Getting drunk and eating a kebab is boring. These unhinged Brooklyn rockers prefer to cure their alcohol munchies by eating giant balls of thermonuclear plasma. Most of this duo’s songs are a little demented in sound and given the subject matter it’s only logical that this track should follow suit. The way the singer breaks into screaming without warning midway through the track is beautifully volatile (if I tried to eat the sun I'd probably scream too).
There’s not much to the beat, but it’s a relief to hear Ye rapping with soul and being humble for once, reflecting on how he hasn’t always been a great friend: ‘I guess I got what I deserved’. A snippet of another song ‘No More Parties in LA’ meanwhile appears at the end of the track feauturing, of all people, Kendrick Lamar.
Give these aging Britpoppers a pillow. They sound tired. Are they trying to sound like they’re not trying? Or are they simply not trying?