I love him and he's the person I miss most in the world. When a family friend told me that sometimes I acted like him in terms of habits, it was the best compliment of my life.
I love you brother. Please keep watching over me. Your little sister, D. This song hits me hard because I had a friend who died when she was 10 and my great grandma died 1 year ago from Alzheimer's. This song also talks about not getting closure and that what happened in both of my cases.
My great grandma was in the hospital a while before we knew and my friend died due to brain damage and this song reminds me of them both. Well, I heard from my friend that the song is about his sister or brother who died "playing games at grandma's house".
The author of this song wrote it about a parent, or maybe grandparent or another important figure in this person's life who died. But I think he's trying to tell them in heaven that they finally made it to the radio, and how much he wishes that they were there to see him now, living his dream. When he says "''cause they're playing my song on the radio and I'm singing it for you" he's grieving over their death but at the same time thanking them for everything they did for him.
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At the beginning of , Rema was a teenager from Benin City, Nigeria, with a modestly viral front-seat car freestyle. In the spring, he was at the top of the Nigerian charts. The Ozedikus-produced rhythm is bouncy and fresh, while Rema injects the track with youthful energy and eccentric melodies. The times are changing in Nigeria, both politically and culturally, and the next generation of Afropop sounds like Rema.
The Long Island MC may have verified these fabrications, but his playfulness was obvious enough from the sound of things. It is, quite certainly, the horniest song of said epoch. It is the sort of music about fucking that you make when your very right to fuck is under attack : Brownstein and bandmate Corin Tucker sing about sex as a desperate leap into disembodiment.
The fevered pulse of St. So long as Sleater-Kinney survives, no force on earth will stand between a woman, another woman, and their primal urge to U-Haul.
Home is an ambiguous concept for Dan Snaith: In his nearly two decades of music-making, the producer has dramatically reinvented himself on an album-by-album basis, veering from glitchy electronica to blown-out shoegaze to kaleidoscopic pop to subaquatic house without ever retracing his steps.
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Atop laidback horns, the year-old delivers a performance steeped in the lineage of imaginative reggae-dancehall, particularly that of her mentor, Chronixx. She is a clever, urgent lyricist, constantly finding new pockets to play in. They give "I Need You" the feeling of being suspended between two planes, its knees planted on the ground as its spirit drifts to the sky like a prayer. Thank you for being there. You mean so much to me. Brooklyn synth-pop band Charly Bliss introduced their second album, Young Enough, with a glimmering, radioactive song that delights in blowing everything up.
The ultimate irony of this song about a commitment to do less? Chicago rapper Polo G came up listening to local greats like Lil Durk and G Herbo, whose storytelling balanced titillation and tragedy.
His own music is a logical evolution of their writing, even more vulnerable and irrepressibly sad. Telling his story, Polo G makes every word matter. Lil Tjay]. Together with her fellow riot-starter Dylan Brady, Les crunches steel-wool bass and styrofoam guitars into something wonderful.
Over the course of his last several albums, each a document of loss, Phil Elverum has become one of the most bracingly frank songwriters of our generation. On the first single from his sequel to the Mount Eerie album Lost Wisdom, he and collaborator Julie Doiron zoom out from the everyday minutiae of grief, excavating a broader-reaching poetics from blunt observation.
The answer is love, of course. These are songs that playfully skewer the fashion world for its vanity and vacuity while secretly desiring to be part of it. When it comes to peak-hour dance tracks, there are crowd-pleasers that give the audience a perfect loop or breakbeat to sink their teeth into, and pivot tunes that give the DJ space to steer the night in new directions.
Stormzy's delivery is as stealth and cool as a Lamborghini in a foggy alley at night, further codifying his versatility as an MC and expressing the sweatless confidence of a newly crowned king. Lizzo began as a cult favorite and ended it as a full-on industry darling. As the folksy pop melody swirls, her words descend like so many colorful blocks on a screen.
The results feel more joyful than anyone in a time of border walls and internment camps could have expected. The hyper-specific details—he makes it sound so easy that credit scams probably quintupled in the wake of this song—are what makes his music both seedy and improbably exciting. Sometimes the difference between a good pop song and a great one lies in the sticky details: a borrowed bassline , a baby coo , the loop of a tumbi melody.
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