The Hotline Bling music video from Drake has a lot of people losing their shit. Everyone is making fun of Drake for how he dances, but personally, I love it. I think it's totally great when people are, like, fully and unabashedly themselves, you know? The video has inspired lots of new memes and weird videos, which are my favorite things about life (obviously things are going great for me). So I've collected my favorite videos and memes, plus the original, too! So yeah, here's my list. Suck it, nerds!
Drake on me (please):
Drake the Pokémon Master:
Tina Beltcher is always ready:
Drizzy has always been in Twin Peaks.
For Avatar fans.
And for 2003 Runescape fans!
Finally, my personal fave: Ready to rave?
Like mortal blood feeding a vampire, queer women in horror films gives me life.
A collection of my bbg's most important instagram posts.
Watch Jimmy, I mean Drake, dance to different songs.
I guess I'll give country music a second chance.
Anti-woman protestors don't like being counter-protested? Oh, woe is me.
Youtube is going to charge people now? Smell ya later, nerds.
Through tragedy we find that there are good people.
Hey, can I hold your lottery ticket for a second? Cool, I'll be right back.
I briefly meet Martha Stewart face-to-face at a party where others wearing novel jewelry are dancing. She transforms into someone else I know.
Music writer Lizzy Von Stange gabs with King Buzzo about the Melvins’ new lineup, Freak Puke, touring, numerological fascination and his dream collaborations in The Melvins’ Numer-illogical Tour
with Tweak Bird
Sunday, Oct. 21, at 8 p.m.
618 Central SW
Tickets: $16, 21-and-over
Congress approves payroll tax cut.
Weather closes most N.M. highways.
APD hired officer with an "excessive force" past, according to lawsuit.
Gay robot opposes Bachmann.
Hypnotic folk dance indeed.
The hideous actors behind the hideous masks.
Medical magical mushrooms in the realm of enchantment.
Happy Hanukkah! Save a little money on the electric bill, why don’t you?
Space ball falls from sky in Namibia.
Perhaps that’s why everyone is mysteriously nodding off in Africa?
Kim Jong Il is mourned to death.
France recommends that 30,000 women have their breast implants removed.
Mmmm .. Italian Red Meat Flavor.
Occupy. Now what?
Pollacks continue to do everything backward by using drone planes to spy on police at protests.
Five ways to eat baby Jesus.
A very Terry Gilliam Christmas.
We’ve all driven by the huge sign on Central, east of Louisiana, that looks like it’s from ’40s Vegas and promises “Western Dancing” and “Ladies Special Drink Prices.” I passed it countless times before I realized the sign wasn’t just a leftover landmark and there was actually a building to go with it. The country nightclub Caravan East is set back from the street, behind a field of pitted asphalt. Asking acquaintances for details on the place yielded warnings of sleazy characters, grimy ambience and prevalent violence. The general consensus was if you weren’t already a regular, you should not set foot in the place—you’d most likely get your ass kicked.
Zozobra burns tonight in Santa Fe.
Sunport kills prairie dogs on orders from the feds.
City Council stiffens DWCell-phoning rule.
You probably saw, but Google sped up searches.
Ex-Gov. Gary Johnson contemplates a run at the big White House.
Many black voters who cast a ballot in 2008 won't be back in November, poll says.
Rio Grande teachers high-five after the old principal splits. Students still don't have class schedules.
Ladies love flamboyant dancing.
The president rails against tax cuts for the rich ...
… then asks a Florida minister not to burn the Quran. He says the act would create a "recruitment bonanza" for al Qaida.
London Catholic church offers gay mass.
Castro criticizes communism in Cuba.
Middle-class, American, high school football star matures into a high-ranking kingpin for a Mexican drug cartel. (Growing up, he even had a wooden swing set.)
Rodney King is marrying a juror from his case.
Vitamin B slows Alzheimer's, says study.
She reads Playboy to the blind.
Why do albums come out on Tuesdays?
For more than a decade, Tuesday nights at the Heights Community Center (823 Buena Vista SE, southwest of Yale and Coal) have been Albuquerque's haven for swing dancing and the hopped-up, vintage music that compels it.
Babies love salsa. The dance. Please don't give your baby salsa to eat, even if you think the crying is funny. Instead, scoop up your little pooper and head over to the National Hispanic Cultural Center (1701 Fourth Street SW) for Baby Loves Salsa! With José Conde on Saturday, Aug. 15, at noon. Brought to you by the NHCC, ¡Globalquerque! and the New Mexico Jazz Workshop, an imaginary band of cats and dogs weaves together a hearty mix of Afro-Latin musical styles that your wee bairn won't be able to resist. Come for the music, stay for the baby dancing. Have you seen babies dance? It's hilarious. Tickets range from $5 to $15 and can be had at the NHCC box office or through ticketmaster.com. For more, see nhccnm.org.