I am not one to tout over my friends just because they're my friends.
EVER WONDER WHY I AIN'T TOO KEEN ON SOME OF MY BEST FRIEND'S'S RAPS BRO?
Well, I've never had to fake my broppreciation for the band The Jordan Years.
Even when a song is slightly more mellow than I'm used to, I'm still in awe at how fucking smooth The Jordan Years spread thier soul butter all over everything. This shit feels like something I know the words to already, even though I don't know the words already, alls I know is I'm rubbing my chest and doing a slo-bro-mo Dougie in the mirror.
WAS THIS THEIR PLAN ALL ALONG?
I love that Wes is always monocled, and that Roger can't find a hat that fits to save his dick, and that Mike's bass gets higher and higher upon his chest the older he gets (dude is like 60 now bro). I don't know the ivory tickler or the drummer in person yet, but I'm sure both of them save coupons and store them in their wallet and then never actually use them except to dispose of a piece of gum while in court.
All of these assumptions lead me to my one line synopsis of this video. Ready?
"There will be bacon."
AND GO SEE THEM ON OCTOBER 23rd DAMNIT!