I also feel like this would be a great time to add a disclaimer that I really have no idea how to talk about music other than indie and/or rock music. So everything I said in that first paragraph just kind of sounded right. I just kind of throw things out there and whatever sticks, sticks. Just kind of went with my gut. If it’s wrong or completely off base, that is not my fault. Is this a cop out? Yes. Is it incredibly lazy of me? Also yes.
But for the love of god, will someone please tell this woman that they love her? Didn’t you think to figure out what her love language was before really getting involved? Are you such an amateur? Come on, it’s not that hard! A little bit of words of affirmation goes a long way. Jesus Christ, people.
I also want to do a quick shoutout to Detzany and her contribution to this song. I once introduced myself to her at Velour and just word-vomited some praise on her and then dipped. But dear lord, every time I hear her sing I just think to myself, holy hell, does she have pipes. And the contrast of vocal styles between her and Doumie on the track make this track a fun delight and the fact that this kind of style and sound is coming out of Utah of all places is a breath of fresh air in the valley of smog that we live in.
Now if I am to say one thing regarding Ethan James Young, the young (pun intended) producer who orchestrated this nice little ditty, I would say that he’s got moxie. He’s going places. Good for you, dude.
Conclusion: Certified Bop