Variety Show

Chillin’ at the Hotel in Manchester today.
I was watching some music variety show out here that was fuckin’ incredible. I caught it midway, so I don’t know the title, but the theme of the show was really fuckin’ sick. They’d have various guests performing, and then at the end of the show they’d have them collab on a tune.
I caught Roots Manuva perform, and then they had him do a tune with Santogold (who’s album I fucking love). Side note: At this year’s South By Southwest my dude Diplo told me he’d just finished working on her record, and he was hella excited about it. Since then I had been checking for it, and Joy picked it up when it dropped.
Again, I fucking love this record.
I met her at BFD with my girl Hope, and she was really sweet. Sharp dresser too. She had on some Official Tourist gear from my homie Jasko, the dude that custom designed the Tee I rocked on Jimmy Kimmel.

Anyway, as Roots and Santi did a tune together (and kilt it!), I asked myself “Why we don’t have this kind of shit in America?” We have the largest selling acts in the world, damn near a monopoly on pop culture, yet not enough creative support or outlets for our artists. Somebody needs to get some shit crackin’ like this in the States, and if, no, when y’all do, just remember I gave you that idea on the house. I’d do it myself, but I got a job already. I’ll be on it for you.