Could I have possibly stumbled upon the most cringe-inducing rapper I have ever heard? Not one to talk shit for no reason, I feel compelled to express my absolute dissatisfaction with album Complaint, due to its unlistenable 7 out of 9 tracks. And the tracks I liked are passable at best. Watsky came to my attention via recommendation from a random dude at a bar, who was adamant about schooling me on the intrinsic link between slam poets and rappers (which already began to sow the seeds of my discontent). And I freakin’ knew it – checking out Watsky’s catalogue of work – across 5 albums no less, there was nothing for me. So who does he rap for? Whose sound does he represent? Well, If I had to take a stab at his type of audience, I would say they dip into Nerdcore just as often as they dip into more conventional Hip Hop – yet, if they honestly were for the more conventional styles, then how on Earth could they stomach more than a couple tracks from Watsky in the first place. This stylistic leap is more alarming than awesome. I can only scratch my head about his fan-base, and speculate that if someone listens to Weird Al Yankovich for serious rather than comedic reasons, then they probably are already a Watsky fan. Life is short, there is too much Hip Hop out there, and I simply don’t have the bandwidth.