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Ah, Keyshia Cole. She has helped to give me an identity that I will ever so proudly wear on my sleeve. Meet me: a “fan” of music. 

A few hours ago, I had a brief 10 minute exchange with Keyshia Cole, who was a bit turned off by a question that I asked during an interview that I waited quite a long time to get. No, I didn’t ask her about Floyd Mayweather, who she’s been spotted with recently. No, I didn’t ask her about her relationship with Young Jeezy (who she HASN’T been spotted with as of late). And no, I didn’t ask her about the diva-like attitude that she has been accused of having. After getting in all my fluff questions about her career and her face on a new hair product and blah blah, just to make her feel comfortable and get a happy-go-lucky interview for work, I merely asked her, (after seeing her leave her trailer to watch Lil’ Wayne perform), whether she was a “Lil’ Wayne fan?” Her response: “Fan?” (eyes rolling beneath the sunglasses). “Fan?” (“tsk” noise made from her teeth).  Then, when the interview was over, she walked away and uttered, “I can’t believe you said I was a ‘fan.’ “

Okay, now i wasn’t going to go there in print. But I am bored at the airport and this is fresh on my mind. Plus, West Palm Beach has FREE WIRELESS…who would’ve thought. So I had to think about all the music “fans” in the world who should feel insulted by her comment….including me. What would her own “fans” think? What is her definition of a fan? Those who she considers the lowest person on the totem pole? A mere regu-LAR (emphasis on “Lar”)? A “nobody” who just buys records and watches celebrities from afar? Fan…ugk, the nerve of me.

What is the insult in calling someone a fan? Especially when I watched Lil’ Wayne jump up and down and say her name when she passed the media tent while he was doing an interview. There’s something to be said about an artist who can admit that other artists inspire them, or that they just enjoy music enough to recognize their peers whom they respect. And good for Lil’ Wayne who, from the likes of the crowd roars, had more “fans” in the audience than she did.

How does one forge fake FBI documents? This all seems so weird to me. Last post talked about the L.A. Times article, but now it seems the L.A. Times is apologizing for it because the documents were fake. Nice. Whatever happened to fact-checking? Like, no, fact-checking for real.

14 years later, they still don’t have answers to even that first shooting of Tupac at Quad Studios in Manhattan. But, not according to Chuck Philips who wrote the L.A. Times article that ran today. Okay, how quickly did Diddy and Jimmy Henchmen respond to that? My initial reaction was to call Chuck Philips and get him to comment on their comments. I did. Here’s what he said.

Tionna says I don’t blog enough so I’m trying to do more (hey tionna!!). Okay, I’m mostly frustrated today with my workload, but I’ll go on and try to blog about something. What could I write about today? I know, I’ll blog about blogs. Blogs are crazy. I’m trying to keep up with everyone’s blog but I can’t, and I’m sorry. I feel like i need a blog about blogs… can someone start a blog about the hottest blogs online so I won’t waste my time looking at the same stories with different captions. Is it really just the pictures that I want to see? We should just accumulate all blogs into one master Earth of blogs and then I could scroll down and read what I want to read and look at the pictures I want to look at. I really don’t need everyone’s opinion on every little thing. Or maybe there should be a God of Blogs, like a Blogger God, God Blogger, Father Blog, Mother Blog whatever, who assigns certain bloggers to different stories so everyone isn’t covering the same shit. I feel like I have deja vu when I go online every day.

I love that Snoop don’t hold back when he talks. “Ugly women don’t sell records,” is what he told us. Read his blog entry from Hip Hop Vs. America please.

He also talks about his preference for dark-skinned women in videos.

You know as much as you hate to admit it, you’ve been following this Papoose and Fat Joe thing. Well, check the interview I did with Papoose here. Sorry, I like the drama.