Where He Needs To Be

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Yesterday I along with some of my favorite people in the world from Howard University all met up to see a free concert with Donell Jones done at City Hall (New York). Needless to say, you get what you pay for. I love Donell (old Donell anyway), but that fool sounded like a walking D.A.R.E. commerical on stage. Either he got kicked in the throat on the bus ride (well…he was a far ways from MSG or the Nokia Theater) to the venue, or some substance has been bitch slapping his vocal chords.

Donell did the show to help promote his new album, which drops this Tuesday after 878 delays. It dropped on my hard drive four months ago. I dropped it off into the recycling bin not long after.
It was a bit disheartening to see one of my favorite male vocalists from the 90s era (it’s rarity now that many of them can actually hold a note) sound so out of breath and tune.

Dude was looking and sounding like wack ass post-Jodeci, “K-Ci and JoJo” era JoJo. 🙁

“You say when you love someone, you just don’t treat them bad.”

I take it this doesn’t apply to his fans.

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