The show goes on...

This is definitely the cheese-ball in me, but I've taken to associating this year's seasons with Chicago rappers' album releases. (Probably because I'm in Chicago.)

Winter was Kanye's spectral My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. An album which I initially loved, then spent a week internally criticizing and picking apart all of its flaws, and am now largely indifferent to. (The parallels to the Chicago winter should be clear.)

Over the past few days, with the temperature creeping above 40 nearly every day this week, perhaps out of some misguided defiance, it's been Lupe Fiasco's Lasers. Corny, exuberant, warm, inspiring, motivational, imperfect... sounds like spring to me. Especially the album's near midpoint, the "Float On"-sampling "The Show Goes On"...

Alright, already the show goes on
All night, 'til the morning we dream so long
Anybody ever wonder
When they would see the sun up?
Just remember when you come up
The show goes on...


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IN news more directly related to my fellowship, things are going well... We're fighting to get an important reform through the legislature. I just learned today I'll probably be helping revamp the way the state displays information about its schools. I could go into great detail on either of these, but for now, may it suffice to say that they're intimately tied to things going well. The show goes on.