Word: shitting
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...plus-rhyme-induced euphoria. So when an album full of those overwhelmingly awesome moments comes along, we are powerless to resist. Forget the title: Nas’ new album, “Hip Hop Is Dead,” is a reminder of why “this rap shit is real,” as our hero declares in the aptly-named closing a cappella track, “Hope.” The record is simple, thoughtful, and classy as hell without being stiff or anachronistic. “Where Are They Now,” an homage...
...their peers who engage in high-risk alcohol consumption,” providing data will correct this misconception and make people think twice before drinking. Great, except that if anyone stops and thinks twice at these numbers, it becomes abundantly clear that they mean absolutely nothing. Seriously, jack shit. Let’s look at the most touted one: “69% of Harvard students keep track of how many drinks they consume when “partying.” Last Thursday, my roommate and I had a one-on-one case race. Does that count? Also, what...
...interesting anthropological observation, but betrayed a nihilism in her world view latent up to this point. Then she got that awful short haircut when she was trying to play Edie Sedgwick in a movie that Mary Kate Olsen is also in. Then she called Pittsburgh the “shit,” and many truculent Steelers fans made threats on her life. The whole time this was happening, however, Sienna was wearing Mod dresses and even she, normally a very attractive woman, looked awful, which leads me to the conclusion that not only are these shift-like tunic things...
Sitting in the airport, you’re in the midst of calling your blockmate when you get a text informing you that your flight has been delayed. Bored, you find yourself perusing Facebook for pics of that cute guy in section when you remember—shit! You forgot to submit your paper to your TF! No problem, before long it’s zooming through cyberspace onto her desktop as an email attachment. You breathe a sigh of relief. Life used to be tough, you muse while gazing affectionately at your new best friend and faithful tagalong...
...like that and that’s not something you created, that’s something you discovered. So it’s like oh then we can go with that and that and that and the next thing you know you’ve got way too much shit all recorded. So you start scraping it away.THC: Is that scary? I mean someone listening to your music might say is that it? That can’t be art.CS: I don’t feel that myself. That’s laziness, to not find beauty in simple things...