Well, Europe, I hope you're happy.
We've let you have your gaudy techno. You've let us have our vapid hip hop. It's been a pleasant arrangement.
But now look what you've done with our radio pop: Taio Cruz's "Break Your Heart" is the sound of an R&B crooner singing to a packed discotheque in Amsterdam (I can practically hear the Dutch girls screaming 'Dao Crooz we luhv yoo!' over the "Sandstorm"-lite chorus). Ludracris shows up all deer-in-headlights, confused to be spitting over such thumping arrangements for such bad-dancing fans, but ably finding some stability in his quality second verse.
I thought this might happen when I heard David Guetta's "Sexy Chick (ft. Akon)" (She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before/Nothing you can compare to your neighborhood whore"), but that was more like a one-off collaboration. This feels more like a trend (auto-tune, anyone?)
I'm just nervous for where this might lead. Will I ever hear a rap song on the radio again? Ludacris?
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