The Singles Jukebox

Unfortunately, does not sample Keen Dreams…

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Ryo Miyauchi: Yachty cruises laid back and melodic on a piano lick as stuck in its prepubescent stage as he is. But, dude, slow it down, D.R.A.M.
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Leonel Manzanares de la Rosa: Lil Yachty’s deadpan delivery can easily derail a track, but this time, it’s “Broccoli”‘s virtue. It makes a good contrast with that tinkling piano that could (and does) get annoying after a while. D.R.A.M. sounds a bit overblown in his hook; there’s not much time for iffy singing anyway.
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Will Rivitz: I understand that not having a strong opinion on Lil Yachty is kinda-sorta-ish-not-really the hip-hop equivalent in 2016 of not having a strong opinion on The 1975 – either you really like them (me), or you vaguely think they’re the Death Of Music (other corners of Bloggerati Twitter). But “Broccoli” is pleasant if not much more. Cheeky piano, vocals that swerve between Chance and Future in terms of both tone and lyrics, and that’s about it. I like it, but I don’t see myself listening to it much more. Is that heretical? I genuinely can’t tell.
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Natasha Genet Avery: Leaning heavily on a saccharine piano line, with no midrange to speak of, “Broccoli” is a challenging and underdeveloped track to rap over. D.R.A.M. rises to the occasion, dancing along the scale and bestowing lyrical gifts such as his fondness for lox bagels “with the capers on the square plate.” Lil Yachty does not, creating a noticeable imbalance between the first and second half of the track.
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Jessica Doyle: I mean, it’s a good late-night, too-tired-to-sleep beat, but what gets me is not the broccoli but the salmon on a bagel with capers on a square plate. And D.R.A.M. specifying, no really, he loves salmon on a bagel with capers. Sir! I am sorry for the racist side-eye you have received in the past. The next time I’m in Boca Raton I will go to Bagelworks and stand in the take-out line for you.
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Brad Shoup: Yachty hits you with the Columbine line up front, but peels off like he’s suddenly singing to his shoes. (And sure enough, there’s a reason for that.) Our heroes are saddled with a ceaseless plinky crotchet, probably chosen to make the ocarina tootle seem less annoying. But I love D.R.A.M.’s career recap — I, too, am experiencing a midlife caper renaissance — and I’m fine with Lil Yachty’s scratch-track approach.
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Alfred Soto: The admission of loutishness is welcome, I guess, but Drake does it too and the production’s often more interesting.
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