“I’ll burn like a star; Your tears are gonna give me fuel”
You and your boo might never be as badass as the amorous duos below, but at least you’ve got something to strive for.
If you’re looking to turn your life into a Maury segment, then yes, by all means, do as Big Bank Hank says.
The yearning, burning lovin’ of pop music takes hold of my brain in ways that the most highbrow of art cannot. It is the human experience condensed into three-minute bursts of perfection. It is effortless to consume but it is powerful.
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Hardboiled rappers, sensitive indie strummers, and saccharine pop stars simply aren’t equipped to cover love as well as the best soul men.
Take the raw, self-analytical tone of Drake, add the epic length and grandeur of a Springsteen show, then mix in ballerinas, Auto-Tune, lasers, and covers of Phil Collins’ “In the Air Tonight,” and you get the bat-sh*t multi-act spectacle that is a Yeezy concert.
You date the main melody, take a break with vastly different bridge, then hit the main melody again. Twice.