Puff, puff, pass…
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Sally O’Rourke: I cannot in good conscience support a song that endorses the scourge of Jamaica, the substance that hangs thick and ominous in the air of every college dorm, the destroyer of many promising young minds. I speak, of course, of shitty reggae.
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Jonathan Bradley: As weed songs go, it’s only middling: by no means sticks and stems, but not the high quality kush referred to by the lyrics. The reggae influences are natural enough not to feel exploitative, but the lazy rapping sounds like it was conceived under the influence of the drug, rather than being a concerted attempt to conjure that feeling. That’s authenticity for you: the realest weed songs are too half-assed to properly work as weed music
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Edward Okulicz: As much as the lyrics remind me of awful, stilted conversations at reggae-blaring student house parties with hippie dudes getting all relaxed, I have to concede that the creeping, minimal bassline gives this ode to marijuana a lot more spirit and energy than the actual consumption of marijuana has.
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Hazel Robinson: For a brief moment I hoped the Real McCoy, who produced this, might be the ’90s pop dance act, purely out of perversity. This is great, though: bass that reminds me of “I Got 5 on It,” a beat it’s almost impossible not to move your hips to, and the reptile-slow, atmospheric main vocal punctuated with interjecting comments. Everyone works together here and it’s hypnotic and alluring — a conversation between strangers that you want to know. And err, sinuously wiggle to.
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Jer Fairall: Score at least one point for the war on drugs: marijuana might not be singlehandedly capable of transforming an interesting person into a tedious bore, but it does encourage those who were already tedious bores to begin with to ramble on at interminable length about how awesome pot is.
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Ian Mathers: “I stay so fly with no destination.” Yeah, I bet. Guys, do you know what’s an incredibly boring drug? Marijuana. Now, can you guess what drug has the most incredibly boring songs written about it? Here’s a hint: Marijuana.
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Anthony Easton: Though this song is about smoking marijuana, it does not match my experiences with grass. The giggly, low-key, love bomb, huggy type of high that seems to be a lot more common than this technocratic, slightly manic, info dump. Where are the songs for those who like a bubblegum high?
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