“The chase to find the Next Great New York Phenomenon had become draining and pointless. Groups that seemed to have had just five rehearsals and one gig were being championed like they invented amplification. In the quest to try to plant a flag on a band, the question changed from whether they were any good, to whether anyone else had done it yet. The tiger had caught his tail and eaten himself whole.”—From our 2011 feature, New York Rock In The Years To Be Hated.
“Oh gosh. There’s been so many. Um, my first threesome. My first threesome was in Costa Rica with my wife and a prostitute. It was very awesome. This is when we found out that my wife liked girls. We was in the strip club, they shut down the strip club, I have no idea why. I went in with some jewelry and they thought I was a rich person, so they shut down the whole strip club. It was just us. It was just me, my wife, my security, his girlfriend, and the strippers. My wife was gettin’ a dance and she was like, ‘I like her.’ I was like, ‘Yeah, I like her too, so she’s fine.’ She was like, ‘No, I like her for real.’ It was her idea. Which is why I think we’re so great. It’s always her idea. I don’t take charge of nothin’. ‘Baby, I wasn’t even lookin’ over there. If you was lookin’ over there, then yes I was lookin’ over there (laughs).’ But yeah, Costa Rica, Costa Rican prostitute. That worked out. That strip club’s now closed (laughs).”—T-PAIN RECOUNTS HIS FIRST MEMORY, CRUSH, THREESOME AND MORE