McConaughey, Lovable, Affable Nutjob, Has, I Sh*t You Not, Started Writing Rap Songs
In an interview with GQ this week, Matthew McConaughey says “of course” he still plays the bongos naked. Shine on you crazy diamond. Better still, he confesses that he keeps a list of “aphorisms, bumper stickers, truths and rhymes.” Things he’s seen around town? Sure. But also ones he’s cooked up for himself. AND LATELY HE’S STARTED WRITING RAP SONGS. I know. It’s a dream come true. Here’s the sample he gave GQ:
“Rollin’ through yellow lights on my skateboard/ Kiss the fire and walk away whistling’.”
WHEN, WHERE, HOW CAN I SEE A MATTHEW MCCOUNAGHEY RAP BATTLE?! With a stoned Woody Harrelson on accompanying bongos? Please?
The whole interview is filled with this sort of charming nonsense and accompanied by some curious photos where they’ve appeared to style McCounaghey as a 50s screen star? Like, is he doing James Dean here? Not great. You keep getting older, Matt. You’re not staying the same age. All right? All right.
(I would loved to have been the photographer who said “Matt? How about in this one you hook your thumb awkwardly in your waistband? Just to maximize the awkward? Yes. That’s it! HOLLLD IT!”)
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