It’s a new world, Ms. Davis – you’re not the only multicultural, pop songstress anymore. While you hit it big in 1997 with “Thirty-two Flavors,” there is more competition now; a catchy pop chorus just isn’t enough. Today you’ve got Dido and Nelly Furtado to contend with – they have personal stylists and regular airtime on MTV.
Ms. Davis, simple, repetitive pop harmonies and hip-hop influenced beats have become pass
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
