Do I like the Roots? yeah. Do I LOOOVE the Roots? No. At this point some college/backpack hip hop enthusiast will take a spear into and jab it into my eye, and proceed with a tireless lecture. Even as I am bleeding to death through my eye, I still will not LOVE the Roots. Sorry.
A couple of things that I know about Questlove. Obviously, his band. I know he got a thing for Filipino Girls. Well, everyone loves Filipino Girls. *shrug* I went into the night not really knowing what to expect, but I came out LOVING the SHIT out of his set. Tuesday night at 330 Rich provided the vibe, the crowd, and the music that I've been desperately craving all summer. He played that a little of the new and old with effortless transition.
Four rum and cokes on an empty stomach. Bad idea. Jolibee chicken joy with gravy. Not the best idea. Still have some strong feelings about it. I wish it were different. I can't look at you the same way ever again. Homey. Until then I need to resolve in mind that it was not my fault. Forgive. Move on.
Questlove. You opened with PYT. Thanks.
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