by Zoë Pollock
Related to Zack's post about the rise of the single, Nitsuh Abebe defends pop songs and the narcissism they often exhibit. In the 90s, Boyz II Men, Whitney Houston, Mariah Carey, and Bryan Adams dominated the charts:
In the aughts, there was still a one-in- four chance that any given week’s chart-topper came from one of four artists. But those artists were Usher, Beyoncé, the Black Eyed Peas, and Nelly, and their hits were pointed at a very different kind of public environment: They were club songs. … “The club” might be the last remaining space where strangers are all forced to pay attention to the same songs. And whether it’s an actual club or just a bedroom, it tends to be a space where people enjoy feeling fabulous.
I'm seeing Lil Wayne on Saturday and have to say, he's one of the only artists in the last couple of years to make me laugh out loud. He can rap both poetically and like he's delivering a good punchline. When was the last time that indie rock did that?