(three random and recent favorites
from the world of popular music)
Leikeli47 is unmasked in this simple
video, and I love it, her Bad Guy (she
is definitely referring to herself in this
one. Now I need to go back and read up
on the reason why she has no mask when
she has most times I’ve seen her perform
(if not all up to now?). What’s that all
about and how does it compare with,
say, the masked experiences and impetuses
of Sia, DJ Blend, Daft Punk (who were not
always masked but nonetheless hid their
faces), Orville Peck (who word has it was
a punk singer in New York in a previous
incarnation), Lynx (my favorite of all of
these, whose story I really want to know)?
It’s Leikeli47’s best song to date from my
meager perspective and it is playing on
repeat on YouTube more regularly than
any other video this past month.
Next is not her title track, but the first song
about and how does it compare with,
say, the masked experiences and impetuses
of Sia, DJ Blend, Daft Punk (who were not
always masked but nonetheless hid their
faces), Orville Peck (who word has it was
a punk singer in New York in a previous
incarnation), Lynx (my favorite of all of
these, whose story I really want to know)?
It’s Leikeli47’s best song to date from my
meager perspective and it is playing on
repeat on YouTube more regularly than
any other video this past month.
Next is not her title track, but the first song
on Demi Lovato’s album from this year. Lovato
is an artist that has over the years been for
me intermittently hot and cold, and who
I’ve never had in rotated play, I think,
until this song: Low Rise Jeans. It’s a
me intermittently hot and cold, and who
I’ve never had in rotated play, I think,
until this song: Low Rise Jeans. It’s a
clear tribute to Britney, especially with
her choices for percussion and beat (plus
the song opens with an ethereal riff
by what appears to be a choir, followed
by Demi’s singular word intro, “Work”).
The chorus has her in her “low rise jeans.
You don’t need your imagination.” But
that sexual common denominator is
prefaced by a mind/body dichotomy:
“My head and my heart wanna ge-get to
know ya/But my lips and my hips, they got
other plans.” Lyrics to go along with the
the song opens with an ethereal riff
by what appears to be a choir, followed
by Demi’s singular word intro, “Work”).
The chorus has her in her “low rise jeans.
You don’t need your imagination.” But
that sexual common denominator is
prefaced by a mind/body dichotomy:
“My head and my heart wanna ge-get to
know ya/But my lips and my hips, they got
other plans.” Lyrics to go along with the
worthy chill summer vibes of the music.
Qveen Herby was half of the popular dance duo
Karmin who rose up the charts quickly in the mid-
Qveen Herby was half of the popular dance duo
Karmin who rose up the charts quickly in the mid-
2010s, but after establishing themselves firmly as
rising stars on the dancefloor, they dropped
their label and she has been independent ever
since, putting out albums most every year,
along with a self-help podcast, and she seems
super-respected yet seemingly glossed over
rising stars on the dancefloor, they dropped
their label and she has been independent ever
since, putting out albums most every year,
along with a self-help podcast, and she seems
super-respected yet seemingly glossed over
by critics, perhaps because she’s hard to
pinpoint genre-wise. She’s Qveen Herby. Her
latest album, Isle of Qveen, opens with an upbeat
song called Aura Poppins, and if you’re thinking
Disney, you’re on the right track. Always expect
the unexpected and yet absolutely fun danceable
down to diva R&B sensations (Sensational is another
song on the album – I could have picked any of the
songs on this one to showcase; she collaborates with
Disney, you’re on the right track. Always expect
the unexpected and yet absolutely fun danceable
down to diva R&B sensations (Sensational is another
song on the album – I could have picked any of the
songs on this one to showcase; she collaborates with
a favorite fringe singer of mine, Thot Squad, as well,
on this record) to just plain old-school crooning
to Eminem-level super-fast rap. Here are the first
few lines from the song:
Freaky little kinky, super raw, super fly
Got a spoonful of sugar, love to show a little thigh
to Eminem-level super-fast rap. Here are the first
few lines from the song:
Freaky little kinky, super raw, super fly
Got a spoonful of sugar, love to show a little thigh
Coochie clean, aura poppin', bitches know that I'm hot (hot!)
Supercalifragilistic, yeah, that's what I thought
And that’s just three songs that I highly recommend anyone
And that’s just three songs that I highly recommend anyone
give a good listen, if you have the time. Thank you for indulging.
I’ve intermittently thought I would love to be a pop music critic,
or at least megaphone for those I find worhtwhile. And there
are always so many songs just out that give me redundant joy
so this is an attempt to do just that, offering it up, spreading
the word in hopes others will find the same joy I do with each.
