Previously on Adam Riff™:
Blog-wise, I'm envisioning writing a 2,000-word (maybe a little shorter or longer) on Beyonce the performer.
She is a barrier-breaking businesswoman, like Sheryl Sandberg, the COO of Facebook. (While Sandberg tells women to "Lean In" in her new book, Beyoncé idealistically tells them that they can "run the world.")
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// editing my buddy's post on Beyoncé //
The woman has got swag.
—Gag.
—You're not the audience for this, Jon.
—And you're 31 years old. That reads like a cool dad wrote it.
There was no turning back after Old Dirty Dog rapped "Me and Mariah go back like babies and pacifiers" in the remix of "Fantasy."
—Old Dirty Dog? Any relation to Puff Diddy, or Slim Mathers?
—Oh shut up.
—Teat Chains the Second?
—How can you say that? Particularly when you've never seen a Super Bowl halftime show before.
Beyoncé, arguably the best performer of her generation, male or female, will deliver the most memorable Super Bowl halftime show we are likely to see in our lifetimes. That's not an exaggeration.
Prince is still the gold standard. Dewey defeats Nelson.
For next year's Super Bowl halftime show, I nominate a live performance of Manchester Orchestra and O'Brother's 14-minute cover of "Don't Speak" by No Doubt.
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The Agony of Defeat: Super Bowl XLVII Collection
Chuffed with how this turned out.