Anywho, to continue my almost completely off-topic ramblings:
In the last few weeks, I've been listening to Childish Gambino and Beck's newest album, Colors. Either or and nothing else, dependent on mood of course.
I had the pleasure of seeing Beck in concert last year when he opened for U2. Although I was unfamiliar with most of his new music, I enjoyed his performance. Even my 17-year-old son was impressed with "Wow." I forgot that Beck can rap, after a fashion. So when I ran across "Fix Me" on YouTube and loved the song/video, I went looking for Colors. And I've been listening ever since.
In the case of Childish Gambino, I'd heard "Redbone" on the local radio. Later, the kids were listening to "3005" and were kind enough to clue me in, and although I was aware whatshisname from Community had started making music, I wasn't especially interested. My loss, until now.
Yes, there is much rapping. And I like rapping. As I become more familiar with Donald Glover's (I looked it up) body of work which includes three albums, I like more and more. But I think he particularly shines on tracks where he sings, and after a sampling of his music, my favorite song to date is "Sober."
An added plus is that my kids think I'm so cringy when I listen to him. There's a gleeful satisfaction in making them uncomfortable that only parents of teenagers can understand.
If you have the same seemingly random, genre-hopping, obsessive love of music as me, enjoy. If not, as one of my favorite co-workers likes to say, who cares? (I prefer who the fuck, but that's just me.)
J. L. Dodd
P.S. Sigh. I'm just not feeling it people. When my life becomes so busy that I'm forced to take a creative hiatus, I'm not feeling it.
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