
So, I wanna see if some of the lyrics by some of my best-loved artists can hold up on their own. I'm testing my taste.
Detour: (Like with M. Night Shyamalan, whose films I decided early on I couldn't endure with their poorly written dialogue and not to mention Mr. Night's appearance in every single one of them. He's all about exquisite imagery, perfect framing and then dialogue that doesn't hold an ounce of water. Again, frustrating and "So close".)
Quick U-Turn.
...and back to some tunes and starting off with:
Santogold - Lights Out
Lights out
Shoot up the station
TV's dead where's there to run
Watch everybody come undone
Lights out
We'll make it easy
We'll make it fun
Won't let them see now, how they had won
Still I wait another round
AND
Goldfrapp - Cologne Cerrone Houdini
Sunlight in your eyes
Driving over stateside
Left the smoke behind glass
Could we be together
In another world
I’m not your kind
I’m not your girl
See I’m in your car
But not your life

Allison Goldfrapp
Santi White (Santogold) definitely has more grime going on, opposed to Allison Goldfrapps sort of "I'm sitting in the meadow, pondering my last love affair, scribbling in my diary that has yellow flowers on it, just like the ones in my hair" approach. Yeah, sweet.
It's clear who'd win in a fight right? Unless it was a "killing with kindness" kind of fracas, then it's everybody's game. But, diversity rules!
I'm just saying.
Verdict! Both artists can proudly hold their head up high for all I care. I'd take either lyric and read'em out loud at some shady pub's open mic and call'em my own. Fer sho!


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