Minaj rhetorically questions her beau, with a Satriani sampled melody chiming in the background.īut enough about the USA, what's been happening over here? Well, Jamie Woon happened, and thank God, really. An example of this is recent single Right Thru Me. Not to say she's the second coming of Christ, or Emmeline Pankhurst's 21st Century Brooklyn equivalent, but her vocal and lyrical talents and barmy ice-cream hair are irresistible. Most negative arguments against her can be quickly rubbished, as far as it seems, Minaj promotes positivity, for women, young girls, and mostly everyone. Her supposed influence on young girls both sides of the Atlantic has garnered attention, some partaking in the love, others looking on with disdain at the new 'idol' for young women. Minaj's popularity is something of a controversy to some. It's impressive, also, how they've taken the almost mindless freneticism of Antidotes, condensed it, and created not only dancefloor fodder, but also calming and sombre music to be enjoyed whilst having a nice sit down, maybe with a cool glass of IRN BRU.Ģ010 has seen the emergence of Trinidadian hip hop artist Nicki Minaj. If you can find me a groovier bass line produced this year and I will bathe in sulphur, cuz it isn't happening. Mercury Prize nominees (and rightful victors, but shush) Foals produced numerous BTOTY candidates, especially their exceptional and epic seven-minuter Spanish Sahara, but Blue Blood, album opener, is going to nick it. I love the history of popular music as much as anyone, just don't tickle its perineum with your nose all the time. I say, 'Why don't you sit in your Nuke bunker, live off corned beef and listen to the Smiths for the rest of your life you boring scumbag?', but they never do listen. I hear people, and have always heard, actually, banging on about how music is now shit, talking of the past as if it's some unachievable pinnacle that shouldn't even be questioned. This year in music has been good, I feel. But forget all the 'reality', like deaths and stuff, let's focus on the greatest abstract and amorphous thing in the world. International Year of Biodiversity, apparently. What on earth will people say when they look back on 2010? I mean, what in the good name of Sehkmet even happened? I'm sitting here, it's the 29th November, my house is too cold to be deemed livable, browsing the '2010' entry in Wikipedia.
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