Songs of the Week: Jessie Ware, MJ + Freddie, Cherry Glazerr, and J.Lo’s Butt (ft. Iggy Azalea)
J. Lo ft. Iggy Azalea, “Booty (Remix)”
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We could give Ms. Lopez a hard time for cravenly and unimaginatively jumping on this current crest of our nation’s cyclical relationship with butts; like, the song is just called “Booty,” and almost the entire running time of its new video is made up of the rubbing together of butts. And then again: It was J.Lo who jump-started the whole thing in the first place.
The inevitable New York Times think piece on the situation dropped this week, and it quoted Tina Fey from Bossypants: “The first real change in women’s body image came when JLo turned it butt-style. That was the first time that having a large-scale situation in the back was part of mainstream American Beauty. Girls wanted butts now. Men were free to admit that they had always enjoyed them.” And now here we are in 2014, with Lopez — at 45, and possibly looking better than ever — chasing the cultural shift she created as it comes back around as a trend. Sincerely: I can’t wait for her to be pulling this same shit off at 60.
Jessie Ware, “Kind Of…Sometimes…Maybe”
It might be a little bit early to be making this call — Tough Love, out October 6, will only be her second proper album — but I’m pretty sure Jessie Ware has never made, nor will ever make, a false move. For a couple of years now, she’s been giving us pristinely executed ballads that pull no feels; now, with her latest Tough Love single, she reinvents the awkward heartache mumble as a truly heart-swelling hook. And October 6 can’t come soon enough.
Cherry Glazerr, “Had Ten Dollaz”
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Via the LA Weekly profile of garage-rockers Cherry Glazerr from this January: “Clementine Creevy, the just-turned-17-year-old frontwoman of Cherry Glazerr, is hurriedly typing an assignment to her teacher on her phone. She wishes she had brought her backpack to the show, but didn’t think she’d have time to study in between opening for Hunx & His Punx. Hannah Uribe, 16, has been busy studying for the SAT in between class and practicing drums. And bassist Sean Redman, 22, is the only one who can legally buy a beer.” Are you charmed yet? Are you charmed yet? Are you charmed yet?
Dark ATM, “Spade Era”
While nearly every corner of New York City can claim some kind of hip-hop pride, Washington Heights — the predominantly Dominican neighborhood in way uptown Manhattan — has never truly had itself repped the way it should be repped. “This Is Why I’m Hot” came to us via the Heights’ Mims, and that was cool and everything, but if we’re being honest, the greatest moment in the neighborhood’s rap history is probably when The Game (who is from, um, California) got on the “New York” remix and told us “I ain’t got to live in New York all my life to know the A and D trains go to Washington Heights.” All of which has been a roundabout way of saying that if anyone’s throwing the Heights on his back, I’m glad it might just be a dude who named himself Dark ATM. Let’s go.
Leikeli47, “Two Times a Charm”
The New York MC Leikeli47 continues to be both anonymous and dope: “Two Times a Charm” sounds like the breezy joys of “212,” and then Leikeli47 starts going on about how she and her friends are stomping on our lungs, and everything gets a little bit rawer. OK, before she gets super famous and it’s way too late, who wants to get ski masks and try to join the crew? Maybe they need spacklers?
Sicko Mobb, “Trophies”
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They shout out Mike in ’98 — that’d be the turnaround fadeaway jumper era, the physical skills in deterioration, the mental acuity forever there. Perhaps then, for these amped-up Chicago kids, something like this would have been more appropriate?
Chris Brown ft. Trey Songz, “Tuesday (Remix)”
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Why would Chris Brown do a “Tuesday” remix weeks after his frenemy Drake already made Makonnen famous? It’s a bit awkward, perhaps, but ultimately irrelevant, because the most important thing about it now is that it gave Trey a chance to give us this truly hilarious sentiment: “I be on my own shit / n----- never own shit / n---- be like Trigga whyn’t you go and fuck ya own bitch.” Yeah, jeez, Trig. Seriously, dude. Can you, like, not have sex with all of our girlfriends?
Lee Bannon, “MFS-1”
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Party in the back, postapocalyptic human flesh–consuming wasteland in the front.
Josh Abbott Band, “Where’s the Party”
Breaking down his band’s new EP to Rolling Stone, ascendant country bro Josh Abbott explains, “‘Hangin’ Around’ is a 2 a.m., ‘what are you doin’, do you want to come over?’ song. ‘Where’s the Party’ kicks you in the teeth at live shows … ‘Tuesday Night’ makes you want to sit on a patio with a beer and tacos immediately.” Tacos, teeth-kicking, a general “u up?” vibe: Now this is the kind of populist pap I can get behind!
Michael Jackson and Freddie Mercury, “There Must Be More to Life Than This”
Unreleased fiyah from two of the best to have ever done it, two of the best who’ll ever do it. Dudes: Duly inspired by this eternal bond, let’s go out this weekend and make a new best friend.