Radio Doo Doo

Okay: just so it's out there before I start the office-hour/album posting next week, and because it so desperately needs to be said, let me gripe a bit in response to my brief attempt to listen to radio today:
  1. Any day now, pop music will get over vocals that involve high pitched trilling. Mariah Carey wasn't that interesting after her first song. Clones and derivatives are less so.
  2. While you're at it, get rid of that ridiculous robot voice effect (esp. you, Hip-hop).
  3. Indie music, it's time you get yours: enough with nasal vocals and constant time changes. We get it. You're not a typical pop singer, and it sounds like you're fucking around. Move on.
We clear? Okay.


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Maude Lebowski said...

Thank you!! I'd say about 90% of the stuff out there is insufferable and repetitive. Aside from the gimmicks making the music terrible, the lyrics are just as abysmal. Like "Call me Mr. Flintstone/'Cos I can make your bed rock." Sounds like an 8th grade pick-up line. Gag.

January 24, 2010 at 9:16 AM