The start of this ditty, the closest Paul Simon’s come to hip-hop since his Wyclef Jean feature, sounds splendid. “My heart goes out to the street angels,” he says over blastworthy drums, but it’s a delightful background vocal sample that sells it.
After the first twenty seconds or so, the song instantly goes awry and becomes a bit of a mess. The main problem is the structure or lack thereof, specifically the fact that Simon never properly brings back the aforementioned chorus section.
my rating : 3 of 5
2016
