Donnell Jones probably still wants to cuss me out after my nasty read of him for his mess of a show that ruined Mother’s Day 2016 for hundreds of St. Louis R&B lovers at the Ritz-Carlton. He earned it. The good news is that Donnell went into training harder than Rocky Balboa did after he got whooped up on by Apollo Creed! I’ve decided Donnell Jones has been underground preparing to redeem himself in St. Louis two years to the day that he ruined Mother’s Day for hundreds of R&B lovers. And I would be a hater if I didn’t say it paid off Sunday at Ballpark Village. I don’t want to be like Craig from “Friday” and bring up old stuff, so I’ll keep it with the success of his current performance. Listen, he went so hard to redeem himself that he even got that body snatched. Folks were really feeling it – so much so that couples broke into slow dancing all up and through Ballpark Village. That’s saying a lot in 2018. After seeing Marissa Perry and her boo two-stepping to “Knocks Me Off My Feet, it made me sad that I don’t presently have somebody to twirl around in my sundress with this summer. Oh, and I also enjoyed the blue-eyed soul of Dekota – wait, are his eyes blue? Anyway, if he gets a little help with his pitch he could be repping STL as music’s next big thing in this age of Adele, Justin Timberlake, Allen Stone and so on and so forth.
