Most Black Eyed Peas songs are pointless enough, but here they manage to out-do themselves. What a piece of disposable trash. It's not even catchy. Seriously, it's just plain bad. And dudes can't spell properly either.
While everyone is fussing over La Roux and Little Boots for UK popstar worship, people are missing the glory of Florence + The Machine. One of the best songs off of one of the year's best LPs, Rabbit Heart is a musical odyssey. Cascading percussion, euphoric vocals and motherfucking harps fuse together for something as uplifting as it is enigmatic and strange. We probably won't remember Little Boots in a few years time, but this is just the beginning of Florence + The Machine's ascent to stardom.
As sceptical as I was about three-piece rap group Fast Life Yungstaz doing some twisted beach thug hybrid, I've got to say this is just genius. These dudes have sun-drenched production and summer-loving lyrics and they've also got the balls to revive the words 'gnarly' and 'cowabunga'. I love it. Surf-rap is here.
