#9 - Cash Cobain - "Rump Punch"
There was a whole lot of sexy drill this year that’s sweet, sensual, seductive—stuff you’d sing in the shower thinking about your crush or blast out of the car as you’re swaggering downtown. Nonchalant dudes humming about drowning in pussy. What attracted me most was “Rump Punch,” a Cash Cobain hit so sparse and subdued it’s borderline melancholic. There’s the lightest lick of percussion, and synths so blue it’s as if you’re staring into the Mariana Trench. Then you have Cash with a typically raunchy, horndog hook that sounds so weird in this woeful context: “Girl, you got the fatty, wanna be callin' me daddy/Top-five nasty, you ain't even gotta ask me.” He says a woman tastes like rump punch and scolds guys who can’t make their girl come once, when he can do it twice. But with this overcast sky, it’s like, are you munching or mourning? Are you getting a nut off or going nuts yourself, dissociating in the punch?
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