So I got a ticket to see Robin Thicke this March at Theater at Madison Square Garden and if I could go back in time guess what? I think I’d pass… I think I’d just say no because the time to see Robin was when Margaret Mullen saw him at the ABC gig, when “Blurred Lines wasn’t Blurred Lines, and when three songs was all you got because it is all you needed.
But instead I ponied up for a March 7th gig and I might live to regret it.
DJ Cassidy, who helped us kill time at the MTV Video Awards last month, will be there and so will Jessie J who has felt like a thisclose to big timefor the last couple of years but hasn’t made it so far.
So this is all very third on the bill stuff, especially because with every reason to kill on his current album, Robin failed to do the right thing and come out with an album half as good the big big big hit. In some ways the big big big hit is gonna make life a little more difficult for Thicke. Now he has something to live up to, and he ain’t gonna do it with naff albums like this one: Thicke is the “hey, you never know” of pop music. He is why people buy lottery tickets.
If I could go back in time a coupla days I wouldn’t buy a ticket, the moment has passed and the place to see Robin now is third on the bill at Jingle Ball, three songs and out. But since I was buying before I was seeing, I guess it is now a must see…