Here’s the deal: DTB doesn’t watch a lot of TV. Or movies. But I would absolutely, totally, watch the ever-loving FRICK out of a TV show that starred Jarrett Allen and Spencer Dinwiddie. The show wouldn’t even have to be funny or creative. They could make fart jokes for twenty minutes for all I care. The real draw would be professionally-lit closeup shots of their respective hairstyles: Jarrett Allen with the fro and Spencer Dinwiddie with the crisp goatee.
Tentative title for this TV show: “Allen and Din-Dins”. Perfect.
I would also listen to a theoretical musical collaboration that featured Allen and Dinwiddie, no matter what the genre was or how amateurishly the music was performed. Rap? I don’t usually listen to it, but I’d listen to Thugg Allen and the Din-Dogg do off-time raps on an FL Studio beat for an hour and not even complain about it. Screamo? Not usually my jam, but a band called Bleeding December Rose with Allen doing bad screamed vocals and Dinwiddie hitting random drums on a drum set would be pretty rad. Jazz? Neither knows how to play an instrument and neither knows what a scale is, but if they appear on the vinyl cover in ironic 70’s style clothes, I’ll buy it off Discogs for eight hundred bucks if I have to. Just call it “free jazz”. It’s art. If you don’t understand it that makes you a simpleton.