Autotune is more appropriately used in the world of smooth crooners. However, I do not think that is too much to ask that one utilizes his or her true talents. The birth of one hit wonders are plentiful and have this undying longevity that clogs the speakers of radios everywhere.
“The story of every one-hit wonder is the same,” Nathan S. on DJBOOTH.net paints it perfectly.
The album is one huge vague impression of what is already out.
It’s a haze. It’s a blur. I am afraid that I have written this before. Too often R&B artist, forget the rhythm and the blues ingredients of their genre. Wait! Should we consider, Jeremih as an R&B artist? Should we shuffle him into the group with Ne-Yo, Usher, Mario, or Trey Songz?
How many times will an artist proclaim that they were unaware that their mediocrity would make the charts? How clichéd is the musical process of that I was just playing around, high/drunk with the fellas or I’m really surprised no one else has made this song? Or better how long will it equate musical genius.
Many can argue the Laffy Taffy’s should be eaten not a dance: D4L “Laffy Taffy” Hooligan Youth Reviews claims that GS Boys’ “Stanky Leg” is “further proof that Millenials are musically retarded. Pleasure P’s song “Boyfriend Number Two” sounds like domestic violence waiting to happen.
John Coltrane, Louis Armstrong, or the Funk Brothers will tell you that improvisation takes skill and practice. Now, I’m not talking about lunchroom table raps or skits but the lateral thinking that is Notorious B.I.G. “16 Bars” or Maxwell’s soulful rendition of Kate Bush’s “This Woman’s Work.” Quite frankly there is nothing lackadaisical about Jim Carey’s comedic nature.
The comparison Jeremih of Raphael Saadiq is asinine. Raphael Saadiq carries his own tuba and defines originality time and time again. Though indistinguishable, Jeremih can play every instrument in Howard University’s SHOWTIME band room. The world does not need another R. Kelly because that Capricorn has covered every song that our mind’s cannot conceive.
Walk on the edge and create some extra-terrestrial harmony since you have the knowhow, just a suggestion.
Lastly, what is urban pop? For my real music folk, isn’t that an oxymoron? Hello, Whitney Houston, Prince, Michael Jackson; don’t let Madonna and Britney fool you.
Written By Kaia Karamoko
