When we’re having an office-wide meeting, where our Director is telling us about significant budget cuts and the grim reality that some of us will be losing our jobs, the LAST thing you should be doing is:
P.S. Those of us within a 10’ radius can all hear you snoring.
That awkward moment at a work dinner when you demolish a BBQ platter of turkey & sausage (plus a side of fries and pinto beans), along with your co-worker's basket of chips & salsa, followed by your Office Director's plate of fries.
And then proceed to listen to them make fun of you the rest of the night (and probably for the rest of our trip) with them all being like:
Oh, Dawn. When Diddy gave us Danity Kane, I knew deep down that you were the real diamond in the rough. Sure, Aubrey had the skanky star power, and Aundrea’s pipes gave us glimpses of genie-era Christina…but I saw you, quietly going about your biz in the background, all that drama stifling your gifts.
Now, after getting a real crack at spreading your creative wings with Dirty Money, here you are, teasing us with #ATellTaleHeart. Your mixtape picks us right up at the station that Last Train To Paris dropped us off at, steadily gaining steam with that pulsing, crisp electro-soul that has won over critics and would-be-h8rs alike. Plus, with Diddy’s disgustobarfo-ghostwritten rhymes/auto-tuned raps conspicuously absent, you’ve already gotten things started on the right foot.
I know the Prince-esque Vibrate is only one delectable appetizer off of your mixtape platter, but hopefully this little taste will make a bunch of my tumblr faithful hungry for more.
P.S. Gurr, don’t think we can’t hear some of that Brandy in your abstract runs and adlibs - we already know you love her. ;) Your tone is eerily reminiscent of a creamy, smoothed-out Bran-Bran, minus the subtle huskiness she’s developed over the years. DUET WITH HER PLZ KTHNX GONNA LISTEN TO U ERRY FIVE MINUTES LUV U BAI.