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Click here to watch the video review! Thank you Kid Cudi. On December 10th, 2015, I recorded a video review for Kid Cudi’s album, “Speedin Bullet to Heaven.” As a Kid Cudi fan, I rushed and bought that album, listened to it, and came across disappointed. It was not the sound that I had become accustomed to by Kid Cudi, and not what I wanted to hear, So I pretty much trashed the album in my review. As time went by, the album grew on me a little bit, but not to the point where it became completely enjoyable. It’s still his worst album in my opinion. However, this past Friday, Cudi dropped his anticipated new album, “Passion, Pain, & Demon Slayin.” And I can say that this is without a shadow of a doubt, a far better project than Speedin Bullet to Heaven. Cudi’s last album left such a bad taste in my mouth that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to risk buying the new project and get burned again. So I just streamed it on Tidal. But by the time I made it to, “By Design,” featu

I cried a lot as a kid. Whether it was from being beaten up by my brother, or the constant moving away from friends as a military child, I was fairly emotional. As I got older, that was forced out of me (see, big brother and father) in attempts to make me tougher, which, I guess worked. Unless I was in some serious physical pain, or someone died, I didn't cry much. In fact, the last time I've had a good cry, you know like, a cry from the soul, was in 2009 when my maternal grandfather passed away. I've had two daughters born since then, tore my meniscus badly, gone through a bunch of emotional struggles, no tears. It's not that I don't want to, or even feel like crying. I just feel like I can't. As I type this right now, I feel as if I need to cry. Something at the bottom of my chest just feels like it's ready to come up, but then, I just snap out of it and go on about my business. I was in the studio last weekend, and as I finished my song, "The Hurt,