T-Pain. The technology, the voice, the sunglasses, the writing chops, the less than movie-star good looks, the top hat, the ill songs and productions. Dude still has a long career ahead of him, no matter how much you may want to see him off pop radio.

This weekend, news has been filtering out that Theophalus Pain, aka Terry Cloth Pain (that’s Phonte’s witty T-Pain names that I’m biting), busted his mouth in a golfing accident.

March hasn’t been Mr. Pain’s month, there’s the flaking on concerts, of course he let his dad run wild on the man (appearing again here in Mexico City on Wednesday) who gave him a music deal. Man, I do hope he gets better, soon.
This is a developing story, if ever there was one. Of course the blogs with the connected people, and the Bay Area blog that reported on Pain missing a stop with Weezy F. Baby.
The only thing startling to me in all this is the worsening of Lil Kim’s face as she appears in a web video taken this weekend in Hollywood, looking way too much like Dontatella Versace or David LaChappelle’s Jersey-born muse.
For the sake of Kim’s video (smh) I wonder who gets to step into T-Pain’s top hat.

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