You know, I read stereogum all the time, but I never comment. I just don’t feel the need to. But reading through the editorial blurb and then everyone else’s comments, I felt called to act. (In the form of a jumbled opinion in my text editor, natch).
When I first heard Wu Lyf that summer in 2011, I was 20 years old, and spending the first week in the first apartment I’d had to myself. I saw some chill album art for a song amusingly titled “heavy pop” on pitchfork, turned the lights off and played it to have something to go to bed to. I was floored from start to finish. The intro, where guitars build and fall in time to inhales and exhales, the gutteral, emotive yells that sounded like they were hurled from the inmost part of a person if for nothing else but to break the dreary silence. I knew exactly at that moment that it was the music I had been waiting to listen to for my entire life. Nothing else sounded like it. Metaphorically speaking, it’s timbre was the exact resonant frequency of my messy and short sighted early adult life. I have never again had that kind of reaction to new music.
Wu Lyf is the anthem that you throw your fists in the air and say ‘fuck you’ to everyone and everything that you can’t control, to all the things that you can’t figure out, to all the things you’re ashamed of having done and said. With Wu Lyf, I shed all the bullshit that my mind is hopelessly shrouded in; I am returned to the most essential core of who I am, who I want to be, and all I can do is breathe fast deep lungfuls of sunlight and midnight. Wu Lyf (and especially ‘heavy pop’) awakens something primal in me, that part of me that grows strongest when I am weakest.
..So, uh, you know, there are some people out here that really dig Wu Lyf for reasons beyond their mysterious press appearance or enigmatic artwork or whatever. Just sayin’.
I think Haze is the better rapper. Listen to “Werkin Girls”, and I don’t think you’ll find an AB track with that much fire&flow. Maybe that’s just me.
The only thing that throws me is the studio interview pitchfork did with Haze, and where she actually talks like a normal, well-educated, polite person. Like, she sounds like my doctor or something. Too much of a contrast with her firey brimstone barrage.
Now that’s just plain rude. I wasn’t making any judgements on your beverages of choice.