bill-swift - June 8, 2013
Oh, you crazy kids and your music today. I tried listening to a little bit of Iggy Azalea, the new Australian hip hop type sensation and YouTube music star, but, I just can't bring myself to get into the tunes. I suppose all it would take is one attractive girl telling me she loves Iggy for me to say, 'Me too' and then quickly rush to buy all her music and a few fan t-shirts and some concert tickets, because I am the most whipped man in the world, but, deep down, I still wouldn't like it.
So, I turn my attention to Iggy's quite more remarkable bottom side. On display in red leather pants in The Big Apple. And, no, that irony is not lost upon me. I can't really tell you where Iggy's music career is headed, but I can tell you where my hands would be headed were I left alone with Iggy in a world slightly more understanding of the need for a man to express himself manually with a woman's curvy parts. One hand right, one hand left. Squeeze. Enjoy.