para11ax
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No-style-havin' mf'er
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Jimster said:Where is the Like button doe? Where is it doe?
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Is Mark Zuckerberg after you, Raj? ;) -
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Artistes everyone likes but you don't?
Hairy Moody said:bassie2 said:Kendrick Lamar (out of everything he's done, I can think of less than five songs I like and half that's with him as a feature)
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Your homeboy Drake, though, is baffling. I don't get that dude's appeal at all. He's good-looking and all (as long as he's not smiling), but he can't write, can't rap, can't dance, and can't seem to advance his correspondence-course mack. I've yet to hear a record by that dude that didn't sound like Adele, Jeremy Scott, and a Little Debbie Swiss Roll bound together into a single slowly rapping mummy. Like a remorseful Lloyd Banks, only less intimidating and more paid. No thanks.
Yeah, I'm still working my way through dude, but I'm pretty close to the end. As recently as a couple years ago I had my physical media down to a couple singles with good instrumentals ("Happy People" and, god help me, "Freaky In The Club"), but I don't even fuck with those anymore, so I think that just leaves mp3s of "When A Woman's Fed Up" and "Be Careful." At some point I'll probably get there with those, too, though. Fuck that dude, for real and forever. (Gas face, too, to Chance The Rapper for putting him on one of two Chance The Rapper songs I halfway like. I get that Chano's like nine years old or whatever, and is, like Minnie Pearl, "just so happy to be here!", but still.)bassie2 said:I listen to a good many artists whose personal conduct ran/runs from questionable to revolting. I've been able to separate the art from the artist...til R Kelly.
Within the past year or so, it's become impossible to hear him without my skin crawling. Officially done with that.
I know the timing of this is shitty, but one of my big ones is Bowie. With the exception of maybe six or eight singles, I can only hang, not genuinely enjoy. I was born in '74, and I think if you're around my age and didn't have an older sibling or a cool friend to guide you around behind the curtain, what you were left with was the surface layer of Bowie in all his less-interesting 1980s ubiquity. And with that, you're gonna plateau. I was a teenage punk, uninterested in theatricality or performance or chameleonic quick-change, so to me the main message of Bowie seemed to be "It's okay--you don't have to mean things." I moved on, and never truly circled back.
Welcome back, James.