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Get off the bandwagon pimpin!

I LOVE MUSIC!!! I'm not sure if I have made that clear but music has played a major part of my life. I'm still a musician at heart and can not wait until the day when I play my cello again. Needless to say that is not what this post is about.

You ever have this conversation with a friend or someone you thought was a friend?

Person A: Yooooo, Artist x is my new favorite artist!!
Person B: Really?? He isn't your favorite I have been listening to Artist X since is first album!!! Person A: Oh, well I just heard his new single on the radio and have been listening to his songs all day! They're dope!! I'm really feeling them!! Artist X is my new favorite.
Person B: *mumbles to self* I hate these bandwagon fans man!!
Person A: -___-

So, someone explain to me why Person A isn't allowed to like artist X? Is it really a big of a deal to be EXCLUSIVE! Yes, I have been ride or die for some people does that mean when someone else hops on the metaphorical "bandwagon" will I kick them off? Ummmm, NO! I want to expose my favorite artist (who happens to be Wale! Just in case you weren't aware) to any and everyone! Hop on that "bandwagon!!" I welcome you with open arms and a set of earbuds so you be exposed to the greatness!! I have never fully understood the need to be 'ON" first! Is there something to say about you being a loyal and faithful fan for years?! Yes, there is! Does that make you any better than someone who discovered great music later on in life? NO! So, what's up with this, "I'm better than you because I heard the mixtapes first attitude?" Can someone explain that to me!
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  1. BSSeptember 28, 2011 at 11:37 PM

    You heard "Lotus Flower Bomb"? I think I have a new favorite artist. lol

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