THE END OF DRAKE: YOU ARE (NOT) THE BEST I'VE EVER HAD
PROLOGUE TO THE EPILOGUE
The final album of Drakevember. Published intentionally after midnight on December 1st, Chile time. This whole thing was an experience. One that I'd love to replicate with a lot more time if possible, instead of procrastinating doing anything until the last week of the month like a total dumbass. I've learned a lot about the way that I approach music, and managed to get back into the habit of taking notes while listening to the album, or the second I get the chance directly after. Drake's discography is a mess, largely mediocre with some standouts on both ends of the quality spectrum. I see myself reflected in it. I look at the cover of Certified Lover Boy and think about the fact that if I was given a selection of horribly expensive designs, I would probably also pick the funniest, most horrible one possible for an album with that little effort put into it, and that makes me realize that Drake, much like I, is a human person with a heart. One that he tries to show to the world with his music. But he also has a shitload of money, so I don't respect him and he needs to die.
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