There are maybe a few times a year I feel really old. Birthdays are an obvious one, as I add another year to a number I forgot many moons ago. The whole room day-after-big-night spins is another; kids don’t get hungover like that, surely. Of every temporally-sensitive event, though, listening to Migos has got to be up there for making you feel like you were born in an entirely different millennium. Thankfully in this respect, the Lawrenceville, Georgia trio only crop up every once in a while. The last time I had to properly contend with my shuffle towards the edge of this mortal coil was back in 2013 with ‘Versace’. Resist the urge to click that link. You know the one. Literally three dudes saying ‘Versace, Versace, Versace‘ over and over again, perhaps only outdone by the same group saying ‘Hannah Montana Hannah Montana Hannah Montana‘ over and over again. Those two tracks were debilitatingly impossible to reckon with. Aside from the obvious (luxury brand, Miley Cyrus character) what did they possibly mean? Where was the artistic merit? What happened to rapping like Common Sense used to do in the good old days?
Those questions won’t be answered any time soon as this month, the Migos trajectory kind of skewed off the charts, taking their latest, ‘Bad and Boujee’ to number one in the US. At one of the most interesting awards ceremonies in recent memory, this year’s Golden Globes, Donald Glover (aka Childish Gambino), who I have all the time in the world for, kind of jarringly thanked Migos for ‘Bad and Boujee’ after winning the best TV comedy award for ‘Atlanta’, for ‘making the best song, ever’. Coming from one of the foremost creative minds of our time, that was high praise indeed. Naturally, avoiding the radio like a plague and so having not stumbled on it to that point, I watched the video for the track. Then I went to bed, feeling fifteen years older than I actually believe I am. Yet again, youth culture had stumped me. The chorus was okay (just okay, vaguely melodic) but the rest of it? That beat? Those references?
Those questions don’t have to be answered any time soon as this week, I fell in love with ‘Bad and Boujee’. Not Migos’ ‘Bad and Boujee’ but the track as reimagined by LA-based producer Omniboi, completely overhauled as a kind of space-aged jazz number. Perhaps as another sign of my creeping age, it’s been a while since I’ve felt like a remix of a popular song has markedly improved it (‘they don’t make remixes like the did in 2008’). Omniboi’s treatment of ‘Bad and Boujee’ doesn’t just improve it. His clever work makes the track immeasurably more listenable, likable and memorable. It has an electric dynamism where the original is a dichotomy of chorus and other. Omniboi’s ear for grooves plays off the Migos crew’s indubitable capacity to put together a compelling few bars and bolsters the rest of it with remarkable results. Some of the finest work I’ve heard this year. But maybe that’s just the old man inside me talking.
Migos – Bad and Boujee (Omniboi Remix)