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Nashville rap and R&B have both seen dramatic rises in popularity in the past few years, earning praise from national outlets like NPR and
Complex and catching the attention â and dollars â of major players like Prescription Songs and Roc Nation. Most of this attention has focused on the cityâs wealth of artist and songwriting talent. But an equally important part of the scene has flown largely under the radar: its producers.
A.B. Eastwood, a producer, musician and DJ known to friends and collaborators simply as A.B., knows this firsthand. A frequent go-to for artists like Tim Gent and Brian Brown, Eastwood reached out to the
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Jackson Healy, Contributing Writer|May 9, 2021
Who knew people could lie on the Internet?
On April 9, a Nashville-based pop-punk girl group by the name of Tramp Stamps released their third and latest single, “I’d Rather Die.”
Containing lyrics such as “I can’t recall a memory/Of someone driving me home and not asking for a b job/I’d rather die/Than hook up with another straight white guy,” the song epitomizes the band’s image: a “girls rule, boys drool” trio of self-made, independent rag-tag women unafraid to call it like they see it.
Within a matter of days, however, the band was flooded with accusations of inauthenticity and claims that they were capitalizing on a trendy aesthetic in the hopes of financial success. Their image was quickly stained, and the Internet collectively dismissed the group as industry plants.
The band Tramp Stamps, who are accused of being industry plants
Credit: YouTube
The first two posts you see on Tramp Stamps’ Instagram tell quite the story. One, uploaded April 14, is the video for the Tennessee band’s new single I’d Rather Die, a colourful, defiantly-spirited pop-punk affair in which they (twentysomethings Marisa Maino, Caroline Baker, and Paige Blue) declare that, “I’d rather die than hook up with another straight white guy”.
Three days later, the next post. “Hey fu ers”, it begins, before angrily hitting back at the “misinformation, lies and cancel culture” about that band that spread through the internet in the 72 hours between dispatches. “You have gone to the ends of the f -ing earth to sh-t on us, have told us to kill ourselves, and have used conspiracy theories on TikTok as a trend to get more views on your own videos.”