A downpour…

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Alfred Soto: One of the rare times when I admit to a disadvantage not knowing the language, but I doubt this grueling amalgam even if I could order a cab from the hotel. “Hard” rap complementing “soft” femme singing makes my skin crawl these days, the grace notes of the accordion notwithstanding.
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Brad Shoup: Cafe jazz gives me hives. I’m sorry. It’s suited for the kind of self-consciously mopey cover-pulling described by Tak, I suppose, but that’s still as far from conjurable experience as riding my moped down Roman cobblestones for some al fresco drama. And the rapping rides the jazz as terribly as I would a moped on cobblestones.
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Patrick St. Michel: A mournful-sounding song interspliced with rapping that turns out to be every bit as sad as Ailee’s choruses or the woe-is-me-tango sound. Doesn’t do much besides mope around in low places, but nails what it sets out to do.
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Anthony Easton: This swings so well, and her voice is on the right edge of Astrud Gilberto, but instead of three minutes of Ailee being pleasant we have a couple of minutes of that and a few minutes of Baechigi being abrasive. We’ve heard this trick before. It’s been played well and played poorly. This is neither; the tension or juxtaposition is long past its due date. 
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Rebecca A. Gowns: I like that the music video frames the song in a private karaoke room. That’s what this song is perfect for: a bit of cheesy instrumental, a nice mellow vocal part, and a nimble rap part. Excellent karaoke title too! It’s not really my style, but it’s cute, y’know, like a contemplative teen listening to K-Pop and wishing their parents allowed them to go to private karaoke rooms.
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Will Adams: The rhythm track is swung, as is Ailee’s contribution, but the raps are not. The result is music that sounds like it’s constantly tripping over itself, with no one rising to the challenge of fighting these hiccups.
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Daniel Montesinos-Donaghy: No point mincing words here — everyone is on a totally different song here. The folky swing of the track burrows Ailee into wailing post-romantic pondering, members Mu Woong and Tak rapping entirely against the meter for sadsack stream-of-consciousness purposes (“if you poke me tears will fall out!” um, sure). If you were polite, you could say the awkward lilt is a way to reflect the feeling of being hoodwinked by heartbreak. Then you hear Baechigi and Ailee’s amazingly awkward “Empire State of Mind” cover and realise, nope, these guys are just really good at doing everything pretty much wrong.
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