Kid Cudi - Day and Night Review

By Peebz

 

So. I was on my way home earlier. Got on the bus, as you do, and heard some vile shit being poured out of some chav’s phone and into my ear. This thing, which I believe some people actually refer to as a ‘song’, is called ‘Day and Night’, by Kid Cudi.

This is the kind of song you could listen to whilst rhythmically bashing your skull against a brick wall, hoping to God that if you hit it enough times, your head will crack and your brains will come pouring out of your ear, making the noise stop.

It’s that bad.

It’s flat. It’s monotonous. It’s boring. The guy has… I’m going to go with no talent WHATSOFUCKINGEVER. He talks all the way through in pretty much a slow stoned drawl that I can’t actually bear to listen to. I feel embarrassed for him, and yet… people actually listen to this shit. Not only listen to it, but play it full blast on the back of a bus which I’m sitting on.              

That. Is. Torture. Simple as. For a few reasons. First of all, I’m on a bus, it’s stuffy, it’s uncomfortable, I’m in a public space. Second of all, there’s a chav on the bus. And last, but not at all fucking least, they’re playing that shite. I would rather someone took a steaming dump in my ears. Or, alternatively, every single orifice on my face would be fine. Just as long as I can’t hear that prick going, “Day.. And.. Night…dahydahahbleuh Ay..Ay…And Night”.

The best part is the video.

They’ve tried to make it comical, to distract from what a downright awful song it is. The scene places ‘Cudi’ in a 24 hour convenience store, where he is so tired that he’s hallucinating about semi-naked women and dancing in front of a soap powder brand called.. wait for it… Cudi!

Amazing. Really, really, fucking, amazing.

The guy looks like a complete ass. The ‘actress’ ( I think that’s what she was going for) at the beginning of the video is just… well to put it to you simply, they’d have been better off using a bean bag with giant fake lips attached to it.

Yes, I know what you’re asking, ‘If you heard it on the bus, why are you watching the video on Youtube?’
I’ll tell you why. Because when someone releases a shit song and I just so happen to hear it, it gets stuck in my fucking head. So then I have to see for myself what cunt looks like that I intend to hunt down with an AK47, with the intention of blasting a big bastard hole in his ass, and then his head.

Basically what I’m saying to you is this. If you hear this song being played in a public space,  I do not care whether it’s on the radio in a shop, I do not care if it’s being played in someone’s car, I especially don’t care if it’s a chav playing the bastard thing on the back of a bus, take a fucking bazooka and blow them the fuck up.

I thought music had gotten bad when Lil Wayne started showing his annoying mug in every cunts video. Hell, music was pretty bad before then. But this? This is just plain toxic garbage.

I’m not a biased person.

I’m not saying that I don’t like it because I don’t like hip hop (which I think is a pathetic name for a genre of music) or garage or grime.. I used to listen to that shit. I know good music when I hear it, whether I like it or not, I can still say whether I think it’s good or bad, it just might not be my cup of tea. But this is no cup of tea.

Oh no.

This is a cup of hot steaming corny shit.
The kind of runny shit you do after eating a hot curry that burns your ass.

That’s what this song is. And that's what I would like to see it referred to as from here on in. Infact, next time you take a long ass-burning, curry shit, I want you to look down into the depths of your toilet bowl, and declare, loudly, 'hey, I just took a Cudi.'

That is all.