Review: Game of Thrones – Mockingbird

“Man, Fred Durst is really looking old these days”

Hi, people who … HOLY SHIT! Have you read this thing about HBO offering a mixtape to reach out to the (and I quote) “urban, multicultural audience” , as in, HBO wants to appeal to “African-Americans, Latinos and the broader “urban” market.” (source)

The mixtape is here. WARNING: IT INCLUDES PITBULL. Reggaeton is coming to your land of  fantasy, swords, plots and sex, Westeros (more like Westsideros, amirite?)

DISCUSS: Should Sloucher reach out to the “urban market”, especially since the owner is some crazy Mexican? Do we need a mixtape with Control Machete, Cartel de Santa and Paralamas to bring more readers?

Sigh y’all, my name is Orestes P. Xistos and I’ve upgraded my position in this Shithole of a Website (TM) called Sloucher, from reviewing singles & EPs, I now write about a show that is basically 50 Shades of Grey for bros/lads/patanes. So bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yay.

Repent your sins, crack open a beer (or the head of any Stark near you) and read my take on today’s episode, but first, a recap (unimanie rezyume): Continue reading “Review: Game of Thrones – Mockingbird”