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Who knew that somewhere in the world people were listening to Land of the Loops and thinking "oh, let's make a pop song like that"? This starts off like The Real Tuesday Weld playing it hot instead of reserved, then slides into the chorus with a trombone and proceeds to pile more things on top of each other than ever thought they could fit in that little clown car. I'm not familiar enough wit...
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Oh, those drums are awful, like distant thunder on a storm window. Thankfully, someone saw fit to leave the click track running: I have that Casio, too. This is flow as Non-Black America circa Gerardo envisions it, completely catchy, non-sequitorial, and immune to snipes. As soon as the tin horns back some "love somebody" niceties, it's total pop! Five strata of expert car-stereo pap: gentlemen...
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