as you know,
or didn’t,
but i’ve always been into taylor swift’s music.
as always,
i have to be honest with The Foxhole:

Her latest album was so boring to me.
I gave it five songs before i had to tap out.
It sounded like one long song and the vibes were off.

as taylor milks the “tortured poets department” for all it’s worth,
the swifties are still lappin’ it up.
she’s re-released the same album 34 times with one or two new tracks,
just to keep other pop gals from stealing the spotlight.
honestly,
it’s a little unfair and definitely shady.
billboard’s counting all these re-releases and keeping her at number one.
here’s all the 34 versions she’s put out…

a breakup
a job loss
rejection
the death of someone close to us
setbacks that make us question our path
being ostracized from people we thought were our friends/family
struggling to accept not being straight
being violated and no one wants to listen or believe you/sides with the abuser

all these unwelcome guests can open the door to depression.
one moment…

i bought jaguar wright‘s first album.
i think i might have been the only one.
i bought it because of her being on jay’s unplugged and the coke commercial with the mouth:

Remember when neo-soul was poppin?
I miss that era.
I didn’t realize how much drama them neo-soul folks were in around that time either.

anyway,
the album was terrible and she vanished slowly after.
jaguar has been running her own platform,
being on all the podcasts,
but her mental illness as the main feature.
she has said some wild things in the past but allegedly,
she said she saw an alleged tape of nicki minaj and megan the stallion performing.
not the type of performing you are thinking about tho…

Everyone loves to play the asshole until shit happens.

a Foxholer once told me:

“You can be any kind of person,
but if you are kind,
people will stick by your side if you fall from grace.”

in my journey through the concrete forests of life,
this nugget of wisdom has surely has been many of my experiences.
sure,
kindness has sometimes led my spirit to be bruised and battered,
but more often than not,
it’s circled back to me in the most unexpected and beautiful ways.
people have remembered my kindness and did anything to help me.
the jackals who hurt me?
i watched them burn every bridge to be trapped on their own islands they created.
just yesterday,
i stumbled upon something that made me roll my eyes…

as a millennial,
i’ve seen countless one hit wonders fade into obscurity.
even if i had hope they’d be here for the long run,
they didn’t have that “je nais se quois” to become timeless.
if this were the late ’90s or early 2000s,
ice spice would have melted after “munch“...

Can we still have an opinion on a subject even if we have skeletons in our closets?

that was the question swirling in my mind today.
i saw joe budden taking center stage for his alleged past shenanigans again.
everyone was clamoring for his take on diddy’s latest drama,
despite knowing the whispers that follow his DV allegations.
his exes make no qualms of calling out his past domestic violence.
in typical joey fashion,
he had some choice words for tahiry’s claims about him:

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Anyway, here’s a video of Joe Budden gleefully telling a story of how he left his tour and broke into Tahiry’s home because she wouldn’t answer his texts pic.twitter.com/0VRomBYGMJ https://t.co/Zgsd6RiOyx

— – (@BasedJane) May 22, 2024

as you know,
or didn’t,
but i believe joe has one of the sexiest voices in podcasting.
i’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t entertain that voice at 1am.
let’s get real for a moment tho…