Pursehouse’s humble musings

Kid Acne’s press release describes him as a ‘modern renaissance man’. I also know several French words yet when I use them I like to use them correctly and I can say with confidence that this record is merde. Proper merde. Why would anyone other then a cretin buy this?! Too stupid to be clever yet at the same time not stupid enough to be ironic; Kid Acne falls into musical purgatory and hovers there forever rapping about things that noone cares about. ‘Worst Luck’s’ repetitive chorus of “I got 2 phones like a drug dealer” leaves the listener hoping it’s a comedy record whilst at the same time praying it isn’t so they can tell their friends they’ve finally just heard something that is worse then Prinzhorn Dance School. The single ‘Sliding Doors’ could pass as semi decent dance record until he ruins it by inexplicably rapping about utter bollocks including the soon to be infamous line; “I like beans, I like sauce, I like sexual intercourse”. The fact that he is from Sheffield upsets me further as I myself also hail from the greenest city in England. It is a place of inherent beauty which does have its darker side (as beautifully captured by Alex Turner and Co) and this Acne fellow makes it sound like the third world would be a better place to frequent ones lazy Sunday afternoons. If there are genuinely people like this walking the street in Sheffield then I don’t think I want to go home again.

1/5