We’ve been big fans of Cris Cab for a while now and finally he’s coming to Toronto! If you live in the GTA (or want to make your own way here) we’re giving away a pair of tickets to see him up-close at The El Mocambo. All you have to do is fill out the form below. All we need is your name and email address. If you can’t wait and you NEED tickets now, you can also buy them here. See you at the show!
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Rihanna denies that she has a sex tape with J Cole.
Hustler is claiming they have obtained a video with the two hitmakers.
A representative for Hustler told E! News, “We have not made any decisions about what we are going to do with it yet.”
Rihanna tweeted, ”We don’t believe U, U need more people… And of course an actual sex tape! Slownewsday.”
MediaTakeOut is reporting they have been offered a sex tape between Rihanna and rapper J Cole.
The website reports they were sent screenshots of the tape, which showed a woman similar to Rihanna “involved” with a man resembling J Cole.
We don’t buy this story. What do you think?
OVO fest was undoubtedly one of the best music experiences I’ve had to date- and that’s saying something. The caliber of hard work, beautiful musicianship, masterful words, and performance ability was ineffable (but I’ll try anyway). The Weeknd opened the festival with chilling vocals and melodic urban vibes that prepped the audience well for what was to come. Stunned by the ability of the lead singer, Abel, to perform with a vocal talent that put even his own recordings to shame, I knew that this concert would be one to remember. Next up was Rick Ross, whose high energy beats sent hip-hop fans into overdrive. I’m not a huge fan, myself, but I’ll use any excuse to break it down among thousands of other people in heated anticipation for Drizzy Drake himself.
One intermission (that felt like a lifetime) later, Drake came onstage and I, briefly but surely, lost consciousness. Clearly elated to be performing in his hometown, with 16,000 fans there to support him, the theatre swelled with adrenaline. The chaotic energy practically jumped off of his skin as he bounced around, spitting some of the sickest flows I’ve ever heard; Take Care is going to be Drake’s best album by far, mark my words. With lyrics akin to poetry, beats that rival Dre’s, and a voice that has seemingly been worked at tirelessly, it’s evident the amount of respect that was amassing throughout the crowd for this young Torontonian native.
Two of my favourite parts of the evening were when Drake finished his solo version of “What’s My Name”, with an acoustic legato version of Destiny Child’s, “Say My Name”, and when he rapped a part of “The Calm” dedicated to his mother. Corny? Some could see it that way, but it was so beautifully and cleverly written, with such a refreshingly different theme (and revolutionarily charming). After Drake’s introduction to his new album, and obviously rapid advancements in musicianship and lyricism, he shared the stage with a lineup of equal and greater talent.
J. Cole performed a duet with Drake that I’m pretty sure had even the male audience members a little hot and bothered, followed by the one and only Nas himself, icon and legend Stevie Wonder, and last but not least, Weezy baby! An eclectic and timeless compilation of artists, Drake showed his gratitude towards each performer with grace and vehement appreciation. His words to the audience were moving as well, as he took a little time to preach about his honest thoughts on what makes a good man (or woman). Each belief was genuine, intelligent, and a far cry from “stay in school kids”. The audience swooned, as Drake repeatedly showed love for his city, his fans, and all of the important people in his life, leaving every audience member honoured to have experienced something so special. Read more…
