So this Kid Cudi dude. Apparently I’m late to his party but honestly, I don’t even know why I showed up.
I’ve heard his name from a couple of friends and wanted to know what the fuss was all about. Turns out I actually did know one of his songs, and wouldn’t you know it’s a song I always change whenever it comes on. I just never got into it.
But since everyone and their mom was fussing over him, I thought I’d give it an honest listen but then I felt that familiar anxious feeling I get when I’m doing something that annoys me [and kind of close to the anxious feeling I get when I see Quddus]. But I kept on even when I really wanted to change the station. And I came close, like twice.
But then, THEN it was completely over when I heard “lonely loner” uttered through the speaker. A lonely loner? Really? It didn’t help when Mel suggested that maybe it was the radio edit and the loner was a lame stand in for stoner but that isn’t the case because stoner gets play in the lyric before that. I know being lonely is not indicative of being a loner but still. It just sounds lazy. And I left that party with the quickness.
Oh but the fun doesn’t end there.
Then I heard some other song, I can’t for the life of me remember who sung it [but it was a weird name] or the title, but it’s one of those “I’m so sad we’re broken up, I want you back, you’re one in a million” type of song. You know which kind I’m talking about. Well the girl is lamenting a failed relationship and then slips in that she cheated. But she wants him to stop punishing her and take her back.
I mean, you say this in the same vein that this other person is “one in a million”? If it were me, I’d so keep ignoring this person. Obviously I wasn’t enough for you if you had to go get some on the side. Whatever dude, I’m not coming back. Ever.
But these are all just rants. I don’t know why I get all worked up and frothy at the mouth whenever I hear something stupid but I do. And then I deride it and refuse to listen to it ever again, unless I want to make fun of it all over again.
I’m kind of silly like that.
So that is how I decided I still didn’t care about Kid Cudi. Isn’t this the longest most inane story on how I still don’t care about some rapper? I’m reaching new limits here! New limits.
I’m really wondering where the point disappeared to.