Number 80:
B.o.B. - So Good
B.o.B., rap kinda wunderkind. Briefly heralded as a breath of fresh air, he seems to have slipped into a bit of obscurity. It's too bad, he shows some real pop-rap chops here. This isn't a particularly memorable track, but the hopeful beat and B.o.B.'s sing-songy flow make this a nice, chill track. If I had a convertible, this would have been one to play with the top down in the summer, singing along to the "na na nas."
Number 79:
Rihanna - Birthday Cake (feat. Chris Brown)
Nauseating. Irritating. Feel free to supply your own adjective. Without Brown's verse, this was a throwaway snippet on the Talk That Talk album. Not enough substance for a real song, just Rihanna trying to stir a birthday cake into a cauldron of sultry lust. With Brown's verse it's a gross reminder of an awful guy beating a young woman who turns around and reunites with the abuser. There's nothing attractive about it. Brown classes up the joint by starting his verse by saying "I want to f*** you right now." Gross. The controversy of the on again, off again nature of the couple is the only thing that drove it this high on the charts.
Number 78:
Kirko Bangz - Drank in My Cup
I previously had the pleasure of reviewing Kirko Bangz previous track What Yo Name Iz?, and Mr. Bangz hasn't changed his formula. He profits from the fact that people will ignore lyrics for a decent beat. Take a moment to listen to the words. The song is about a woman who continually cheats on her significant other with Kirko here. It's a tired, old story of borrowing a woman and having no strings attached sex. This passes for entertainment?
Number 77 :
Trey Songz - Heart Attack
First impressions: opening of the song sounds like an NES game. Then Trey starts with his so-so singing, an also ran R&B dude. It's incredibly nondescript. This could have been sung by anyone really. Like a lot of current songs, it's not bad per say. It's just boring.
Number 76:
Kenny Chesney - Come Over
Schmaltzy "I miss you" country. Blah.
B.o.B., rap kinda wunderkind. Briefly heralded as a breath of fresh air, he seems to have slipped into a bit of obscurity. It's too bad, he shows some real pop-rap chops here. This isn't a particularly memorable track, but the hopeful beat and B.o.B.'s sing-songy flow make this a nice, chill track. If I had a convertible, this would have been one to play with the top down in the summer, singing along to the "na na nas."
Number 79:
Rihanna - Birthday Cake (feat. Chris Brown)
Nauseating. Irritating. Feel free to supply your own adjective. Without Brown's verse, this was a throwaway snippet on the Talk That Talk album. Not enough substance for a real song, just Rihanna trying to stir a birthday cake into a cauldron of sultry lust. With Brown's verse it's a gross reminder of an awful guy beating a young woman who turns around and reunites with the abuser. There's nothing attractive about it. Brown classes up the joint by starting his verse by saying "I want to f*** you right now." Gross. The controversy of the on again, off again nature of the couple is the only thing that drove it this high on the charts.
Number 78:
Kirko Bangz - Drank in My Cup
I previously had the pleasure of reviewing Kirko Bangz previous track What Yo Name Iz?, and Mr. Bangz hasn't changed his formula. He profits from the fact that people will ignore lyrics for a decent beat. Take a moment to listen to the words. The song is about a woman who continually cheats on her significant other with Kirko here. It's a tired, old story of borrowing a woman and having no strings attached sex. This passes for entertainment?
Number 77 :
Trey Songz - Heart Attack
First impressions: opening of the song sounds like an NES game. Then Trey starts with his so-so singing, an also ran R&B dude. It's incredibly nondescript. This could have been sung by anyone really. Like a lot of current songs, it's not bad per say. It's just boring.
Number 76:
Kenny Chesney - Come Over
Schmaltzy "I miss you" country. Blah.
I cosign just about all of those critiques. The only adjusting factor is this, audience as appeal. This matters to me, specifically club/party response. Though birthday cake COULD allow me to venture down the road of the couple's Bobby/Whitney like chaotic romance, instead the song brings to mind the plethora of booty that conveniently arrives at the dance floor with a willingness to shakes, pulse and/or vibrate in honor of .... Birthday cake? .... (Scratches head) it doesn't have to be rational, because its booty.
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