On the first day of 2018, the veteran DIY pop-punk yelper Jeff Rosenstock released a really great and ambitious album called POST-. Rosenstock's music videos…
I think it's a really great song, but I'm trying to save those upper reaches for the truly exceptional. That's kinda hard during that period, since *so much* of what hit #1 is so amazing. But I can't spam those big numbers too hard or it won't mean as much when something really does reach it.
This is fair. If anything, he's SC-adjacent. Was iffy on putting Rich the Kid on the list for the same reason, since he's more of a regular Atlanta trap guy. But I do think their fans' ability to ignore those accusations is part of that same story.
If there was an artist who could fuse all these genres, with energy and inventiveness and emotional force, without rapping about how his little emo bitch like her wrists slit, then yes, I would've been all over it. Thought about going into the idea that the creativity wouldn't exist without the toxic impulses but this piece was already fucking long enough.
I understand all of this, and yet I have never been less interested in hearing wealthy artists flex about their wealth. I know that the insane, vertiginous come-up is a huge part of the story with both of these artists -- maybe it *is* the story -- but I really don't want to hear anyone say "it's disturbing what I gross" like that is something uncomplicatedly good.
