Probably the best way to describe Two Feet’s style of music is that it’s bluesy electric guitar and vocals with a lot of bass. He’s been flaunting this distinct and seductive style for several years, and was no disappointment with his new album, Pink. Throughout the development up to the release, Two Feet has regularly expressed immense pride and enthusiasm towards his latest record. Just before it dropped, he left a message via Twitter to his anticipating listeners with an important request: “I worked hard on the track list. This is not an album of singles, it’s a ‘thing-in-itself.’ Please listen in order. Front to back.”
The “Intro” is a short instrumental with a dramatic, almost sci-fi sounding build that leads to an alluring drop of his signature style. Following up is the album’s namesake, “Pink.” Musically it starts with a deep, enticing tune that gradually builds to a hazy drop featuring guitar and what sounds like layered, airy vocals in a descending falsetto. Here he reminisces about the past, seeming to have come to the realization of just how quickly time passes. There’s no mention of what the word “pink” could specifically refer to; but whether the word is originally meant to relate more to the song or the album as a whole, likely the reason why the two share the name is because lyrically, the track sums up the record’s overall theme of nostalgia and watching time go by.
“BBY” is a largely instrumental-based track with captivating electronic beats and reverberated electric guitar that smoothly flows from ear to ear when listening with headphones. While maybe too slow for something like a nightclub, the beat is something that you can’t completely sit still to. Ending abruptly, we then slowly fade into “Call Me, I Still Love You.” This enchanting instrumental track is slower and a little more relaxed, yet keeps up a dramatic sound. Being just over a minute long, it acts like an interlude; then fading out to introduce “You?” The solemn track starts out smooth and toned down, but picks up the rhythm until the chorus; making way for a bursting, intense guitar break. Lyrically, it’s meant to cause skepticism as to exactly who it’s about. The title is kept as a question for this reason. The first lines state “Don’t tell me your problems, I don’t wanna solve them, I don’t really care.” More than just Two Feet saying this to someone else, it’s also what he imagines someone else thinking if he goes to them about his own issues. It’s essentially about the fear and insecurity someone can feel towards asking for help, and why some hesitate to do so.
“44 Lies” starts with a dark, almost cinematic beat that continues throughout the song, but feels a bit softer and more sentimental with the addition of vocals. It seems to be about the way he grew up and into his adulthood. He implies that the “44 lies” were things he told others, or even himself, just in order to get by in his life; or maybe to convince them that he was getting by. Another possibility is that these lies were told to him by someone else. In the second verse he says “All of the guys wearing the same shoes, telling me things, praying they ain’t true.” Perhaps people around him, who all thought and acted the same, lied to and manipulated him; or put negative thoughts in his head. If this is the case, then the chorus would imply that some of the “lies” they told him were false support: “Wherever you go, wherever you need me.”
“Lost The Game” is a song that was released back in 2018. The entrancing guitar riff gives it an especially seductive feel, but the lyrics speak of a domestic argument that causes a breakup. Initially he states the reasons his partner gave for leaving, and the blame she put on him. He seems to fully absorb and accept the blame in the second verse, also expressing the collapse of his own mental stability caused by this. “Grey” consists of particularly heavy, fuzzy electronic beats with occasional guitar riffs. Though there are vocals and lyrics expressing a tender farewell to someone he has to leave, this bold electronic instrumentation appears to be the song’s main focus.
Two Feet expressed particular excitement for “Maria” before the album release. He went on Twitter talking about a song that he’d just written, and was debating on adding it to the already finished track list because he liked it so much. Ultimately, he was able to make the last-minute addition work. The tune is enticingly dark and almost eerie, as the lyrics speak of the narrator’s longing for a girl he’s in love with, but went out and spent the night with someone else. The next track has a very blunt and self-explanatory title: “Felt like playing guitar and not singing part 2.” Those familiar with part 1 from the first album will greatly look forward to this sequel. Its like having a Two Feet version of a catchy Rock N Roll tune, with addicting beats and riffs that you can’t help but at least bob your head to.
He introduces something different with “I Can’t Relate;” a slow, soft, bittersweet piece. It remains, however, to be a very familiar style through its production with resounding, smooth guitar and raspy vocals. Here they’re expressed more lightly with tender heartache for a fallen relationship. His partner gives multiple reasons for why they feel it should end, but he sadly “can’t relate” to these reasons. “We Will Be Alright” switches it up again with a light, relaxed tune that makes you sway from side to side. Rather than a breakup, this short but sweet love song speaks as a promise to his partner. He says that he could see them together for the rest of their lives, promises to love them through that time, and that they “will be alright.” The final track, “Pink Reprise,” has little resemblance to the earlier one, but brings back the dark intensity with a haunting, instrumental outro.
Two Feet’s music is so distinctive that it can be recognized in an instant, and that remains to be the case with this album. No fan of his finds themselves missing his hypnotic, hazy sound while listening; yet kept on edge with a surprising, sweet taste of how he may expand his style in the future.
