It was so blatantly commercial, that it could have utilized a contrast in sounds to make it pop more (a la combining 21 Savage with Post on ‘ROCKSTAR’) but didn’t.Ī Max Martin-inspired trumpet weakly guided Fetty’s flow and Nicki’s comfortability on the record only hurt it. Interestingly enough, Post Malone actually opened for Fetty Wap at one time. The trajectories of their careers have been wildly different. In her début performance at Coachella last weekend, DeJ Loaf had a good time.Post diversified his sound, his look and his fanbase. “If you feel free, you should lift your hands,” she sang from the title track of her upcoming album, Liberated, beneath an iridescent Chanel visor that covered most of her face. Next to her, Leon Bridges shuffled around the stage, singing along with her, “People, get liberated!” Behind her, a backdrop of date palms soared and swayed.
Her voice was rich and honeyed and decorated with a Detroit drawl when she rapped, it punched when she sang, it seduced. The crowd had no problem obeying her and Bridges’s plea. For someone who commands such a presence on stage and whose sense of fashion carries such bravado-at Coachella, her hair reached beyond her waist and she wore a translucent top so rosy it outshone every shade in Janelle Monáe’s video for “PYNK”-it’s surprising to hear the 27-year-old musician describe her younger self as a “shy kid.” The performance was a strong contrast to her offstage persona, where, away from the microphone, sometimes she speaks so quietly it can be difficult to hear her if there’s background noise.
Indeed, the way she tells it, she mostly kept to herself when younger. Born Deja Trimble-her stage name comes from a mix of “Deja,” shortened, and “loafer,” her footwear of choice-she grew up on the east side of Detroit.
She was raised around music: Her mother and her grandmother would put on Mary J Blige and Erykah Badu her dad, before he was killed when she was four, would play her Miles Davis and 2Pac. Writing music, as a child, was an “escape,” almost like a diary.
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