Do you believe in life after auto-tune?
I really don’t think I’m strong enough, no.
When Cher did it first, it was kitsch,
now, wait, stop – don’t snitch
Like I got you babe was reliable
now it’s undeniable
the effect got faxed, cloned and photocopied across the airways
like a wildfire that burns and then re-returns
a virus not desirous
a quick producer fix that’s now nothing more than a dirty trick
fast and sleazy like an easy bake oven for tracks
I’m straight tryin’ to get to the facts
It’s like napalm audio
I’m trying to stay calm oh
trying to tell us it’s cola when it’s really ebola
Don’t get me wrong, sometimes it works
like Daft Punk said just one more time – that got some perks
But now it just seems it’s breeding no talent
who forgot those that were most gallant?
Chuck D, KRS-One, Eric B & Rakim – Where are you?
We need the S1Ws
Forget the rap mumble we need a hero that doesn’t stumble
off their heads with Oxy,
shoulda never been let perform at the Roxy
we need clean lyrical hustlers that rumble
super sharp microphone controllers shootin’ real lyrics that kill
no more cheap thrills
If you can’t sing it back don’t bring it back
If you can’t rhyme with your voice
we don’t have the time for poor choices
Because all the technology in the world can’t save your bad writing
So quit the game stop with the hand wringing
To sort this shit out
we need to get the word out
Bring back the realness
we’ve had it with this weakness
Do I believe in life after auto-tune?
Hell yeah, I do.
For a full in depth history on the Auto-Tune phenomena, check out Pitchfork’s Simon Reynold’s article here.