Although I would favor to fall in love with each music I ever hear, typically it’s enjoyable to have songs you hate as effectively. It’s like an arch-nemesis designed to irk you at each flip. In an odd manner, I’ve a particular fondness for music that ranks beneath a “5” ranking 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 protected distance.
Immediately, Fifty Fifty’s Skittlez joins this illustrious membership. The music has been accessible for just a few 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. Truthfully, from the spelling of the title alone I might have instructed 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 effectively. 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 truth: my fingers subconsciously typed the phrase “shit” as a substitute 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 previous factor we offer you, gained’t you?
| Hooks | 3 |
| Manufacturing | 5 |
| Longevity | 4 |
| Bias | 2 |
| RATING | 3.5 |
Grade: F
