People who see Tommy Castro and the Painkillers on his tour but have yet to hear his album, "Method To My Madness," will get a good idea of what to expect from this latest release by the time the show is over.
I don't know about the rest of you, but I am very ready to celebrate the passing of 2016 with two giant middle fingers and a glass of bourbon so large it borders on cartoonish. Say goodbye to a year featuring the death of about two dozen of the greatest minds, actors and musicians in history, the national mourning of a gorilla and enough bizarre politics to make reality feel like an episode of “Black Mirror.”
There are far worse rappers on the radio and definitely more annoying personalities that take up our airwaves, but why exactly is Riff Raff famous? Is it simply the idea of a white gangster rapper trying desperately to become a mixture of Scarface and Master P that makes us want to watch?