You say you’re a lesgo, girl, me too…

[Video]
[2.50]
Nortey Dowuona: nothing. go away.
[0]
Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: This guy’s always asking some dumb fucking question, isn’t he?
[2]
Jonathan Bradley: Drake switches from party mode to frowny face. I guess he’s learned nothing after all.
[2]
Al Varela: This shit is exhausting, dude. Drake’s vindictive bars sneering at the people who abandoned him after the beef could be endearing as a heel turn, but it’s constantly intercut with Drake’s forced attempts to make it sound like he’s invested in the beat by chanting “let’s go!” repeatedly after bars. He’s so self-impressed by how unbothered he is, insisting he’s still got it when he’s the only one dancing in the crowd. Then we get another stupid beat switch and I start tuning out. You’re not the guy anymore, Drake. Get over it.
[3]
Andrew Karpan: Perpetual bard of failure arrives with yet another catalog of woe. “Nokia” was annoying but vital in retrospect to perpetuate his dominance in various important, if largely faceless, market niches. The Drake business is back, even if it signifies less than ever. “What Did I Miss?” is a hollow victory lap of sorts about all this, returning to bring further complaints forward and resulting in a more lavishly-produced “Middle of the Ocean” with worse bars and inspiring less confidence. Why does that sample sound like the Weeknd? In the video, Drizzy dances threateningly inside an entirely empty ice storage facility in Toronto. I didn’t even know people warehoused ice like that. It looks like something from the Sims. It’s one of the most depressing things I’ve seen all year.
[5]
Hannah Jocelyn: “lesgolesgo” would be a great vocal stim if it didn’t come from Fucking Drake.
[0]
Ian Mathers: Given the number of total whiffs Fucking Drake has had recently, this one comes surprisingly close to hitting on something effective. If he had actually leaned into the hurt and confusion that peeks through occasionally, so that the title consistently came off like an obsessed, wounded man desperate to understand not just what’s happened to him but his role in what happened to him, and married that with those triumphal horns? I might be reluctantly handing out a good mark. Instead he keeps flipping the switch back to “please dont put in the newspaper that i got mad” faux blitheness and everyone’s-a-traitor paranoia (the latter not wholly unfounded, to be fair), and it weakens his stance, any hope of recovery, and the song.
[5]
Alfred Soto: If you don’t give a fuck if we love you, why keep asking us? I awarded the track an extra point for opening up sonically during the “let’s go, let’s go” section.
[4]
Katherine St. Asaph: Point awarded solely because the title “What Did I Miss?” is almost as hilarious as a response to beef as “I’m Upset.”
[1]
Dave Moore: i ain’t listening to all that i’m happy for you tho or sorry that happened
[2]
Tim de Reuse: “what did I miss? what did I miss?” i continue to insist as i slowly shrink and transform into a corn cob
[4]
Will Adams: *extremely Statler & Waldorf voice* What did he miss? The mark! AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAH
[2]
The brasses on this guy, I tell ya. [4]