Why are R&B singers hijacking our commutes with their public displays for attention? Three troubling incidents are listed below for your consideration. Please advise.
Exhibit A:
Last week, Tyrese took to the New York City subway to promote his new album Black Rose. Watch below as he uses the train as his makeshift stage, even adopting the well-known panhandler tone of voice in a desperate plea.
“I left all of the major labels so that I could do my thing as an independent artist. And I’m on the train,” says Tyrese. “I got my security, in case anybody decides to hit me in the neck.”
Notice how no one tries to hit him in the neck. Notice, instead, how busy straphangers bustle around him like mindless drones. Notice how there’s only one excitable, rambling passenger who daps up Tyrese and enables his antics. Notice how Tyrese does some sort of dance near the pole and screams, “I’m trying, son.”
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
-
