When I was a kid I thought holograms were…  No, that’s a lie, isn’t it?  I’ve always thought holograms were the absolute shit.  I used to dream about holographic video games and holographic learning machines and holographic video games and, well, holographic video games.  Who hasn’t?  Probably girls, non-nerds and old folks.  But then again, maybe nerd girls and nerd old people and the nerdier of the...

“You ain’t fresh squeezed juice … you that Tang.” Damn. That stings. I’m uncertain to whom this was directed; but holy fuck balls!  What an awesome way to casually toss an acidic diss to the playa haters giving our dude, André 3000 grief!  Fucking brilliant, folks.  So let’s talk about this joint for a bit, shall we? Yes, oh dear Cthulhu, YES!  A thousand times yes!!! Can you tell I dig this track? ...

John Mayer is putting out a new album.  This album is called “Born and Raised.”  He’s been streaming his lead off single called “Shadow Days” and it sounds like the Brother has his proverbial hat in hand and a possible downcast hopefulness that erebody still luhs him. The tune has a real “country” feel and air about it, so the Garth Brooks-esque ‘aww shucks’ is fitting. My my,...

Who doesn’t like free shit?  Shit ain’t normally free, brah…  I know how you can get some of the aforementioned shit o’ free, dawg. Come closer. Closer… Too close. Please release my buttocks. … Both hands. Thanks. Kay. So anyway, you want some free shit?  Well, I got some fo’ ya.  Just go to www.jaspatrick.com and you can download my brand-spanking new album “Tributaries” for FREE. ...

How many of us are lucky enough to meet our idols, our childhood idols to be specific, let alone know them all our lives and/or get to really communicate with them on their level as an equal?  Not many.  Not many of us is the answer.  I suppose it comes down to who we idolize, accessibility and just a ton of other factors.  Me?  I’m one of the lucky ones. My idols were always close at hand. Meeting them?  No problem. Were they...

It’s been a minute since I’ve *cough cough “reviewed” an album.  Some of you may remember how this turned out; but for those of you who don’t, simply click this linky link sentence-y thing-a-muh-jig and you will be instantly transported to a magical album review by yer ole buddy Jas. This being said, I have no real intention of reviewing this album either. Boom. Aw, come on now!  You KNOW me.  What the hell...