Yeah, yeah. It's January 3, already. But seriously, this happened. And it proves, yet again, that on any given New Year's Eve, someone is always having a better (worse?) time than you, even if you're not one for trekking out on what's otherwise a completely arbitrary demarcation of another lap around the Sun.
This live New Year's Eve broadcast out of KDOC in Los Angeles went horribly--wonderfully--off the rails. The entire thing feels written. I'm not sure what really makes it: Bone Thugs straight not giving a fuck? Macy Gray seemingly blazed off her rocker? The curtain-drop "fight"? The silence? Some awful combination thereof?
It's doesn't even matter. Cheers.
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