The Age of Pleasure Tour
Kings Theatre | September 28, 2023
Some albums shift the zeitgeist of the culture. It's divinely on time. Sent from the Heavens. Gift wrapped by God. Drippin' in Yemọja. Quenching thirsts on some top shelf "Champagne Shit."
The Age of Pleasure is one of those albums. It's all the things, when the things are needed and necessary.
After surviving a pandemic unswabbed, unvaccinated and being treated like a second-class citizen, burnout and a mental breakdown from my previous job, friends and family drama, and the randomness and recklessness of life, I felt like I had made it through. It was time for Pleasure. And I deserved it.
I took a much needed trip to Turks and Caicos to celebrate the last year of my 30s. Float was my theme music.
The Age of Pleasure is one of those albums. It's all the things, when the things are needed and necessary.
After surviving a pandemic unswabbed, unvaccinated and being treated like a second-class citizen, burnout and a mental breakdown from my previous job, friends and family drama, and the randomness and recklessness of life, I felt like I had made it through. It was time for Pleasure. And I deserved it.
I took a much needed trip to Turks and Caicos to celebrate the last year of my 30s. Float was my theme music.
No, I'm-, no, I'm not-, no, I'm not the same
No, I'm not the same, no, I'm not the same
No, I'm not the, fuck
No, I'm not the same, uh
I think I done changed, yeah
Woo, woo, woo...
No, I'm not the same, nigga (not the same, no)
I think I done changed, nigga, uh
See somethin' not the same, nigga (not the same, no)
I used to walk into the room head down
I don't walk, now I float...
#Deadass.
Drizzle to rain. Delayed trains. It didn't matter. The Queen was headed to Kings in a beanie, sweats, Jordans, and a Wilson's leather jacket. This was my fifth event in as many days. I was on 100 and runnin'. I needed this. My spirit needed this. The rain was befitting - it was a cleanse.
Drizzle to rain. Delayed trains. It didn't matter. The Queen was headed to Kings in a beanie, sweats, Jordans, and a Wilson's leather jacket. This was my fifth event in as many days. I was on 100 and runnin'. I needed this. My spirit needed this. The rain was befitting - it was a cleanse.
Me and Rick vibin' before the show - GRACE JONESSSS!!!
Flyana Boss
Hello, Christ? (What's up?)
I'm 'bout to sin again...
I'm 'bout to sin again...
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To the lives we lead
To the lives we lead
To the dreams we chase
To the dreams we chase
To the moments that we make
To the moments that we make
And the fucked up shit we can't erase
And the fucked up shit we can't erase, woo