Lily Allen’s Not for Me

My good friend Shats, a man with impeccable musical taste, highly recommended Lilly Allen’s Alright, Still to me as what I’ll call “trashy summer fun”. Coming from such a respected source I tried really hard to give it a chance. I really liked the sounds and I rarely pay attention to lyrics so it was feeling like a winner, but this albums lyrics can’t be ignored. In short the lyrics really really bug me. In a nutshell, Lilly Allen is the kind of girl that Of Montreal’s Hissing Fauna is all about. She is the rejecter. I don’t need more rejection ๐Ÿ‘ฟ

I vowed to myself that I’d post music that I like and silently discard the rest. Things change. And yes … my daughters really like this album ๐Ÿ˜ˆ