It Was All A Dream……I Think! *Disclaimer* This is a LENGTHY read, so get comfy!

Judging by the hideous day I was having, I was almost SURE being held captive at my desk would be the only options for the evening of Jan. 28th. However, since I’d had it up to here (pointing waaaay up in the air) I refused to let my dreams become deferred. BOOM, I was finished. “Dre, let’s go, NOW!!” I yelled out. 5 mins later, we were in a cab in route to New World Stages. The only thing(s) that could stop me from attending would be, A.) An infinite amount of free Coldstone, Bang Bang Boogie Milkshakes, B.) Keri Hilson asking me to marry her, or C.) An Ivey Clan family emergency. And since none of those occurred, I was in the clear.

Me and Dre hopped out the taxi mini van and hit the line swiftly. Dre skated in with no problem, while I received the dreadful words every party goer hates to hear, “Umm, you’re not on the list”.” Great” I said in my head, “She’s going to be the first victim of my ankle kicking spree and she had nothing to do with putting names on the list.”

Here’s what baffled me even more, my plus one (Rodeeezy, them rain boots were swaggadopic), who arrived 15 minutes before me, got in with NO PROBLEM. After 2 minutes of me giving her the evil death stare (more like, babygirl pllleeeease let me in), she said, “Ahh, don’t worry, you’re good”. VICTORY!!!!!

Ahh, the festivities started….it was about to be a good night. But before any fun doing took place, Jenya, a top notch exec at Def Jam, verbally b*ch slapped me for not responding to an email she sent earlier in the day , “Damn, Nile, you can’t respond to my emails. I can’t even get an “OK?”. I did my best at explaining how rough it was today, but she continued to break me down limb from limb. “Jenya, you know I got you” I replied. Hugs were given, but the venom still stuck in my chest. “Bye NILE“, she spewed. Let’s just say that was the last time we crossed paths that night (Jenya, I heart you lol).

Open bar?Check. Grilled Cheese Sandwiches? Check. Cheeseburgers?Check. Honey dumplings(pretty females who served as eye candy for the evening)? Check. For 2 and a half hours I was in heaven. I harassed Nigel from RealTalkNY (like I always do), chopped it up with several other industry cohorts and continued to double fist my beverages (double fisting is when you drink two beverages at once).

After several more minutes of hob nobbing, everyone filed into the theater, the lights became dim and the presentation commenced. Here’s a quick breakdown of what I heard…..

Walkin On The Moon ft. Kanye West

The beat raced through the speakers with a punishing snare only to be surrounded by transformer like synths. The title suggests the appropriate banter for someone in love for the first time. This has plenty potential to be a club favorite and Kanye’s verse only enhances that notion. Yeezy easily depicts what its like to experience love at first sight, plus more.

Put It Down
A pulsating kick with a staggering snare only to be accompanied by repetitive claps….owwww, this is niiiiiiice. I know I can’t get to descriptive when describing the dialogue on this track, but The Dream easily illustrate the result to the famed question, “Girl, describe in three words what happened last night”.. The Dream raps, “You fine you sigh, uh, never had anybody put it on your ass like that/A slip of the tongue and I bring it right back that. Yep…..

Sweat It Out
Ummmm, I’m still debating if whether or not this is appropriate. Dah well! The bass easily glides this seductive manuscript on the specific details of what may happen after your spouse “gets her hair did”. I really shouldn’t have to describe this tune any further, but when The Dream suggests, “We trade affection, as I mess up her bang/Hair everywhere, all up in her face, Didn’t mean to mess up a good thing” I just can’t help assert that this will definitely be a late night favorite.

Take You Home 2 My Mama
The bass is bossy, the kicks are disrespectful, the snares are direct and the synths are exceptional. While the soundscape was up to par, the commentary didn’t match the title. The Dream croons, “I’m like damn, my nig*az is like damn, her ti*ties like ooh, her booty like ohhh, I’m trying to get her gone” suggesting one night stand activities instead of a parental meet and greet. Aside from the misleading dialogue, sh*t is still dope.

Love Vs. Money
Whewwwww, I can’t decide on whether or not if Tricky wanted the stutter effect embedded to the kicks or if he was just that mad. Love Vs. Money exemplifies exactly what happens when money overshadows the power of love. The synths resemble previous tracks, but still distinctive and courteous to the song. If you’ve ever dated an indecisive gold digger, you can relate and if you haven’t, this BETTER be the first track you listen to if you ever choose to deal with one, lol. The Dream belts, “Now you, you, you can look back at all the shit you’ve done/to her, love’s a jail so, so, so, so, so she stays on the run.”

Alright, I’m done. Quick shouts to Brad from Vibe (Dude, did you get taller?), J. Cummings (Always a pleasure, sir), Nicole J. (Ummm, I’m still waiting), Melo (Believe half of what you see and none of what you hear), Hillary (You were actually nice, wow lol), MC (Sup lil homey. Thanks for the Twitter add), Necole Bitchie (I dare you to leave this city without telling me goodbye), Lexxy (Whad up my ni*ga, lol), Aisha (Superstar) Wexx (Damn, you’re one cool cat, lol) Tim (Why you ain’t tell me my nig?) and everyone else I missed.

Sincerely

Low “Yes, I know I write a lot, but hey, I LOVE MY JOB” Key

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An Exclusive Taste of The Dream’s, “Love Vs. Money”

The Dream & Angie Martinez @ The Love Vs Money Listening Session Pt.1

The Dream & Angie Martinez @ The Love Vs Money Listening Session Pt.2

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