By James Pavel

No rapper in hip hop embodies the quintessential modern-day word smith like Aubrey Drake Graham.

Drake is less gun play more word play.

He proves that in the modern era, one exerts more swag by wearing a well-tailored suit on the cover of GQ rather than throwing up esoteric gang signs on the cover of XXL or The Source Magazine. Drake’s upcoming album ‘Views from the 6’ is the most hyped album of the year by a titanic size. Drake’s stake with the Toronto Raptors features a role that rappers a mere 15 years ago openly fantasized about without a notion that it would one day be possible for an MC from Canada.

It is too early to deliver a verdict on ‘Views from the 6’ but the fact that it has become such a centerpiece of music conversation for such a lengthy period of time speaks to the influence that Drake controls. Yes, Kanye West’s new album has gained plenty of attention but partially because Kanye is such a desirable centre of ridicule. West admitted that 2014 was the year of Drake and not of Mr. West. The problem for ‘Ye’ is that he has yet to reclaim the throne from the Canadian MC. Jay-Z jumping on a track every time a Drake album drops places a clear stamp of approval on Drake’s Toronto forehead regardless of how differently Drizzy nay-sayers or even Kanye, may feel.

Along with Kyle Lowry and Demar DeRozan, Drake is the face of the Toronto Raptors. Yet as you obviously know, Drake does NOT play for the Raptors. Think about that. He has actually made a Raptor hat more famous than a Raptor can. Drake sits court side because he can afford it but mainly because he is the official ambassador of the Toronto Raptors. Sure, he slaps hands with Steph Curry and Lebron James when they are in town because who the hell wouldn’t?

Drake reigns supreme because he’s reppin’ a city that never has been repped outside of Canada. And folks, he’s not just rapping about it. He’s singing, he’s crooning and he’s dancing inside glowing fluorescent cubes without a care in the 6.


By James Pavel

5. Let me Blow Ya Mind – Eve feat. Gwen Stefani

It was widely recognized that Gwen Stefani was one of the most talented and desirable women in rock n’ roll, but she had yet to be used in any context outside of No Doubt. That all changed in 2001 when Stefani collaborated with Moby on ‘Southside,’ and then more impressively, with Eve for the Dr. Dre/Scott Storch produced ‘Let me Blow your Mind.’ It was the whitest of the white girls tag-teaming a Dre banger with a black woman who had bear paws tattooed on her ta tas. It proved to be a beautiful contrast. Dre teaming with Gwen was surprising, but it helped him broaden his talents and made an even wider group of club-goers bounce to his music without them immediately recognizing that one one of their favourite pop stars was singing to beats conceived by a hip-hop icon.


 4. Who Am I? (What’s My Name?) – Snoop Dogg

It is one of his most raucous and heavy sounding beats of the 90s. ‘What’s my Name?’ was a child of the ghetto wailing proudly for the cities of Long Beach and Compton to boogie to. The beat was pure gangster-funk, a term Dre’s cousin Warren G would come to further define and utilize throughout his successful 90s career. Nothing sounded better in your friends Acura Integra bolstered with amps or in 2016, in your signature Dr. Dre headphones.

3. Nuthin’ but a G thang – Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg

It was that siren spinning through the introduction, like a snake slithering its way over Dre’s Compton keyboards that helped transfix fans with this song from 1993 til’ infinity. It’s G-Funk for the California beaches because hey, gangsters need to lounge too. This track would signify the beginning of the true domination of Dre-produced tracks, an era that would launch the career of Snoop Dogg and then several years later, the real Slim Shady.


 2. In Da Club – 50 Cent

In an interview accessible through YouTube, 50 Cent’s nemesis Ja Rule describes his reaction to when he first heard the thunderous boom of ‘In Da Club.’ – Oh Shit. Ja Rule, Murda Inc. and the rest of the hip-hop world would be at the mercy of Fiddy after he dropped a track that featured Dre’s most pulsating and intimidating beat of his career. One could argue that this release was the pinnacle of rap music in terms of sheer popularity. There was no mass EDM scene, rock n’ roll was going through its most awkward phase of its existence and country music remained loyal to true cowboys and cowgirls. Dre’s production juxtaposed perfectly with Fiddy’s monstrous size and legendary survival tales. It would mark yet a fourth rapper that had their career grossly augmented by a superb beat via the Doctor of hip hop. This track had originally been bookmarked for Dre’s elusive and essentially mythical album ‘Detox,’ but he decided it would better serve the 50 Cent agenda. We can only hope that Dre receives annual Christmas Cards from the G-Unit household.

1. Still D.R.E. – Dr. Dre feat. Snoop Dogg

Green, neon goosebumps. It’s the sensation every rap head aged 12-30 experienced when this G’d up piano with bandanas falling off its keys absorbed our living rooms and our mental soundtrack for the entirety of 1999. This track roared that Dre’s not just back, he might even be better than he was back in 1993. He made Snoop Dogg relevant again after his ill-advised stint with No Limit Records, and he reminded everyone what California Love sounded like, with one of rap music’s defining orchestras.



By James Pavel


Coldplay was on a war path to attempt to make the most peaceful and benevolent album known to planet Earth after the dreary affair titled, Ghost Stories. Yet the heart pangs left over in the debris from divorce and tales from the dead still manage to infiltrate Coldplay’s dogged attempt at a smiley face emoticon album. ‘Fun’ doesn’t sound as fun as it should be, because it’s really about somebody reflecting on the best parts of a relationship past its due date. (Below is a cover track.)


Father John cruises from Earth to space and only in the dark corners of nowhere does he allow his most sensitive thoughts to escape. It sound as though it has enough instruments to commission three school bands all competing at once, but all somehow works thanks to the genius of one of the few musical priests we can trust.



Nobody takes inanimate objects and transforms them into marvelous, complex observations like DCFC. A picture in a frame should be as so, but to Ben Gibbard, his lack of presence in the photo indicates a direct snub. No one is as hyper sensitive as poor ol’ Benny, but then nobody is more self-aware either. The latest Death Cab offering was nowhere near the scope and value of the one prior (Codes and Keys), but it still contained enough genuinely sharp perspective to keep the Death Cab camp content.



A rock n’ roll living legend demonstrates he still has a few aces up his pissed-on rain jumper. If there was ever any quarrel over who the more talented Gallagher brother was, Noel, the grumpier one, put those debates to a bitter sleep with the release of his second solo album. It sounds alive and ready to entertain an aging but eager audience, and yet it still smells of that familiar Oasis cologne we dosed ourselves in the 90s with.


They’ve been downloaded more than Justin Timberlake and Jay-Z combined. They are a group that will never go away and now we are kind of happy they didn’t. Sure, ‘This Love’ and ‘She will be Loved’ were barrels of fun, but we didn’t expect it to continue. But the stupidly catchy ‘Moves like Jagger’ arrived followed by ‘Love Somebody.’ Oh and just in case we didn’t know who Adam Levine was yet, the reality program The Voice implanted him into every living room across North America. In 2015, we received a charming and delightful track about nothing we’ve never heard before, but now we can all finally agree that we are content that the band named after the colour between red and purple managed to stick around.



They are the Beach Boys for hipsters and new millennials. Their obsession with California dreamin’ is equal, but with a female singer comes a unique set of issues and reservations. Best Coast lead singer Bethany Cosentino can’t recall how she met John Doe in the first place, but he has successfully infiltrated her mind, her heart, and even the two pools of water stuck in her head.



It is a wave of dreams brushing over velvet skies, a description that one could apply to everything Beach House in general. They have such a specific sound, yet continue to engineer new methods of making it sound all new again, a quality that can only be used to describe a great band.


It lands in the top three songs of summer 2015. It was everywhere, like women’s jean shorts with white pockets seeping through the thighs and Lipton’s twisted iced teas. This banger has an absurdly catchy refrain pounding its way through every sound system north of the Antarctica. ‘Lean On’ made contorting one’s fingers into a gun the wildest hand gesture since we were throwing up the Westside symbol.


Nobody has had more harmless fun poked at them than Drake. People genuinely hate Kim Kardashian. People genuinely hope Kanye West is attacked by sharks. But nobody genuinely hates the homie from the 6. He manages to combine tennis lessons, skiing, and grey turtlenecks into the strangest version of interpretive dance we’ve seen in music video format. He has managed to make owls and Toronto appear to be his inventions and now he has turned a generic line like “you used to call me on my cellphone,” sound like yet another signature Drizzy quip.


Trumpets, raspy voices and a new four-minute, half-ass apology define another Bieber banger. Just in case ‘Where are Ü now?’ or ‘What do you mean?’ didn’t sell you on the Bieber fever revamp, ‘Sorry’ was the one that finally lured you in. Even the biggest haters were declaring their sudden affection for Canada’s most lovable brat. Couples were breaking up on purpose so they could sing this track to one another in unison. The power of Biebs was undeniable at the halfway point of the decade.


This song is more hype than the sprinkler under the trampoline in the summertime. It’s a song by a woman who is believably weird as opposed to the forced blue hair and contrived rebellion of Miley Cyrus, Hillary Duffy etc. As they say in Austin, Texas, stay weird Grimes.



No song sounded as desperately urgent as ‘Let it Happen,’ a title that begs the listener to surrender to the cheetah-like pace of life. “All this running around, I can’t fight it much longer,” they sing during a brief hiatus from the technological chaos we’ve been submerged in since the turn of the decade. The robotic, computer blizzard that blisters in and out of this MDMA-laced bouncy castle is the perfect sound to symbolize the never-ending text messages, the infinite Facebook and Instagram feeds and the obsessive reality jungle we all swing vine to vine from.


Dr. Dre skipped the detox and headed straight for Hollywood. Dre hasn’t experienced failure in decades and that certainly wasn’t going to stop in 2015. He helped release one of the most successful movies of the year, a film depicting his rise to greatness, and then attached a very 2015-sounding soundtrack to it. The album was meh, but ‘Animals’ packed the exact same power, venom and tenacity that made NWA the world’s most dangerous group. (Below is an instrumental only.)


Kendrick Lamar rides shotgun with the doctor as they pop the top on Dre’s Chevy Impala and manage to bounce all the way back to 1993. This instrumental could be off of Dre’s The Chronic or Snoop Dogg’s Doggystyle, but instead it arrives with the second most influential rapper in the game, the self-proclaimed King Kunta. Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly album was criminally overrated, but this Kunta track has legs on a daddy-long leg scale.


Climate change and debt, he still wants her. The world is burning, but the Killers front man can only think about being madly in love. His second solo album would be telling, as it was certainly time for B-Flow to roar in a new direction. We heard every tale Las Vegas could offer, could Brandon finally revise his storytelling? The answer was a scintillating yes. He brought Mo-Town flavour to the reflection bakery and managed to carve a thoughtful and purposeful cake without sounding preachy or whiny. Brandon’s smiling the entire video, as if he knows we are all going to be OK, even if it doesn’t feel like it.



Back to back like he Jordan 96’, 97. Drizzy wants to be like Mike, but in reality he is the Steph Curry of the game right now. He’s making shots so easily and so consistently that the competition is currently suffering from a combination of slack jaw and night tremors. This is the most important diss track since 50 Cent destroyed Ja Rule’s career with ‘Back Down.’ It’s grimy, intimidating and laced with a couple of deadly one-liners, none more exceptional than “Is that your world tour or your girl’s tour?” Drizzy sings, he dances and he used to play a handicap kid in high school, but he proves you best not piss him off.


Mumford and Sons borrow Coldplay’s template for ‘Fix you’ and achieve similarly explosive results. A slow, reflective build-up, followed by a memorable shotgun blast of electricity. It was Mumford’s best way of letting fans know that the banjo has been retired to the closet for now, and they better bring their ear buds and stomping boots in 2015.


It’s not Starbucks or Tim Horton’s. Nah, what Miguel is brewing can’t be found in stores, but only in private bedrooms near you. Coffee is what deters half the nation from driving off a bridge every morning or destroying the photo copier with a sledgehammer, but for Miguel a fresh pot symbolizes a successful night prior. ‘Coffee’ is a return to tremendous vocals and sensual RnB, a musical beverage desperately lacking from today’s musical vending machine.


Billy Jean drama with Bruno Mars funk made the coolest song ever made about banging out booger sugar the second greatest track of 2015. From Tom Cruise lip-syncing on The Late Show with Jimmy Fallon, to every dance floor going mental when the DJ dropped it, this weekend madness was inescapable. With the exception of Taylor Swift, 2014 was void of any true pop classics. But in 2015, we have at least one single that will remain a dance floor anthem until we all go numb.


The Bieber comeback plan was executed to perfection. Such a rotten apple in 2014, he was almost certainly on the path to wash-up village, population Lindsey Lohan. Bieber was mocked, ridiculed and despised. The boy who was supposed to be the next Justin Timberlake had fallen, and no one was certain if anyone cared enough to help him back up. And so began operation comeback. It began with the Justin Bieber roast on Comedy Central. The comedians/guests occasionally peppered Biebs, but left the heavy artillery for each other. When Biebs finally took the podium and thanked everyone, he gave us a juvenile smirk as if to say, “Why so serious?”

He gave a semi-sincere apology and we all sort of forgave him. But all was truly washed away with the tide when he finally did what he was supposed to do – release tremendous pop music. ‘Where are Ü now?’ is the defining song of 2015 because it sounds from the version of the future that we were all supposed to live in. Yet we don’t have spaceships, teleports, or vacations planned in other galaxies. What we do have is music videos where paintings, tattoos and graffiti collide. We have music where boy band hysteria blends with underground dub step and pretty boys collaborate with tattooed skids. What we do have is a world where a megalomaniac from Ontario, Canada is the king of pop culture in 2015.


By James Pavel

  • The strongest emotion that I experienced during this movie was sadness. There are some great shots, some satisfactory action scenes, but to summarize this movie with a singular emoticon, it would be a :( with tears streaming down.
  • Jake Gyllenhaal is in this movie for about a third less than I anticipated. Yet, he still stood out to me as one of the most intriguing characters. He is a reckless hippie with a strong passion for Grandpa’s old, cough medicine, and eventually succumbs to his stubbornness to play by the rules.
  • Gyllenhaal is the most unpredictable actor in Hollywood at the moment.
  • I could never and would never attempt to climb Everest or any mountain remotely close to its tremendous size. I genuinely believe that humans aren’t really meant to attempt such a feat. We can’t get planes or helicopters up there, what makes us think our brittle bones belong that high up?
  • In my eyes, the idea of being that cold for that long is a vivid and accurate portrayal of Hell.
  • It is ironic that many believe that Heaven is up above, but the highest point on the planet is actually an area where one’s nose could freeze off after five minutes. #Justsayin.
  • There are scenes in this film that remind me of the Alberta winter. Yes folks, winter really is that brutal in the prairies.
  • I wonder if little Sarah has any interest in climbing.
  • Freezing to death, falling under ice and drowning, and being eaten by sharks remain the top three worst ways to die in my books.
  • Jason Clarke is the best lead actor that no one has heard of. He has now starred in ‘The Great Gatsby,’ ‘Dawn of the Planet of the Apes’ and now ‘Everest.’ Say it with me – Jason Clarke. He ain’t going nowhere.


By James Pavel

-Mission Impossible is America’s version of James Bond and rather than compare who is better, I feel they are both necessary in the fictional world of terrorism and nuclear attacks.

-Yes, Tom Cruise is crazier than a senior home. But that is why we must hault celebrity worship. They are JUST people. That means they convey idiotic ideas similar to your toddler brother or your crystal-meth addicted sister. They are actors – that’s it. So appreciate him as an actor and do not view him as some sort of all-knowing idol or as someone who should automatically know right from wrong, or crazy from sane.

-Three of the most badass action scenes of the year all occur in this film: Firstly and obviously, the opening scene where Tom Cruise rides on the side of a departing aircraft. Secondly, the underwater sequence where it has been reported that Cruise held his breath for five minutes. Thirdly, the motorcycle scene where Cruise travels at mach 7 speeds to catch a spy carrying an extremely important memory card.

-Toned, pouty-faced, Eastern Europeans/Russians are the new blonde.

-For 53 years old, Tom Cruise is stupidly jacked.

-For 53 years old, Tom Cruise has amazing hair.

-For 53 years old, Tom Cruise is cooler than most 17 year olds.

-This movie was entertaining, but it is the second installment of this series that will likely be considered the greatest version when it’s all set and done.

-I can’t look at Alec Baldwin without thinking of Jack Donaghy.

-What a shame that Tom Cruise has come to be such a polarizing character. In the past five years, he has released three of his greatest action movies: Oblivion, Edge of Tomorrow, and now  Mission Impossible: Rogue Nation. Cruise is the greatest action hero of all time, but his career has taken such a savage blow from his personal beliefs and antics, that his accomplishments will forever be cast in a dismal shadow of controversy and confusion.


By James Pavel

20. Luniz – I got 5 on it

If you didn’t blaze at least one blunt in the 90s to this track, your life may be void of meaning. This track doesn’t disguise that it’s about drugs (see 2015’s ‘I can’t Feel my Face’), instead it celebrates its loyalty to joint rolling and hot-boxing, fresh with a chorus that sounds straight out of the late, great Nate Dogg’s stable.

19. Warren G feat. Nate Dogg – Nobody Does it Better

Nate wasn’t lying. Nobody crushed a hook like him and nobody has since. He was the West Coast maestro, the one who turned a couple sizzling bars into an instant classic. Warren G, Dr. Dre’s cousin (fun fact), brings his A-game and we catch Warren at his finest, singing about how everyone should be proud of their silver medals when they’re looking up at him on the hip-hop podium.

18. Outkast – Rosa Parks

Country music meets rap music, Humans meet ATliens and the world meets Andre 3000 and Big Boi. Two of music’s most eclectic characters dropped one of the funkiest rap tracks of the decade, a trend that continued right up until the 2000s where their career climaxed with a Grammy victory for album of the year. Andre 3000 is now maybe the most overhyped entertainer on the planet and Big Boi maybe the most underrated rapper in the game spitting solo, but we’ll never forget the hot sauce they spilled back in the decade where our greatest fear was computers tripping over a 0 being added to its date calculation.

17. Skee-Lo – I Wish

This track came out after the film Aladdin and when making three wishes to a giant blue man that sounded like Robin Williams was all the rage. Skee-Lo was refreshing because unlike other rappers, he rapped about what he did NOT have. Skee-Lo is self-depreciating and self-aware, two qualities that generally don’t see the light of day in the world of hip-hop.

16. House of Pain – Jump Around

Getting’ white boy drunk is a relatively new saying, but it should have erupted in 1992. These drunken Irishmen threw a party so boisterous that it has people jumping at football stadiums, pubs and weddings to this day. It temporarily turned rap into a mosh pit, but at its core is most definitely a hip-hop banger for the ages.

15. Craig Mack – Flava in Your Ear Remix

Bad Boy Records never sounded so unified. It features Big Daddy Kane’s 80s rhyme play escorted to the future, where Biggie and Mack drop lyrical mind tricks over and over again with LL Cool J helping on the remix with non-sexual lyrics for a change and Busta Rhymes sounding fresh out of the insane asylum.

14.  Master P – Gangsters Need Love too

P loved to squeeze all his signature grunts and yelps into each track, a tactic mimicked by today’s rappers such as Young Jeezy and even Kanye. P was, for a notable period, the wealthiest hip-hop producer on the planet. His label No Limit pumped out albums by Silk da Shocker, Mystikal and even Snoop Dogg, but the greatest album ever produced by the No Limit Soldiers was by P himself. “Ghetto D” is not west coast or east coast, it’s just a common-ground classic.

13. Lil Troy – I Wanna be a Baller

White people have never been so confused by hip-hop lingo when it comes to the term “Baller.” We assume rappers mean playing basketball, despite zero references to free throw shooting or slam dunks. “Ballin” of course means throwing American benjamins in the air, rolling in drop top convertibles, and drinking expensive alcohol that still tastes disgusting. We all want to be ballers, and Lil Troy provides the anthem.

12. LL Cool J – Doin’ it

Rap’s biggest pervert was the mastermind behind some of rap’s dirtiest tracks and made listening to rap more than just a boys club. Women dug LL, as he will remind you in every track, but this one had just enough testosterone to make dudes bob their head to. Based on this track alone, LL is the king of dirty talk and probably takes sexting to a disgusting new level.

11. Mobb Deep – Shook Ones part. II

The Mobb never achieved the glory and success they dreamed of, but what they did do was create one of the hottest rap songs of the 90s. M.O.B.B. was more than just a punch line in a Jay-Z diss track (The Takeover), as proven by the film 8 Mile when Rabbit’s go-to freestyle beat is this instrumental. It’s a stupidly sick beat that Havoc and Prodigy augment with grimy, back alley vernacular that shakes the booties off half-way crooks right across the country.


10.  Coolio – Gangster’s Paradise

 Despite his ridiculous haircut, Coolio dropped some serious material in the 90s. The song served as the perfect appetizer for the feature film, Dangerous Minds, executing one of those perfect maneuvers where both song and movie achieve success.

9. Snoop Dogg – Gin & Juice

‘Gin and Juice’ is the defining backyard boogie that horrifies parents with real-life tales of what actually happens when Mom and Dad leave their teenager home alone so they can visit Aunty Betty for the weekend.  Pockets full of rubbers, enough booze to send a choir of students to the emergency room, and enough green in the air to decorate a St. Patrick’s Day parade and it all started with a little endo and a few sips of gin and juice.

8. Jay-Z – Dead Presidents II

It’s the hardest version of Jay-Hova, and therefore the realest version. He snags a sample off his future rival Nasty Nas and as he spits in his eventual diss, Nas made it a hot line, but Hova made it a hot song. It is how every submission in the early 90s coming out of New York tried to sound, except nobody nailed the exam like Jay.

7. Westside Connection – The Gangsta, the Killa and the Dope Dealer

 This song serves as the pinnacle of gangster rap. Not even in N.W.A was Ice Cube this menacing. Someone didn’t just piss in his corn flakes, there’s a full-on cowpie floating around in there, and he’s not happy about it. Normally co-conspirators signal the time to switch songs, but WC and Mac 10 do more than just hold their own with the Don Mega. This song samples Nine Inch Nails’ “Hurt” but they take the pain down Crenshaw Boulevard instead of a downward spiral via Trent Reznor.

6. Puff Daddy – I’ll be Missing you

 The best hip-hop sample ever? Probably. Puffy takes the Police’s creepy, stalker-tale and turns into a timeless dedication to the memory of Notorious BIG. Say what you will about Bad Boy Records, but they sure did a lot more for the memory of Big Poppa than Death Row ever did for their fallen soldier, Tupac Shakur. From a career standpoint, the track launched Puffy from Biggie’s hype man to a respected solo artist and eventual Grammy winner. This song is now synonymous with Biggie’s death and remains a staple of mourning.

 5. Nas – If I Ruled the World

 Nasty recruits pre-crazy Lauryn Hill and makes people remember what important rap sounds like. No one spits intellect like Nas and not many of his tracks arrive as crystal clear as the message in Rule the World.

4. Bone Thugs n’ Harmony – Crossroads

Eazy-E’s Clevland diciples pay him the ultimate tribute by having their greatest track serve as a toast to his legacy along with other precious, fallen loved ones. Bone went on to have an illustrious hip-hop career, but this track remains their cornerstone to this day.


3. Notorious B.I.G – Hypnotize

This song could be “Big Poppa,” or “Juicy” but it’s the music video that separates this track as Biggie’s all-time greatest. Remember, there was no YouTube, Netflix, Snapchat, Facebook etc., in the 90s; It was MTV and MuchMusic. So when a video dropped, the whole world paid attention. And no video was cooler (the 90s term for sick) than “Hypnotize.” Diddy was still Puffy and had more swagger than Kanye West and Jay-Z partyin’ at the Grammys. Plus, there’s mermaids. Hot mermaids.

2. Dr.Dre and Snoop Dogg – Ain’t nothin’ but a G thang

It’s the best back-and forth in rap history. Pass the hot potato has never been so fun, as both spit delicious, west-coast venom, and pave two roads that lead to hip-hop royalty and millions upon millions of records sold.

1. Tupac Shakur – Live and Die in L.A.

Tupac Shakur was the white Kurt Cobain of the 90s in terms of how he defined it, lived it and died in it. Nobody rapped harder, nobody repped harder and nobody has been missed more than rap’s ultimate poster boy. The track has a funky, floating in the Venice Beach waves which brilliantly juxtaposes the lyrics and Tupac’s life as a whole. The world’s worst kept secret is that we all dream of living in California and nobody exploited that cover-up better than the dude with Thug life tatted across his belly. “Every n**** in L.A. got a little bit of thug in em” was such a genius way of making every wannabe wankster believe that Tupac revered them in some twisted California brotherly manner. Most importantly, Tupac was not just a rapper for black people but for everybody because of his poignant poetry, his ability to point out social injustices and all accomplished with such unmatched thug passion that he remains the greatest rapper to have ever grabbed a microphone.



By James Pavel 

 Beautiful women and handsome men gawking over one individual and declaring the eventual victor madly in love is to some, as fake as television can get.

We can’t “act” love, or script true feelings, but when spoiled with helicopter rides, nightly hot tub dates and ample litres of wine, the L-bomb gets dropped more on ‘The Bachelor’ and ‘The Bachelorette’ than at a drunken heart to heart between two bros.

But what is horrible, hilarious and mildly depressing is that this reality series is actually as real as reality shows get. This isn’t ‘Survivor’, where producers have to recognize which contestants will immediately loathe each other and therefore clash. It’s not ‘the Apprentice’ where teams are “randomly” formed, only to ensure chaos ensues because type A personalities are clashing from the get-go.

I can’t tell you how ‘The Bachelor’ series is not similar to ‘Keeping with the Kardashians’ because that show is media pollution, plain and simple.

Home renovation shows are the greatest fraud of them all. Elapsed time, unrealistic budgets and who knows how many actual tradesmen and women working on site before the miraculous unveiling of a brand new dining room.

The Bachelor/Bachelorette is easy peasy for the writing team. They need to recruit 20 to 30 great looking people that are hell bent on falling in love with the same tenacity that their grandparents had.

You find an individual that is drop-dead gorgeous but has enough intelligence to carry a broad conversation with anyone from George Clooney to Daffy Duck, and that is where the hardships for the production team stops.

You just allow emotions and jealousy to take centre stage and make sure the cameras catch everything. These men and women ARE real. And although I didn’t initially believe so, I do now believe that their emotions ARE real. They are caught up in this majestic landscape where they get to be swooned and attempt to swoon this beautiful creature and finally, yes finally, their greatest fantasies are coming true.

They are in love and they desperately don’t want this joyride to end. They believe that the 15 minutes to sometimes a full day is theirs to capture and own, and yes, to love. So the cattiness begins. The resentment leaks through. They suddenly aren’t on the cherished one-on-one date and it is driving them bananas.

There is no show that amplifies the foundations of jealousy the way The Bachelor/Bachelorette series does. And because these feelings of love, betrayal and jealousy are as real as Donald Trump running for president in 2016, then it must be declared as the realest reality show on television.