The HOT HOT summer blueprint: Bree Runway, “HOT HOT” – Bree Runway has fucking done it again. “All Night” was perfect, “ATM” was immaculate, and “HOT HOT” is so good I’ve run out of adjectives to summarize it in one word. It’s maybe disingenuous to claim a summer jam in March, but it better be this, when clubs open this summer (god willing) and I glue my pussy to the dance floor.
The lyrical tick—“HOT HOT,” “WHAT WHAT”—is so instantly memorable. As is the rest of the song really. (“I’M A BIG DEAL YOU’RE LIKE OH MY GOD!”) It’s the best of the mid-aughts pop R&B era percussion distilled. Tell me you don’t hear Fat Joe, or Nelly, or T-Pain, Keyshia Cole, or Blu Cantrell!
The visuals, another staple of a Bree Runway joint, are also very mid-aughts to me. That’s a good thing! 2004-2006 was a highly underrated era in fashion herstory, as I’ve often screamed out at parties where everyone is in a ‘90s fit and I’m just wondering where the Raiders bras and denim booty shorts with too-big amber-tinted sunglasses are.