There’s nothing like blazing up some sticky icky, jumping into your lowrider, and driving through the doors of perception to, where else? That’s right! THE MUTHAFUCKIN’ CPT!
The year was 1992, and the one and only Dr. Dre had just unleashed his debut studio album, The Chronic, upon a trembling nation. …

Long live Michael Jackson! Oh wait…..sadly, the King of Pop is with us no more and fans everywhere are devastated. (I even read 12+ fans have already committed suicide!) But from every corner of the world, tributes are pouring in in the form of impersonations, bad poetry and even kicks …

A photo has been circulating around the internets lately that is equal parts hilarious and tragic. Tragicomic, if you will. It show the uberhöt Megan Fox hurrying along on her way somewhere– no doubt to be seen and thought of as hot by one or more observers. But what’s this …

There is an epidemic sweeping the music world. Singers in concert, with hordes of their fans cheering them on, take a crucial misstep in their careers and literally fall from grace!

Unlike a moody rockstar who trashes his hotel room and is always demanding, Waldo asks only for a handful of birdseed and that the newspaper in his cage be changed at regular intervals before he’s once again back on stage, ready to “rawk”. Clearly, for this bird, it is all about the music.