You already knew that I love music in all of its forms. Well, if you didn’t, now you do. So don’t forget it.

I’ve been listening to quite a bit of Wale’s music recently, and to be honest, it’s incredible. Not perfect, not above the some of the particularly trite tropes of hip-hop, but still incredible in a really subtle way. I stopped listening to Wale after Attention Deficit because Ambition didn’t speak to me the same way. Or maybe I was just burned out by Kid Cudi thanks to Man on the Moon II and transferred that over to Wale. My bad. I know I shouldn’t judge one artist for the work of another, but I was going through some things at the time and I had to walk away from everything that kept me in that place.

Anyway, I’ve been hearing “Girls on Drugs” making the rounds everywhere, and it’s Janet Jackson interpolation is incorporated in such an ethereal way that of course, it stuck in my head. Drawn in by the premise, I found myself diving headfirst into the whole Festivus EP, which every now and then in fits and starts drops bits of knowledge that speak to me and the mental space I occupy at the moment. Not to mention that I really appreciate this idea of Festivus, and airing out your grievances. I tend to hold my thoughts and feelings in too hard and for too long, for a number of dysfunctional reasons, and while I find that working with no filter probably won’t get me very far, there is definitely a lot to be gained from developing a balance between tact and being straightforward. I hopped from Festivus into More About Nothing. I wasn’t disappointed. Turns out I fell asleep on the wrong rapper.

-Namakemono