“No Ordinary Love (Coming Home Tour Edition)” marks the 6th time the “L” word is attached to a Dirty Money showing and to further increase the similarities, they kind of “pay homage” to the Sade record of the same name. With the smoothness intact, Diddy and his pussycat backup put a new spin on the rhythmic blues scene to commemorate their ongoing tour. Read the rest of this entry »

Ross and Trigga already have standing contributions to Last Train In Paris, but when you’re playing the ratings game, originality is the first to go out the window. So what we have here is three Negreos in tuxuedos playing house in the Axis Chemical Factory like it’s the end of days. Read the rest of this entry »

Go head and lounge on the pillow if you want to, but Diddy and the girls with the filthy Ben Franks manufactured a pretty sound and solid piece of plastic with the Last Train To Paris. Upbeat and rhythmic, cutting yet familiar, the online campaign which featured a smattering of Diddy doing the most ridiculous things has fizzled a bit, yet and still, the music remains lively as ever. Read the rest of this entry »

The road to Gold County or Platinumville is looking like it will be a long one for Dirty Money’s Last Train To Paris. In the meantime, the ensemble’s “Someone To Love Me” now has a facelift thanks in part to new Mary J. Blige vocals and a fresh verse from Young Money’s HNIC. The queen debuted the track last week while visiting Angie Martinez at the Hot 97 studios and here we are days later with the coveted “no DJ” version. Read the rest of this entry »

Who taught you how to diss Diddy like that?

“Fiddy taught me.”

Who taught you to call Diddy “girlfriend” whenever you mention him?

“Fiddy taught me.”
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Even with the “We Won’t Stop” slogan well-worn into our brains for its third consecutive decade, it is still quite the phenom to see Sean “Diddy” Combs make headway with his constantly dwindling rap resources. Long gone are the days when his “familia” scoured the charts to strengthen his musical empire with the past few years—unsurprisingly—forcing the multi-million dollar man’s recording duties to go into repose. Read the rest of this entry »

Travel from New York to Paris via subway? That Puffy guy surely outsmarted himself with his latest marketing campaign, even though the city seems none too happy. Read the rest of this entry »

I had a strong suspicion that Puff’s latest wasn’t going to wind up being as bad as everyone hopes. In fact from my first couple spins I can say, without gritting my teeth, that it is decent, at worst. But as not-terrible as the Diddy-Dirty Money collabs are, my real guilty pleasure is admittedly, the Bugatti Boyz collabs, because the good ‘ol constable is making a real shot at 2010’s Most Improved Player award. His verse on this album is only serves to prove my point. Though, of course, as usual, the real judgment of Paree’s Last Train will be known once it passes through The Crew’s grinders.

And of course, the visuals to “Ass on the Floor,” are out as well, which was accompanied by an informative essay courtesy of eskay the other day.

What in the blue heezy just transpired? I’m not sure why anyone would watch a Ustream video of a Diddy party, but whoever did that and went so far as to record it deserves a medal of honor – and a prostitute for all of your loneliness – because that person caught footage of one of the most hilarious clips you’ll see all year. Read the rest of this entry »

That last train to Parie is full steam ahead and now, Diddy-Dirty Money needs to find someone to hold and care for his tender heart in the wee hours of the night. He’s got plenty of baby momma’s and even more money, so, ladies if you’re interested, start practicing your best “sure I’d love to sign a pre-nump face” and brave the freezing cold in your most expensive outfit to cop his new album. Read the rest of this entry »

Twitter may have panned his SNL performance; and rightfully so. Diddy’s strongest platform is of the nonmusical persuasion; directly communicating to the people without any audio derailing his swagger. He’s a reality TV star and one of the best the culture has ever seen. So with that, the Bad Boy monarch is back in New York to promote Last Train To Paris through word of loud mouth. Read the rest of this entry »

Jay Electronica may have not got onboard but Diddy isn’t losing any sleep as his train to Parie is apparently still en route. Home is where the hatred is so Diddy and the girls are headed to the place where everybody knows your name: DUBAI. Seriously, if you have ever so much as been in a commercial in the United States, the people over in that desert will dub you a honorary monarch. Read the rest of this entry »

Realistically, I’m not expecting Cole World – that’s what I’m calling the album for now – until the first quarter of 2011. However, bills must be paid and a buzz has to be maintained, which means Jermaine is still breathing air into microphones for the masses enjoyment. Read the rest of this entry »

Hey Diddy!

Remember when you made this video and called it “Satisify You?” Or was it “Last Night?” I get confused © Young Buck. As far as I can see it, Ms. Porter should so sue for defamation of character from the whole rigmarole. Like the honorable underground collective who delved in the digital market once quoted: it’s the same song. Read the rest of this entry »

The Last Train To Paris has obviously been derailed off it’s original course of action and I refuse to be sold any wolf tickets to any sort of Detox Dreism on Diddy’s part. There’s more buzz in barbershop clippers than what’s surrounding this album. The only people who care about this album are named Justin: Combs & Tinsley. Read the rest of this entry »