As I sit here waiting for Trevor in between rounds of Burnout and Blue States Lose, I'm going to have to post about somthing *gasp* pop culture/trivial related. Yes, it's true and i'm not proud of it. I used to observe these things in the past but stopped because their was no real value to it. Not that the subjects I write about now have any real value, but at least they allow me to write somthing off the top of my head.
But today I want to talk about a bit of an obession that I have. I happen to think that R. Kelly's "Urban Hip Hop Opera" Trapped in the Closet. Well VH1 just happened to show chapters 6-8. Specially made because the fans asked for it. I was told by a friend the other day that I'm obessed with this whole thing. Maybe I am, but their is somthing that I love about it that I can't quite understand. It's somewhere between the insane storyline to the great dialouge that is set to the best or the choise of words that are picked to be repeated over and over again at the end of a chapter ("oh my god it's a rubber, rubber, rubber...") Another thing is how R. Kelly is so serious about it. It would be one thing if it was a big paroday, but he is so darn serious about it. But I think it was the ringtone that I bought took this thing over the top for me.
So that's it. I think the whole thing is great. Laugh at me if you will. But everyone has somthing to hide. I really don't like talking about stuff that can be found on much better blogs but I just wanted to get this off my chest.
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It's called a Hip-Hopera
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