I’m starting to feel like the phrase “same as it ever was” is meaningless. All the ways I used to hunt and consume music cease to apply. Blogs? Websites? Magazines? The Coachella poster? I’m like the Memento dude and that’s the shit I didn’t tattoo on my abs. It’s forgotten.
I guess I rely on friends, Hot New Hip Hop, pop radio, and sort of Vevo, but it’s not the same. The starvation for more is gone. Don’t worry, I’m not weeping into my sheets and sleeping until noon trying to figure out what’s up. Shit’s been replaced by other shit. You don’t need to start a letter writing campaign.
In Na’vi his name is spelled ‘ASAP Rocky’ without the fucking dollar sign.
In the event something trickles through, I want to try and understand it mostly to remember what that used to feel like. It helps to visualize it, especially since there’s no reason to be making bad music videos anymore. This video from A$AP Rocky isn’t bad, partly because the song is cool, but also because it’s just odd enough.
George told me A$AP was “pretty good” or something and he is, especially for a dude who’s name takes spelling cues from Ke$ha. This song ”Wassup” has a crazy beat from Clams Casino, who I allegedly told George about. Makes sense. Clams is kind of post-syrupy, chill without worrying about whether or not he’s being too weird for Drake. Someone should do a video mashup where A$AP is rapping over the running-through-the-forest-at-night scenes in Avatar.
“I bet that vid would get mad hits,” exhales Jim Cameron from the cockpit of an amphibious, top secret machine made of big dreams and royalties from The Abyss.
“We gotta do something about this Donald Trump joke.”
I like that A$AP videos what he’s actually rapping about. “Clothes get weirder,” is how he describes success. He says this while dressing as though he came straight from Pharrell’s yard sale.
This dude’s hats are really goofy. Homeboy is the Frank Rossitano of hip-hop. Anyone else think this season of Dirty Rock is coming hard? Even Kenneth is nearly funny. And that guy is like the Flo Rida of 30 Rock. 
“We gotta do something about this Donald Trump joke.”
Anyway, there’s a Ferrari A$AP doesn’t own, a clawfoot bathtub full money in front of a shower with two topless girls touching each other, some drug use in a park, drinking near a bay, and… what am I forgetting? I know there’s something.
Shortly before AT&T dropped this call to his mom.
Oh, right: the pentagram made out of smaller pentagrams made out of cocaine! That’s hilarious, unlike A$AP’s name, which is frustrating to type. I want to re-direct your letter writing campaign, but who to send to? Vice? They do have a long history of frustrating the internet and obviously don’t care. Fuck it. I’m going to write about replaying this shit over and over.
Set decorators actual budget: $5 for flour, candles brought from home.
