Local Reviews: Clayton Carr

At a dance party comprised of a packed, windowless room of T-Pain fanatics, hair gel and “shawties” all uncontrollably grinding away, this album would probably go over quite well. For most of you who don’t get all sweaty and rub up against each other to music that could be considered either “hot” or “steamy,” this album probably won’t be up your alley.  … read more