Music Evaluate: Fifty Fifty – Skittlez

Although I would favor to fall in love with each music I ever hear, generally it’s enjoyable to have songs you hate as nicely. It’s like an arch-nemesis designed to irk you at each flip. In an odd means, I’ve a particular fondness for music that ranks under a “5” score on this weblog. That doesn’t imply I ever wish to hearken to it once more, however I can admire its sheer stank from a secure distance.

As we speak, Fifty Fifty’s Skittlez joins this illustrious membership. The music has been obtainable for a couple of days now and I assumed I’d merely be capable to ignore it as a b-side. Nonetheless, the company has deemed it notable sufficient for a music video, so right here I’m writing about this mess. Actually, from the spelling of the title alone I might have advised you Skittlez wouldn’t be for me. I really like Skittles with an “s” (the blue bag is my favourite), however I don’t want a music about them — not that “skittlez” isn’t only a creepy euphemism for… one thing else.

Skittlez is aware of my weaknesses nicely. It frames itself round an irritating sing-song, nursery rhyme hook and throws a dull beat behind it with muted carnival home synths that sound like demented clown whistles. (Enjoyable reality: my fingers subconsciously typed the phrase “shit” as an alternative of “whistles.” I can’t think about how which may have occurred…) By the point Skittlez wraps up with a torpid “la la la” chant I’m satisfied Fifty Fifty are simply pointing and laughing at us all. Foolish Okay-pop followers, you’ll simply lap up any outdated factor we offer you, received’t you?

Grade: F