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Music is a wonderful thing. I don’t believe there could exist any moment in this life or the next without music. I mean, think about it. The angels are up there in Heaven singing praises to God (in the tune of Hosanna x 3), on earth bands and artists are coming up with new sounds and lyrics and stuff. Elsewhere, people who can only be described as ratchets are twerking to Jamaican songs and whatever the heck it is that Desiigner raps/chants/screams about.
Music is life.
Not like water, though. Water is more life than music.
But this post isn’t about water. This is the story of a man and his journey through the mystical land called YouTube.
There I was, on a mission. The goal was to get a video on How to Bake using a Pressure Cooker – because I cook sometimes and I don’t have an oven. Improvising needs to be done. I found my query and I was on my way out but then I thought, why not listen to some new music? So, I clicked on the dreaded sidebar labelled Recommended for You. That was the beginning of my troubles. Don’t do this, by the way. It’s a trap! It will take you to places you never wanted to go.
Mr. Sidebar introduced me to Migos. A terrible trio. I had heard about them before way, way back. That time they had convinced simple-minded individuals to go out and buy those black Versace (and Fersachi -Fake Versace) T-shirt-skirt things. It was a dark time. By the way, if you had those garments, I don’t mean to offend you but you should be offended. What are those things you were/are wearing? You’re not Hakeem from Empire, you are Mwendwa from Mlolongo.
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Anyway, Migos and Lil Uzi Vert have a song called Bad and Boujee.
I can’t, guys. I just can’t.
I confess that I have listened to this song quite a number of times. It has a dope beat but the lyrics are crap. That is if there are any lyrics. Does anyone but them know what they are saying? Something about female canines being bad and bourgeois? Do they run an upscale animal shelter that only sells pedigrees? I don’t know.
But that’s not my issue. My issue is the third verse done by Lil Uzi. Which got me thinking… is there an artist or rapper with the prefix Lil or Young or Yung that raps sensibly? Like really spews out some super-relatable lyrics? Is there?
Is there, really?
I mean, is there even one?
I don’t know what is happening to mainstream rap music but it is worrisome. No wonder children these days burn schools. They’re too lit.
Let me stick to my One Republic / The Script / Ed Sheeran lane.
Speaking of Ed, if you’re into his kind of music, his new album Divide comes out on the 3rd of March. But as you wait, you can listen to Passenger’s Young as the Morning, Old as the Sea. If you want. You don’t have to.