Listen To BJ

BJ The Chicago Kid - Aight

I'm happy to say that the subgenre of panty-droppin slow-jams is still alive and doing purrdy damn well. Chuuch is in motion. Disfruta.

Blame The Blow

Thank Ms. 808sandcupcakes for motivating me to dig this one up off my hard drive. Many moons ago, I dropped a single by Coco Sumner, progeny of seminal British rocker Sting. It wasn't as slept on as I thought, since I find myself running into people here and there who think the track is just as dopamine as I thought it was when I first heard it. Still, not enough people are familiar enough with her nor her music. So late last year, ya boy made a mixtape of singles and demos by the raspy contralto as an introduction before her major-label debut this year, but I never posted it. (Sad to say, it's not the only project I neglected to post, but I digress...)

This mix has 13 tracks that capture the startling breadth of the 19-year-old singer/songwriter. I wish I could write like her when I was that age. (Shit, I wish I could write like her now, at 25.) It's pop, but in the best sense of the word (because it's smart too). And regardless of your aural predilections and aversions, you're gonna fuck with this one. Disfruta.


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and btw, her first single is out too.

Open Mic

I'm a recovering undercover over-lover

Recovering from a love I can't get over

Recovering undercover over-lover

And now my common law lover thinks he wants another

*sigh*

And I'd lie for you

I'd cry for you

And pop for you

And break for you

And hate for you

And hate you too

If you want me to

Ah, oooohhh...

I'd pray for you

Crochet for you

Make it from scratch for you

Leave out the last for you

Go to the store for you

Do it some more for you

Do what you want me to

Yes I'm a fool for you...

I'm a recovering undercover over-lover

Recovering from a love I can't get over

I... recovering undercover over-lover

And now my common law lover thinks he wants another

And I'd lie for you

And cry for you

And pop for you

And break for you

And hate for you

And I'll hate you too

If you want me too

I gotta do...

My love for you

Chopped and screwed for you

Pay the rent for you

It's true it's true

Poor Badu...

Thought I was through with you

Guess I'm a fool for you...

-Exeunt-