The thought of Jay-Z jumping on stage to join Drake at Radio City Music Hall (he did so Wednesday night) is so depressing, so despairing, such a terrifying thought of darkness, nothingness, the entire vapid nature of hip hop, blogging about music and life itself that all I want to do is curl into a ball and cry.
Life lacks all seriousness of purpose and all meaning and Drake is the living embodiment of pop music as wasted commodity and Jay-Z is the anti-Christ of weight.
I am a being time questioner and right now what I am questioning is the entire concept of a music blog.