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Of the same old pet peeve

So two things. One delightful, the other not so much.

Good news is I just stumbled on the "blogger" app on the app store. Epic. This means I do not need any more cumbersome sign in processes just to post. Sometimes that alone discourages you. You first open the internet browser then open blogger then sign in then click New etc etc. You get the drift. Now it is an app on my iPad that I've signed into permanently and all I do is click It open and type. Sweet! [in Eric Cartman's voice].

The trigger that got me to check for this app was a not so good one. I was there on Twitter trudging along peacefully when I saw the link to dr.sid new track featuring tiwa savage. You know I'll click anything with tiwa (don't judge a nigger). As usual she has most of the goods on display so no complaints there. However, again as usual Dr.sid remains underwhelming. From the beginning of his career he always strikes me as a benz being driven by my grandmother. He just seems to take the easy road with his music. There just seems to be so much more he is capable of but that he doesn't even put the energy to even try. Case in point, we spend the full one minute into the video repeating exactly the same phrase over and over. Not even a catchy phrase, just a random line about not turning him on our something random. D'banj and MayD do a better job of being tacky with barely shielded sexual innuendo. You either go big with anything or go home.

And then, although tiwa struggled to save the song through her display of ample bosom, I can't seem to get the picture of a tired married woman out of my head which made her repeated chorus of us wanting to take off her clothes and ending with licky licky something completely inappropriate. I know I'm majorly biased because I have beyonce's "partition" as my most played video on my iphone, so nothing against tiwa playing up the 'everybody wants me' card, but maybe in a song with her husband as the guy would not rub against my grain so much. No I'm not a prude damn it.

Anyway, I don't know why I keep having hopes for improved nigerian music but after dorobucci I could have sworn we were on track. Apparently not. New year, same old music. O well.

You can watch the video here: http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=FEGZsIS3-WQ

Let me know if I expect too much in the comment section below.

Later peeps.

Comments

YankeeNaija said…
lol. No. You don't expect too much. I think that's for music in general. As long as we don't demand or expect better, we'll continue to get whatever they give us.
3:58 AM, January 06, 2015
Toinlicious said…
Please, i'm tired of most of the music in Nigeria. I'm still trying to get over Wizkid's "in my bed" with the nonsense eleniyan addition. Jaiye Jaiye was messed up like that too. We;'' get there i guess
12:11 PM, January 06, 2015
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