What do you get when you mix a singer with some of the best raw, natural, God-given, talent since Mariah Carey (someone like Pink) and smoosh her together in the same song as a guy whose singing voice sounds like a hyena with its testicles being pinched in a c-clamp? (I’m referring to Nate Ruess) You get a song called “Just Give Me a Reason.”
Pink is just so talented. How could she have allowed herself to be on the same piece as someone like Nate Ruess whose talent is questionable and obviously light years behind hers?
Nate Ruess’s band “fun.” Is anything but. Indeed, the high-pitched, whiny, caterwauling is really the antithesis of what I think music should be. Nate Ruess’s voice sounds worse than the time I accidentally stepped on my dog’s tail just as he was leaping for a ball and he yelped a cry that is tattooed on my psyche (I still feel guilty about that-I love dogs and I especially loved THAT dog)
I know that the scenesters out there who think they’re “nerdy” just because they can identify the Superman logo and watch “The Big Bang Theory” will probably defend Fun tooth and nail. Well I got news for you, you little putzes, Weezer did the whole geek/emo/alternative thing already. Your act is not new. On top of that, don’t give me that flippant shit about how you won a Grammy for Best New Artist this year either. Don’t forget: it wasn’t so long ago that Sheena Easton beat out Luther Vandross for the same award. Based on that alone, the credibility of Grammys at large has been damaged beyond repair.