Music News: Lights Out w/Beyonce and Lightin' It Up w/FOB

Well folks, the music event of the year is now over. Beyoncé killed it at the halftime show, brought her girls out for the we-all-knew-it-was-really-happening Destiny's Child reunion and then shut down half the electricity in the Mercedes-Benz Superdome. (FYI: The NFL says it wasn't Beyoncé's fault. Read here.)

Bey's performance seemed an overall tribute to her husband. Though we were wishing and hoping and thinking and praying that Hov would show, we gave in to the theory that M.I.A. ruined any chance of Hiphop entering the SuperBowl for awhile yet when she flipped the bird during last year's halftime show. Starting with 'Love On Top' and ending with 'Halo' was not my favorite set list for Beyoncé but...she's Beyoncé. She can do no wrong.

Yes, I love Beyoncé. But there's one thing I love more and that's Destiny's Child. And even though I knew the rumors were true I almost cried when Kelly Rowland and Michelle Williams jumped on stage on either side of Beyoncé. Suddenly I was in high school getting ready to see Destiny's Child in concert with my best buds. Memories! Here's to the past and future appearing on the new Destiny's Child compilation album, 'Love Songs,' which contains the girl group's best love songs plus the new 'Nuclear' and Kelly Rowland's 'Heaven'.

I woke up Monday morning after the Super Bowl thinking: what do we have to look forward to now? Thank you, +Fall Out Boy , for answering that question. The boys are back with a new single and new album coming in May. The video for their new song, 'My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light Em Up)' features the one and only +2 Chainz . +Patrick Stump 's voice still amazes me (yes, he's kept his voice sharp with a pretty successful solo career the past decade). Has it really been ten years since FOB? I'm so excited for 'Save Rock and Roll'!

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