Babes… this week Nick and Seb are plugging in their headphones and their attitudes because we’re diving head-first into the albums that actually did something for our spirit this year.
Tate McRae had us kicking our feet like teenagers, Jade is out here singing like rent is due, Demi Lovato said “rock star” and we said “step on our necks,” Ciara proved she still moves like gravity doesn’t apply to her, and Teyana Taylor once again reminded us she’s everyone’s mother.
And before anyone asks: no, we are not discussing that other Taylor. That album? Be serious. It was a chop, a skip, and a delete.
Turn the volume up and the standards higher, the Loud Brown Gays are in session.