“day 02 – your least favorite song.”
Friends, it doesn’t get any worse than this. I honestly believe that this is the end, the very end, of the spectrum of music from good to bad. It is the black hole, the singularity, and there’s no going back once you’ve heard this song. Unless you want to lose all faith in the young generations, and by extension the future of our civilization, Do Not Play This Song.
It’s the musical equivalent of a recycling center. All the little micro-trends of the past decade (screamo, crunk, whatever else) that have mercifully moved out of my perception have been thrown into a bin, broken down into their essential parts, and squeezed into some Frankenstein monster of aural torture, with a generous helping of suburban privilege thrown on top. If it were a living, breathing creature, it would be grasping at us, gasping for air, begging to be euthanized. To me, and my ears, this is as low as it can go. It’s not just the worst music in existence; it is the worst music that is possible.
I’m sorry you had to deal with that. But rules are rules. Day 3 tomorrow…