw his face in the trailer, I screamed like a boy band stan and I’m not ashamed of it.

Issa’s out here dating, trying to get back into the swing of things after her break up with Lawrence. But dating, quite honestly, is much. She’s doing that “where are you from/what do you do” bullshit and I was cringing for her.

Meanwhile life don’t stop and Molly, Issa’s bestie, finds out this white nigga makes more than her at the law firm that they’ve both been at for the same amount of time. I get my life when she checked that bitch at the dinner party and reminded Trevor (or whatever the fuck) of his white and male privilege.

She’s still not fully feeling this therapy shit yet though.

And last but not least, Lawrence.

I really don’t know how to feel about him yet. I really don’t.

He trash as fuck for leaving that raggedy ass shirt in the closet and taking the pillow. And him and that girl Tasha… I just…

She needs to sit the fuck down somewhere.

Of course, the fun didn’t end with the season premiere. The internet and its commentary made for lots of fun.

Say what you want about Charlemagne, but the nigga is good for a laugh.

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I see where his allegiance lies. Typical.

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All in all – that was a damn good premiere. In the coming weeks, I look forward to Issa’s hoe-ventures and hang-ups. This is gonna be a wild one.

Buckle up.

And still, we make shit lit

As if Twitter weren’t already dope, here come this dude to reignite the party.

The “Super Thread.”

So this guy has designed various thread scenarios in which you’re placed in a situation and have to choose one of two options every time the thread gives you a choice as to how to proceed.

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And honestly, I got more enjoyment out of the sidebar convos that came out this than the actual threads themselves.


It’s an interesting concept, really. Another internet wormhole to occupy my time. I fuck with this so much that’d I’d spend the coin to see this on a larger scale. I can see this being adapted and utilized in some way.

I feel such a sense of community on the internet, sometimes. Like anything, the internet can be a place for the ign’ant, the negative, and the downright foolish, but sometimes, somebody decides to do some cool shit.

And the human race is better for those people.


Not an Album Review

Honestly, I can’t say I have ever called myself a Jay-Z fan.

His was a wave that I missed, as fate would have it, and I never really got into it.

And I’ve heard shit about Jay-Z being a top pick for the hip hop heads of the internet. How innovative he was, how he sold drugs then turned to rap and just fucked the game up, how he married the baddest bitch, Queen Beyonce – yeah, I peeped the resume and still, I wasn’t a believer.

But this shit right here.

This shit right here.

This shit right here.

This album is being touted as Jay’s Lemonade. I think that’s a pretty accurate summation of this record.

And for the same reasons I loved Lemonade, I love 4:44.

I think it’s a beautiful thing when people show that they’re human. It’s becoming an increasingly prevalent habit for us to forget it. Jay’s made the transition – in my catalog – from a figure to a full form human being.


I’m not lost on Jay’s ability to produce a banger. I saw a couple of his videos on 106 & Park when I would sneak and watch it as a young, black tot.

The production on this album though! It’s amazing.

To paraphrase Anthony Fantano, the internet’s busiest music nerd, this album kind of sounds like it could’ve been released on Stone’s Throw records.

And Jay isn’t on that typical get-money-fuck-bitches tip that I’ve come to know him for. He actually talked about someone other than himself for a good chunk of the project. Blue, Bey, his mother, his marriage, his thoughts, his feelings, legacy.

I just admire growth. And to that, I say kudos to Mr. Carter.

I gotta say, he really surprised me with this.

*throws up the rock*



It’s July. That means the year is basically over.

Like if you haven’t put those New Year resolutions into effect yet, 2017 is halfway gone, sis, and clearly this time is waiting on no one.

Personally, this year’s been good to me. I’ve actually accomplished things so. I traveled. I’ve held down a job for six months now. I have a home that I can afford the rent on. I’ve got more travel plans before the year’s out. And I even got to shoot my own web series (details TBA).

All in all, this being-a-responsible-adult shit ain’t half bad when you’re on your shit.

My mom says that by July, the year’s basically done anyway. The time just fly’s by. School starts back, business picks up at the job, and the days just bleed into one another.

On the bright side, I only have one more semester of college left.

This life ain’t been no crystal stair.

If I could do it over again, I think it’d be a hard pass for me, honestly. I’m still not convinced I’ve gotten my money’s worth.

College isn’t all that bad, sometimes, but most times, it’s a crock of shit.

Here’s to new adventures and pursuits.

More life. More blessings.

Are you ready? I am.

Still Processing…

At the top of this year, I really thought Netflix was starting to find a groove with their original content. That last season of Orange is the New Black aside, they had some nice selections.

I really got into The Get Down. After asking around, I gathered that there weren’t too many people that I knew who enjoyed the show, so I binge watched the first season on my own with a few pints of Talenti. The thing that hooked me was the historical fiction-y aspect of the story.

The gist of the story – the beginning and proliferation of hip hop as a culture – was historically accurate but the characters were amalgamations and variations of people real and made up.

Shaolin Fantastic was a badass character, but to my knowledge there was never a real MC called Shaolin Fantastic.

I get that the budget might’ve been a bit hefty. And evidently, Bas Luhrmann was committed enough to it to keep it going. But damn.

Then they cut Sense 8.

Here y’all go with this insufficient budget excuse. It’s been done before. Commit bitch. There are people counting on knowing what the fuck is going to happen with the Sense 8s now that Whisper’s is creeping up on them again.

How do you cancel the show on a cliff hanger?! – The unmitigated gaul.

I actually tried it with this season of OITNB. Not a fan. That shit’s over.

Now that’s one that Netflix could actually let go.

How Do I Measure the Time?

In episodes of The Read, quite honestly.

I really feel like they’ve perfected this podcast shit. Like they’re funny, witty, intelligent and just plain relatable. And don’t let both of them come in the studio fucked up – GOLD. I think I discovered the show around this time last year and ever since, I have to get my fix every week.

Fury said he was in Jamaica this week and that the episode wouldn’t come out til Friday, instead of their established Thursday release date. I had a four hour drive back to Oxford on Thursday. Now what was I going to do to kill the time?

Listen to old episodes, of course.

In the past year, I’ve branched out into that whole LSN conglomerate. The Friend Zone, Combat Jack, Gettin’ Grown – I really enjoy all the content.

It’s really something I’m really excited to see grow and flourish.

It’s to the point where I’m either listening to music or listening to podcasts, truly and honestly.

How do you speak to me when I have headphones in? Don’t.