Archive for January, 2009

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Oh No He Didn’t!

January 20, 2009

I was trying to come up with something new to write about. Something amusing, maybe a little funny. Ideally, I would like to offend certain sections of the populace if I could. It’s been awhile and I wanted to write the perfect post that hit all the right chords.

As I thought about it, something became immediately clear – this world is ready for another Lenny Kravitz album. I was going to write about Lenny reappearing on the music scene with his long hair and shirtless aura. I was going to talk about the ladies letting their eyes wander towards Lenny’s groin cleavage as his pants were always sitting a little below his waist. What better way to celebrate the new year than with a guitar wielding, radio-friendly Lenny Kravitz just doing his thing.

In order to have a fully engaging “Web log” entry, I did my research as to when ole Lenny last released an album.

1998?

2002?

I turned to my trusty discography to see when Mr. American Woman himself last had an album out. I wasn’t sure the exact date, but it felt like its been a long time. As it turns out, that son of a bitch released an album last year.

On February 5, 2008, the world was introduced to “Its Time For a Love Revolution” and so ended my dream of having a smorgasbord of “Fly Away” puns. Here am I, getting ready to make a plea for the return of Lenny Kravitz only to find out that he not only made an appearance, but also released a halfway decent album from what I could gather from the reviews.

The intended post would have had a healthy dose of nostalgia with a smattering of sarcasm. I was also planning to use some nifty adverbs too. Unfortunately, you’ll never get to experience them thanks to a bad decision made by the 2001 Blockbuster Entertainment Award winner.

You may have been America’s favorite male artist back then Lenny, but because of your actions on 2/5/2008, you just disappointed an avid music lover. Now, when “Are You Gonna Go My Way” comes on the radio, I press the mute button, turn my back to the speaker and walk the other way.