Friday, July 15th, 2011

Lupe Fiasco ft. Trey Songz – Out of My Head

Lupe hooks up with Trey Songz. I guess Isaac Brock wasn’t available…


Hazel Robinson: This is perfectly pleasant. I think I’d have a few slightly awkward dates with it, probably never fuck it, and me and the song would both be happier when we realised we should just be friends. And that’s fine with all this sunny weather.

Michaela Drapes: Here’s the thing that bugs me about this song: Lupe Fiasco says he’s not going to use curse words, but then proceeds to blow through a stunning array of pseudo-intellectual, too-cute innuendos to explicate the level of his desire. I find this infinitely more offensive, than, say anything The-Dream or Cee Lo’s libidos have produced lately. I have no complaint with Trey Songz’s hook, though — his ultra-smoothness works quite nicely with the squelchy retro synthy bits. Too bad it’s attached to Lupe’s “sensitive” rhymes.

Alfred Soto: “So clean no curse,” Lupe promises, and he’s right: his rap is so bright it’s like he brushed it with Aquafresh. Couple this with Trey’s third-rate Usher imitation and we’ve got a track Michele Bachmann can play for her thirty-seven kids.

Katherine St Asaph: Lupe persuades Trey Songz to sop like Bruno Mars then lyrically flails about as if he thinks that if he raps the right words in just the right breezy tone, he’ll transform into B.o.B and get “Nothin’ on You” back. Poor Lupe; he hasn’t got the magic in him.

Al Shipley: It’s not just that Lupe is nerdy or arty or political or even effeminate — he’s straight up the most asexual rap star in recent memory, and even the most macho hip hop stars often sound awkward trying to aim radio jams at the ladies. So it’s a total fluke that this somehow works, even if only by virtue of Sir Songz running the show and Lupe Fubar stumbling upon a beat he sounds fairly natural flowing over.

Ian Mathers: I wouldn’t expect that much from either of these two, and the album this one is from is (apparently) awful, but much as with Tinchy Strider’s reviled-in-some-quarters crossover efforts, the completely unselfconscious maximalism of “Out of My Head” grabs me from the minute those huge synth stabs start up. I guess I’m just a sucker for good-hearted, lovelorn triumphalism, even if so far this isn’t quite as awesome as “Never Leave You.”

Jonathan Bradley: I usually prefer Lupe to go as commercial as possible. He’s a rapper nowhere near as clever is he thinks he is, and pursuing a broad appeal he seems to consider beneath him is often the best technique he has to avoid being his own worst enemy. No one could accuse “Out of My Head” of pretension, but the choice not to rap from the perspective of a hamburger can’t make it any more exciting than your average Trey Songz hook. (i.e. I wonder if there’s any golf on TV I could be watching instead?) The streaky synth sound-du-jour has a charming sunniness, but Lupe is too instinctively humorless to embrace it. You need the slick tongue of a T.I. if you want to put out your own “Why You Wanna.”

3 Responses to “Lupe Fiasco ft. Trey Songz – Out of My Head”

  1. hahaha how did i wind up with the highest score here?

  2. Because I failed to get my review in on time:

    Lupe Fiasco used to make concept songs in which he told the story of a hustler resurrected from the dead (“The Cool”), switched personae multiple times in a verse, and perhaps in a bar (“Switch (The Science Project)”), and rapped from the perspective of a hamburger (“Gotta Eat”). Now, he’s reduced to a pale imitations of a song Usher would have been embarrassed to provide the hook for (Selena Gomez’ “Love You Like A Love Song” is kind of this same concept, and a dozen times better) on an instrumental with an out-of-place synth stabs and an entirely too earnest Trey. [3] with the video earning at least one of those points.

  3. I might have matched you, Ian, though I also might have gone for a more reasonable [7].