something i learned from the kendrick-drake beef (i promise i am writing a review of pushing daisies by julie) is that i am so done with artists who are incapable of any vocal style other than a detached cool monotone (and yes i realize that i'm saying this with cold visions in my rotation. i contain multitudes.) listening to push-ups and family matters next to euphoria and meet the grahams and not like us it just became painfully clear how exhausted this whole thing is. we get it. please, scream, shout, sound like you're angry, sound like you're sad or happy or anything, just care about something for once in your life.