Perhaps you are on your way to the gym, listening to some hip-pop anthem to get the blood going. You think: yeah, that sounds good. "We are gonna run this town tonight." "I do want that cake cake cake cake."
There is a slight slippage of ego as you meld with the persona in the song—staring into the mirror to find you are mouthing out a rogue, “Westside!,” or whispering with a little too much conviction: "I am a god." A glittery EDM beat comes in, lifting you up, rollercoaster style, to the bridge of the track, where, adrenaline spiking, you become your true self—which is to say, [...]
This weekend, Thrillist sponsored a junket of media influencers on a trip to Miami, where they stayed at the Fontainebleau. While junketeers were responsible for their own airfare, the hotel and liquor and sponsored dinners were on the house. This is a collected oral history, in chronological order, of their stories from arrival to departure.
"I landed and immediately met a bunch of great people who were ready to get it popping. We get to the hotel and instantly the Thrillist special check-in had gift bags with so much swag that as it was handed to me I think I felt my bicep rip." -Richard Boehmcke.