Pink Friday

The day miss Minaj has been relentlessly counting down to on Twitter has finally arrived. I must admit I have been looking forward to it loads, I think Nicki Minaj is one of the most (if not THE most) exciting artists at the moment. She just lights up any track she's featured on with her incredible verses and startling animation. 


However, I was kind of worried she wouldn't be able to hold her own. On Usher's "Lil' Freak" and will.i.am 's "Check it out" her genius is exceptional. Yet, on her most recent solo efforts, "Your love" and "Massive attack" she is err, well, a bit rubbish. 


Pink Friday really delivers though, thank God. Minaj's first track is titled "I'm the best", and I am inclined to believe her. The album is simply fantastic, every track is fresh, and you won't find yourself skipping any. Her sometimes disturbingly aggressive persona in "Romans Revenge" and "Did it on em'" is contrasted perfectly with the vulnerability portrayed in "Right thru me" and "Dear old Nicki."


Cant wait to learn every word. Go Buy. 










Peace out barbies. (Sorry, couldn't resist.)

Royal Engagement

My dad says the noise I made about this today made me look like a royalist. I am not, I hasten to add. But neither can I be arsed to be a Republican. I just love news like this. You know, light hearted news that although of course might not be the most important news in the world, but makes a change from depressing doom and gloom of the usual headlines. I also love how something as fairytale as a Royal Wedding can rip through twitter in a matter of seconds and become the most read bbc story is a flash. This is not a right-wing-i-love-the-monarchy-and-privilege political view, I just think it's nice. 


There has been an outburst from all the miserable sods out there about taxpayers money and unwarranted coverage. Thinking that this wedding will be bad for the UK economy and the UK tax payer is just, well, thick. The amount of worldwide hype surrounding this wedding will do wonders for tourism, and generate far more money than it will cost us.


And for those thinking it is some sort of Tory plot to cheer everyone up from the cuts..."Just like Thatcher organised the marriage of Charles and Di when she was unpopular...and Ted Heath made Princess Anne get hitched" ...to seriously believe a conspiracy theory like that you have to be weird/alone/mentally challenged/sexually frustrated. 


To be fair, the whole celebration of the institution of marriage...talk about family background etc etc makes me cringe. But, whatever. I mean, generally I am notorious for being opposed hereditary privilege but I think these guys pay a big enough price for the luxuries they have. 


I am looking forward to it. So shhhh you depressing bastards. 




Peace out. 

Eliza Doolittle

So, last night I had the pleasure of watching Eliza Doolittle perform live at my student union. Despite a poor turn out on our part (probs less than a 100 :s) it was highly enjoyable and Miss Doolittle didn't seem to mind/notice. Thus far this term my saturday nights have pretty much been x-factor orientated - so naturally I had forgotten how effortless an amazing professional performance can seem. 

Instead of sticking to her lesser known album tracks for the bulk of the set, Eliza covered Cee Lo Green's F**k You and sang her recent BBC Radio One live lounge cover of Labrinth's "Let the Sun Shine", along with her hits "Skinny Genes" "Pack-Up" and "Rollerblades."  

Wearing her trademark short shorts and cutely swanning about stage there is definitely something about Miss Doolittle. But with slightly quirky female singer-songwriters being two a penny just now - you cannot be sure of her staying power. I wish her all the best. Sweet gal, and I recommend her live. 

Peace out. 

Diana Vickers - My Wicked Heart (Official Video)

What the hell is she saying?

Also, Shakira copycat.

Also, Under the Bridge?

Fecking catchy though.

Music Therapy

The guy who couldn't quite commit. 

The guy who completely screwed you over.

The guy you can't get enough of. 

The girl who can't get enough of your man. 

The girl who stole your man. 

The cheat. 

The copycat. 

The one who got away. 

Finding the "yes-i-can"

The one. 

Forget thousands of £'s on therapy. All you need is a decent pair of speakers and a hairbrush. 




Peace out. 

Stress.

What am I going to do with my life? Where am I going to live next year? Am i going to maintain my current degree classification? What the hell is my actual dissertation argument?