Jay-Z – The Blueprint 3 Jay-Z – The Blueprint 3

Jay-Z - The Blueprint 3

Jay-Z - The Blueprint 3

Today is 9/11.

Eight years ago today, something very close and personal happened to me, and also to most Americans. However, unlike most Americans, what happened to me on that fateful day 8 years ago had nothing to do with airplanes or the city of New York.

It all started about two weeks prior. I had spent some time travelling the US, on a cross-country road trip with a couple of my dearest friends. Although there is no right or wrong way to travel the country by automobile, we had a destination in the south-east quadrant, and decided on a southern route from California.

Fast forward through Nevada, Arizona, New Mexico, Texas, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama and we arrive in Florida. Well it took us some time to get through Florida, it’s a big state, but after some time, we finally reached Miami.

Miami is a fantastic city. It’s like Vegas, but instead of gambling, there’s the Atlantic, and the beach, oh, and it’s also a real city. So in proper fashion we treated the city and our bodies like an amusement park for five days. Or was it four?

Bars and clubs and girls and booze and shenanigans. Ahh shenanigans.

This is what I think to myself two weeks later, standing above a toilet, looking at my man-parts, wondering what and where that unfamiliar lesion came from. Or was it an abrasion?

I had seen a doctor the day prior.

What is this doc? I’ve never seen anything like this before

“Well, it could be a number of things. It could just be a rash, the result of some simple friction. Or VD.”


When will you know?

“I will call you tomorrow when the test results are in.”

Then I woke up. And some airplanes landed where they weren’t supposed to. And all I could think about were those test results.

I think I did things that day. I went to class, I hung out with some friends, watched some TV, ate some food. Scratch that, I don’t think I ate. And I went to the beach. Because that’s what you do in San Diego, California. You go to the beach.

And then I got a phone call.

“Results are Negative, but please come in for a blah blah blah…”


And for three minutes, everything was right in the world. The clouds parted, my sense of smell which had apparently vanished without me noticing – returned, the warmth of the sun was now giving me those feel-good chills instead of making me uncomfortable and clammy.

Then I realized the gravity of all the events that had taken place with those airplanes and buildings and people covered in whatever they were covered in.

My personal ecstasy – subdued. The balance of life – restored, in a fucked up way.

Today is 9/11/2009, eight years later. I listen to a new Jay-Z album that is all of these things. Conflict, resolution, ecstasy and balance.

A perfect fit for a record intended to be released on a day like today.

Track Listing:

1. What We Talkin’ About ft. Luke Steele
2. Thank You
3. D.O.A. [Death of Auto-Tune]
4. Run This Town ft. Rihanna & Kanye West
5. Empire State Of Mind ft. Alicia Keys
6. Real As It Gets ft. Young Jeezy
7. On To The Next One ft. Swizz Beatz
8. Off That ft. Drake
9. A Star Is Born ft. J. Cole
10. Venus Vs. Mars
11. Already Home ft. Kid Cudi
12. Hate ft. Kanye West
13. Reminder
14. So Ambitious ft. Pharrell
15. Young Forever ft. Mr Hudson

Jay-Z - The Blueprint 3, reviewed by Delicious on 2009-09-11T10:57:17-07:00 rating 4.0 out of 5

5 Responses about “Jay-Z – The Blueprint 3”

  • Charles says:

    There’s nothing quite like riding that shame spiral in the sun.

  • Anonymous says:

    this is a review?

  • Conrad T.L. says:

    I agree with anonymous, and basically your saying that your fairly to moderately horny for this Blueprint 3 and Kid Cudi album? Or is 4 stars agressively horny?

  • a-boogy says:

    This wasn’t a review of BP3, it was a flashback, and a perfect reminder as to why condoms should always be put to use when boys go wild in Miami

  • a-boogy says:

    What a waste of time,and excuse to tell us about an extremely personal and irrelevant story