soul explosion in my pants

last night i went to the bomb soul explosion at the crest.  i wanted to see allan anthony, but he cancelled.  i did catch anthony hamilton (he of the song "comin' from where i'm from).  anthony took the stage in full timberlake gear, meaning trucker hat and designer blazer with jeans.  i think he is jermaine dupri's protege, and it's funny cuz he did look a little bit troll-like just like j.d.  i don't like his voice that much but it was cool because he was a good performer and seemed to be happy to be there.  the sold-out crowd was hyped and as people clapped and sang along, i thought about the city council meeting and how discouraging it had been and how sad it is that the people that should vote (the artists, the creative people, the poor people), rarely do vote because they're busy doing other things.  like living to have fun and not just to make money.

just to let you know it appears from my informal survey at the crest last night that newsy hats are out (thank you jesus)  and boobs are in.  or rather, boobs are so in that they're out, as in, hello here are my entire breasts i dare you to try not to stare at them.  i know what you're thinking.  do boobs ever really go out of style?  much like the little black dress, they don't. however the current style seems to be the plunging to the waist neckline a la j.lo in that versace dress.