… like a Carmel-ite’s facelift.
Download IceIce Box (no, not Omarion). Kinetik, the prophetic.
I missed N.E.R.D. Monday night at the Vogue, but I’ll share pics if Mr. Soul Sincere ever uploads them. Word is, this is a show worth seeing. I’ll get to see it in an arena this summer, but I can only imagine the energy in a small venue.
****UPDATE***** Show re-cap is up HERE ***********
But, like my man said in a text March 16th, “… No coincidences in life. The world is yours.” I was meant to stay home Monday night. People tend to come into your life (and vice versa) for a purpose. Might not be easy to translate or de-code, but I firmly believe this to be true.
**sidenote – I was in a Chase bank today that got robbed. No commotion or gunpoint or hold-ups. It was like George Clooney and crew came in and cleaned up without a peep. It was very strange to say the least.
N*E*R*D was great. They played their collective ass off.
…but being the Ol’ Timer that I am, I can tell you that staying home on St. Patrick’s Day ain’t so bad…there were a lotta drunken knuckleheads out that night.
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I got this Icebox where my heart used to be…