When I listen to 100 gecs I just grit my teeth and smile, as if some Jehovah’s Witness were proselytizing to me in my front door. Yep. Yep. Yep. That’s very nice.
I like them but I get it when people don’t like them. I describe their music like an ice cream brain freeze. It’s something that’s plain and pleasurable with all it’s qualities pushed to the point of blowing out your senses. I like the grating overblown insanity but I understand it’s not for everyone.
When I listen to 100 gecs I just grit my teeth and smile, as if some Jehovah’s Witness were proselytizing to me in my front door. Yep. Yep. Yep. That’s very nice.
I like them but I get it when people don’t like them. I describe their music like an ice cream brain freeze. It’s something that’s plain and pleasurable with all it’s qualities pushed to the point of blowing out your senses. I like the grating overblown insanity but I understand it’s not for everyone.