Whatever you know about, music isn’t one of those things. I suggest you avoid wiring about it and spare yourself sounding like an idiot.

“Don’t stand so close to me”

Hey! The Police are actually good! I don’t care for Sting’s solo stuff, but c’mon! The Police are good.

Shhhhh, Albert, he’s a good digger!

For nearly 40 years he has made slickly-produced, clever, smarmy bullshit music congratulating boomers for thinking how nice it would be to be, like, citizens of the Earth, man. He has not made anything else...

I get it, Sting is a pretty shitty choice. But you have to admit that “King of Pain” set to Derrick Rose highlights will make for an entertaining halftime performance.

Great views, Schlereth.

Wu Ke mistake.

Sting, headlining the NBA's new "An Evening of Wine, Conversation and Basketball" approach at the AS game.

Man, that’s crazy!

Ice Cube: “Maybe we should have put a slave in Staight Outta Compton.” 5:00 mark.

It’s pretty fucking rich that people are cool with consuming and confronting slavery in the form of entertainment while gasping at the horror of it all, but refuse to budge when it comes to things like criminal justice reform, income inequality, etc., and acknowledging the lingering effects of a country built on the…

You know, they called Darko Milicic a “unicorn,” too, but only because his skills were a myth.

“The point is this: As attractive as the Spurs’ and Warriors’ brands of basketball are, it would be silly to ask Westbrook and Durant to put themselves into that box.”

Cam Newton is one of the most unprofessional, unsportsmanlike individual on the face of the planet.

The director is Ondi Timoner, not Ondi Timor. And Patti Smith’s memoir is Just Kids, not Just Friends. Oof.

I am now officially one of “the olds” because not one damn sentence in this article makes a damn lick of sense to me.

I don’t know what any of these words mean. So, today is starting to feel like a good day.

Rhymes with ‘Boston Shivers’.