This is the trashiest thing that I have ever had the pleasure of listening to.
Between Adele, Justin Bieber, The Weeknd, Kendrick Lamar and many other major releases some time-worthy tracks got lost in the shuffle.
“When you hear the word 'band' what gender do you associate it with?”
''Speedin’ Bullet 2 Heaven' removes everything that once made Cudi unique and popular – ease of listening, productive strength, etc. – and replaces it with his best attempt at replicating the ’90s grunge movement.
We might not all be living in communes or crossing the country in painted Volkswagen vans, but 35 years later John Lennon’s legacy remains strong.
They strive for color, and they aim for flavor, funkiness and relevancy. Sometimes they get there; sometimes they don’t.
This is what it looks like when we remove the beer goggles: the deaths of rockstars are ugly, minimalist, unsurprising.
Grimes plunges us into a millennial maelstrom of bouncy beats, hyper-digital samples and saccharine vocals.
Adele had us at “hello,” but so did these other artists.
I want to think up impossibly huge ideas and break my brain while I’m trying to stretch the limits of what’s possible to make them reality.