You’re sitting there, looking over the obnoxious amount of Patrick Wolf coverage we’ve given over the past week or so, the Presets remixes and something about the Klaxons and thinking “I have about had it with Shaun, Trixie, Hacks and whoever else they rustle up trying to attempt to convince me that such-and-such song is sooooo good.”
See-I know what you’re thinking. And,yeah, me too. Honestly, intellectualizing pop music gets really, really tired.
(that Timbaland record exhausted me.)
So here. Some refreshment from your regular attempt-at-intell. “Ooh we’re Resonator we know soooo much”.
Yeah, not today. Here’s some musical coca cola fruity pop tart pebbles
I’m not even going to try to sell you on this.
This is Lil’ Mama. She’s like 10 years old (actually 16). Her producer is one of the dudes from Nappy Roots.
And she’s rapping about lipgloss over a 6th period lunchtable beat.
I’m sorry, but when I quit listening to Deerhunter, and I want some cavity-causing candy coated pop-hop, the video for “Lip Gloss” is just too fucking awesome for words, particularly the “no music” bit at the end. It’s a total Timbaland rip-off (speaking of the devil), but remember-this is unjustifiable, just like buying cotton candy Lipsmackers. But damn it tastes good.
Note how the one-word “upgradeya” has become a new catchphrase.
What? What? What the hell do you want? If you want smart, go listen to Arcade Fire or something. Lil’ Mama doesn’t care.
Her. Lip. Gloss. Is. Poppin’. Win and Regine got nuthin’ on that.
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