I wouldn't be surprised if Billboard did count the energy drink bundles. It would be very in character if they weren't enough to get him to #1 because whoever gave Khaled that 100k sold figure was actually just trying to appease his ego by fudging sales figures for his no name, presumably ass tasting energy drink.
Finally bothered listening to Dedicated. No idea what all the complaints are about, it's excellent. You know what else is excellent? That new Denzel Curry album. Easily the only new release I care about this week.
I don't have anything involving music and I'm not sure if it fits the theme, but I'll take any excuse to recommend Noam Chomsky's Manufacturing Consent.
Mediocre. 5/10. Didn't laugh once, mildly unrealistic, character faced no actual consequences for her actions despite everything she did, will concede Hailee Steinfeld can act very well.
I've been seeing the "2049 is better than the original" take a lot lately. Giving it another year before I actually take a side. Can definitely count myself excited for Dune, though. That's bound to be real fun, especially in comparison to the Lynch version.
Not bad. Definitely not her best, but the chorus has a melody to it. How apt that her last evaluation perfectly summed up her career trajectory follow the debut as a "fall from the clouds."
Billboard really needs to find a way to combat album bundles that clearly only exist to artificially inflate sales. The charts should be the closest reflection of the public's interest in a product on its own merits, not the result of merchandise and tour manipulation. That said, congratulations to the artist far more deserving of the accolade.
God, look, guys, I know you need that hate click ad revenue, but if you could just stop reporting on this guy and spreading his fascist bullshit, that'd be great.
The Jonas Brothers and Halsey have a lot in common to me. Both make music that, in theory, I would enjoy. The problem is, for lack of better terminology, they fucking suck. J. Bro & The Sunshine Band sound more monopop than a white noise machine fucking a metronome and Halsey has routinely come up with songs that, while not necessarily bad ideas, consistently end up feeling underwritten and overmixed, making it all feel cramped, sterile, and lazy, kind of like the Jonas Brothers' solo careers.
That's a misnomer. The 100 is for the deluxe edition re-release. Almost every high-profile re-release has a 100 score on Metacritic because all the the reviews for it are filled with endless enthusiasm for the writer's favorite kind of music: Literally anything they heard when they were a teenager.
Honestly, her insulting Moby to his face and insisting he be guillotined is the coolest, most based thing I have ever heard of Lana Del Rey doing. If anything, it's one of the first things I've heard of her doing outside her music that hasn't in some way annoyed me.
Of course they did, that's exactly the kind of short-sighted gimmickry I expect from the modern Lips. While there's obviously stuff on YouTube, I'm especially interested in hearing high quality versions of the official mixdowns. Still better than nothing, obviously, but I'd be interested in seeing the record come to streaming services.
I was grinning ear to ear all the way through that. If there were ever an artist to root for being famous forever, it's a former tweetdecker completely self-aware of how ridiculous his own notoriety is. He absolutely deserves a second hit, and, judging by his Twitter, he's packing quite of a few of 'em.
This is absolutely the write-up The Soft Bulletin deserved, so much so that I can't say anything beyond that and would instead like to ask a question adjacent to it.
Weren't there plans to re-release Zaireeka in a stereo mix at some point? As far as I'm concerned, having been recorded in the same sessions, that's essentially an album of Soft Bulletin b-sides more than worth hearing, if only for curiosity's sake. While I have enjoyed every full-length they've put out since, with the exception of Yoshimi and Oczy Mlody, getting to hear more from what specifically produced an album this masterful feels like an infinitely exciting proposition.
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