Thursday, July 28, 2016

Song of the Day #333 - D.R.A.M. - Broccoli ft. Lil Yachty

Couple summers later I got paper, I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel with the capers on a square plate

Song of the Day was on break for awhile and will be on break for even longer following this :( It's all because of an overabundance of good news, though, so it's really more :D and I have some big projects approaching so maybe it'll be :DDDD and this track is hands down :DDDDDDDD so we had to choose it for this mid-vacation day. If you listen to it you'll be taken on a little vacation from life, or at least the bad parts of life, and into a place of cool summer swamps and pianos rolling down highways and house parties at houses with all the seasons of The OC on DVD. And cute dogs and cute people and red plastic recorders and broccoli. And you can substitute any of your own personal lifestyle highlights for any of these and it still works. The magic of the song is way beyond anything like that.

I mean, the beat is super catchy, with an addictive simplicity where maybe 95% of the song can be recalled in your memory, but some aspects always linger beyond the conceivable. The sharpness of the piano, the airiness of the recorder, the heaviness of the bass... it feels too good to imagine, but then you start to wonder if such a thing is even sensible, "too good to imagine", and you need to hear it again. And it is.

Both Yachty and D.R.A.M. rap as happy as they look in the video and it's so infectious and addictive it should probably be illegal. I'm really starting to see how the unique element of Lil Boat can infuse any song with a unique aura of both the freshness of youth and the confidence in identity of a true leader of his niche. There's some cutely clever lines, and some kindly sentimental lines, and some generally pleasant lines. And there's a few questionable lines too but at any time you can bounce yourself out of literal interpretation and instead get awash in emotional understanding, cause it doesn't really matter what they're saying. It's about the life. They made it.

But it actually does sorta matter what they say in that D.R.A.M.'s verse is amazing and deserves to be really looked at and understood. It's so conversational and melodic that you might be distracted from the words themselves, but it's worth it! "I was five or six years old when I told myself okay you're special" is a wonderful moment of self-confidence that is both perfectly encapsulated here and also demonstrated in effectiveness by the song itself. "Couple summers later I got paper, I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel with the capers on a square plate" is beautifully evocative, but it's the duality with the next few lines that brings it into Das Racist-tier genius. Beyond all this complexity, as good as it is, and beyond all the fuckshit of the world, is the hook. Man, there really ain't no telling what I'm finna be on. The freedom of happiness is endless. It's so melodic and bouncy and works in this perfect pseudo-counterpoint to the beat. It is joy.

While I was away in the last week I listened to this song dozens and dozens of times. One hundred seems intuitively like an exaggeration but at the same time I'd be embarrassed if it was. Each time we watched it the view count kept climbing towards a million. Now we're there! We made it! We did it! It feels like a great victory, one that's evident on the song. There's a sort of tonal happiness that saturates the song, it reminds me a lot of most of Chance's Coloring Book, where the circumstances of your life are so joyful, so many dreams are coming true (fame and every game they made for Sega) all at once, that it bleeds into every aspect of your sound, every syllable, every beat. That's how I feel right now, too.

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