Steve Angello is to EDM what Pibb Xtra is to soda pop. They both have a small, loyal following, taste and sound generic and don’t know when to throw in the towel.
I do not like that Steve Angello — such an odd little fellow.
I would say he’s mellow, but I’d be lying like jello.
So let the man revel in his own pit of despair. With that coffin-black head of hair and a look that says I don’t care.
Miami to Ibiza?
More like, “Here, take my VISA.”
Enough rhymes. Lets talk dimes.
Angello spend his load on his upcoming marketing campaign for his upcoming album, Wild Youth. Seeing as it’s the first album since his departure from the Swedish House Mafia, Steve needs all the help he can get in spreading the word about his new LP.
However, the album below feels like overkill. Unless I’m just seeing double? Triple? Quattro? Quinte?
No, I can see clearly now, the rain has fallen. Hard.
So get out your purple umbrella, bust out those rain boots, and prepare for the second coming of a man we wished hung up his gloves last decade.
Steve Angello is back with a vengeance, and I couldn’t care less.