Ty Dolla Sign cranks Bad Brains, hangs with Charli XCX and mixes soul, hard rap beats and brash views on women, love and sex.
On a dreary Tuesday morning in New York, Ty Dolla Sign reminisces about the previous weekend's hedonism. "I just sat right there at that couch two days ago," he says, gesturing across the room with a tattooed knuckle. "I had 12 girls sitting around me." The 30-year-old reclines on a banquette at Hudson Terrace, a currently empty nightclub in Midtown Manhattan. The women in leopard-print boots are gone, as is the Jameson bottle he didn't fully recover from until after last night's show at Highline Ballroom, when he finally crashed at his hotel.