Dec 09 2011
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“ 3. EMA, “California”
EMA dubbed her signature song a “rap ballad” and she performs it like a time-lapse corner-boy soliloquy, squinting through a 3 a.m. hangover haze, theatrically summoning Tupac’s out-on-bail-fresh-outta-jail compulsion as much as PJ Harvey’s mystical swagger. No California love here, though, homie
EMA dubbed her signature song a “rap ballad” and she performs it like a time-lapse corner-boy soliloquy, squinting through a 3 a.m. hangover haze, theatrically summoning Tupac’s out-on-bail-fresh-outta-jail compulsion as much as PJ Harvey’s mystical swagger. No California love here, though, homie
— Spin’s incomprehensible love letter to EMA. I love this song. I see they were trying to do something loose and cool here. But what do these two sentences actually MEAN?! “Time-lapse corner-boy soliloquy”?!
